Okay guys here is a new story! I have decided to take a break from my twilight story and I am now all about the Batman movies. I always loved them but it is only lately that I was inspired to do fiction on them! So I have decided to co-write a story with my inspirator!So thank you inspirator you rock!

Don't judge cause this is my first -

Oh never mind here you go:)

Eve Harper woke up to another day in the green yet cloudy land of Ireland. She had originally set her alarm clock for 7:30am to cram some study time that she had dismissed yesterday but had just turned off her alarm and went back to sleep. She regretted it now because she was supposed to be up at 8am and it was now 8:20am and she was LATE!

She quickly dashed out of bed and changed her clothes as if her house was on fire and ran down stairs to the kitchen, grabbing her IPod on the way. She picked up a cereal bar, her keys and her school bag and ran out the door.

Her school was close by so she didn't find the need to run up the hill. Besides it was a hill and she was tired which in other words meant that she just couldn't be bothered.

Ten minutes later she was crossing the threshold of the student entrance. The school was a small red-brick building with a cloister in the middle of it that the students were not allowed to wonder into, except for the teachers that were too lazy to walk the full way around.

Eve walked over to her locker to get her books since she had double Business first thing followed by History.

Why do these subjects have to have the heavy books?

The next three classes finally ended and she was walking back to her locker to get more books. She fumbled with her keys when she felt a presence behind her.
"Hey" she said after noticing that it was only her locker buddy Brendan. They weren't exactly locker buddies; he just had the locker underneath hers since she was lucky enough to snag one of the top ones when school began. But today she was going to be emptying it and she only hoped that this years "Locker Luck" would stay with her for next year.

"Last day" the boy beside her stated.

"Yeah" she responded trying to be polite.

"Do you have plans?"

"Yeah I was thinking of a vacation"

"Cool. Where?"

"Erm... I would love to see the city" she replied.

The auburn boy nodded when she made this statement. He wasn't too skinny but he wasn't too muscular either, he was just right. He had green eyes that Eve always found annoying when he was trying to squirm information out of her. Which was HER technique. She couldn't help but laugh a little at this thought.

"What" he asked honestly taken aback from this sudden burst of laughter. Then again this was Eve he thought, she laughed at the most random of times.
Eve on the other hand wanted to avoid this gaze and quickly responded.

"Just thinking of how you like to steal my techniques of making people squirm" she said with a sickly sweet voice.
Brendan just rolled his eyes and stuffed his books into his bag.
"So what will you be up to?" asked Eve, trying to make small talk.
"I am going to my Uncle in Finland" he replied faking modesty.
"You have relatives over there?"

"Yup"

He nodded excitedly at this.

"Come on" Eve said and pushed him in the direction of the door. They both laughed as they headed towards their next class at nothing in particular.

The next few classes were spent making the teachers angry. Mostly these methods consisted of the classic paper ball throwing but others were last minute ideas that had everyone laughing until they cried. Cars were covered in fake tattoos, Walls were drawn on, and teachers were "accidentally" hit in the head with footballs.

At the end of the day Brendan and Eve both cleaned out their lockers together.

"Well I guess this is it" remarked Brendan.

"Yeah" replied Eve in a small voice.

"Well see ya" said Brendan before he walked out and left Eve standing by herself in the empty room.
"See ya" she replied to thin air.

What was she going to do now? School was over and the only social life that she had was on a computer or with people who didn't exist because they were either characters from TV a book or even from her head that only existed in her documents folder on her laptop.

Finally school was out for the summer and freedom was on the horizon but while everyone had plans Eve didn't have any. She spent the walk home thinking about all of the funny things that had happened this year and what next year would be like for her too.

As soon as she reached home she dashed up stairs to change her clothes. She threw on a purple and gray top and black skinny jeans with a pair of runners. While walking over to the mirror she wondered how she had hidden her bright neon multicolored socks from the eyes of the teachers since they were strictly against school policy.

She looked into the mirror to see her green eyes staring back at her. Her brown hair was a little greasy from the sun that was endlessly shining that day but it also made her hair look straighter since she thought that her thick hair was a curse since it would never sit down like she wanted it to. Eve picked up her concealer and began to rub it onto her face. She was in a dress-up mood today and she couldn't exactly live without her eyeliner anyway.

Oh what the hell

She decided to just go all out and threw on her favorite purple eye shadow that made her eyes stand out and brighten up.

Now what?

She had just rushed upstairs and put on make up as if she was rushing out again like any normal teenage girl but she had nothing to do. As soon as she realized this she walked back to her room and flopped down onto her bed, picked up her laptop and turned it on.

While it was loading she couldn't help but scold herself. Why didn't she try to be popular or normal? Was there such thing as normal? Why did she lead such a boring life? She wished her life would just turn upside-down so she could at least get a kick out of something different.

At that moment the laptop had fully loaded and was ready to be used.

And so Eve spent the rest of the day checking her email, writing and reading fan fiction while listening to music in the background which was the usual for her.

She loved writing. It was her escape from reality and a place where she could write down her daydreams of movie or book characters and then would later on be rewarded by people from all over telling her what they thought of her work. Her stories were her children, they were apart of her. Not all people spoke about her stories in a good way. Some people would send her messages saying horrible things but it never stopped her from doing what she loved and since she wasn't afraid of these people she would reply ,if they obviously meant to offend her, and tell them what she thought. At times like these she would use very colorful language and most of the time these mean people never had a story posted on their pages so she would call them cowards and they would never insult her again.

Her parents never exactly approved of her being on the computer so much but they way they saw it, she could have been doing a lot worse. One of her friends just said that she preferred cyber-space to meat-space. Which in her opinion was probably true.

Hours passed but she didn't notice and as the sun disappeared and the moon rose, causing darkness to enter her room, she didn't notice either.

The only time she left her room was for bathroom breaks and food.

She was now sitting by her desk facing the wall beside her window which over looked the many houses surrounding her own.

Little children were inside their homes at this time of night instead of playing on the streets which made the streets eerily quiet. Eve suddenly found herself day-dreaming again but this time of someone just coming to take her away. Or was this night-dreaming? But she was awake so what was it that she was doing now?

You're just acting weird as usual

She decided to take a nap and turned off the computer. She folded it down and walked over to her bed. She didn't care that she was still in her day clothes or that her make-up was still on so she just flopped down onto the mattress and closed her eyes.

And as a result of this Eve was out like a light in no time.

Eve dreamed of lots of things that night: Killing people after they broke her beloved IPod, people randomly yelling at her and of course Charlie the Unicorn but nothing compared to the last dream that she had.

~~~Eve's Dream~~

She was standing in the middle of her room but she felt as if she should be running.

Not another Freddy dream

She scolded herself for watching too many horror movies but when she dreamed of them she never really got scared or screamed in her sleep. She remembered the time that she had locked herself out of the house at 3am while sleepwalking. That had nothing to do with movies yet something had set her off. She just didn't know what but this hadn't been the only time that an incident like that had happened. The other time that it had happened she had woken up to find her being shaken awake after she had been repeatedly hitting her dresser in her sleep and screaming, I think.

But she had remembered the dream that she had had that night. She had been trapped in the dark and there was someone else their but they wouldn't help and she had been hitting the wall while trying to look for a light switch.

But this dream was like nothing that she had seen before.

This time she was in her room but danger was thick in the air. There were people shouting downstairs and she could hear glass being smashed and wood being cracked. Screaming could also be heard but it was never heard by the same person twice and even though Eve knew that this was a dream she still debated whether or not to go down stairs but ended up going downstairs anyway. She tip-toed down stairs very quietly and noticed that the door was open a crack but when she went to take a peak there was nothing out of place in the living-room. It was empty and looked as if nothing had happened; there wasn't even a corpse on the floor dripping blood. Everything was the same and…normal.

Curiosity took the better of her and she went to the kitchen through the double doors in the living-room but again there was nothing to see. The loneliness was beginning to scare her and she was also starting to worry about where everyone was even though she knew that they were in reality, her world, so why did she care so much?
She heard the sound of glass smashing behind her and quickly turned around to see a broken piece of ornamental glass lying on the floor. The shards of glass lay scattered on the floor. And Eve could faintly hear laughing coming at her from all directions. Now she was scared and she liked to consider herself the "Don't Get Scared From Movies But Jump When The Toaster Pops" kinda gal.

She couldn't help but laugh herself at this thought but as soon as her laugh mingled with the other one it stopped. But it was replaced by a dark shape in the corner. The figure was hunched over and it looked as if it was wearing a big trench coat.

"Coming" said a whisper from behind her. She wanted to turn around and see the speaker but she couldn't move. She was glued to the floor and besides even if she did turn around no one would probably be there. All she could do was stare at this figure hidden in the dark.

She heard something flick and while the figure started to move towards her she noticed something shiny start to reflect from the moonlight which was streaming in from the windows. The reflection cast odd shapes and colors on the walls but none on the figure coming at her. She suddenly felt the urge to run but was instead woken up by a pain in her head.

She sat up in the semi-darkness rubbing the pain. She must of hit it off of the side of her bedside table when she was tossing. After all that was her family's name for her "tosser". She tried to remember what had happened in her dream. Things were broken but I couldn't see...

Her thoughts began to wonder. She noticed an annoying pain in her leg and looked down to see that she had fallen asleep with her IPod again! That was probably where she had thought up the knife from.

Knife

Then everything hit her. The noises. The laughing. The Knife. The Figure.

"Coming?" she asked aloud "What the hell is coming?"

Two thuds could be distinctly heard from next door hitting her wall which was the usual signal from her brother to shut up. Eve couldn't help herself from remembering when he used to be the one waking her up at the crack of dawn.

Well right now seemed to be a good time for her pay back and besides she couldn't get back to sleep so she jumped out of bed and walked over to her wardrobe. She picked out a pair of black skinny jeans and a red T-shirt stating her favorite band and a name of one of their songs in big black letters that took up three lines.

She looked at herself in the mirror and saw that her eyes were like a panda's. She walked to the bathroom and washed her face and brushed her teeth as usual. She then proceeded to go back to her room and picked up concealer and a tube of liquid eyeliner and a pencil one too.

"What is it with you and eyeliner?" asked a voice from the doorway.

"Hello to you to Sis" replied Eve looking at the reflection of her blonde sibling while applying her make-up in the mirror.

"What do you want?"asked Eve starting to get impatient.

"I'm going out and Kevin is at his friends house"

"And where are you going" asked Eve, her maternal older sister side kicking in.

"Well I'm not a loner so I have a disco that I have to go to and Mam and Dad are going out too" stated the blonde with a dirty look and walked away.

"HAVE FUN TRYING TO LOOK LIKE A HOOKER!!" shouted out Eve to her sister. She was beginning to change and not in a good way. Eve knew it but she also knew that she couldn't stop it. She had tried everything, reading, art even chess! But her sister was becoming a nightmare. She was instead playing tonsil-tennis with a different guy every day and wearing outfits that made guys ask her "How much". This had all occurred to her when she had witnessed it first hand a while ago when she had asked her sister if she had wanted to go shopping and have some girly time.

Her sister had worn a REALLY short miniskirt and everyone ad stared.

No. She was not going to think about that because then she got angry at herself and today was the first day of summer and she was not going to ruin that for herself. Brendan was probably on a plane now so Eve did what she did best and turned on her labtop.

While it started up she picked out on of her new books and began to read where she had left off. It was another vampire one and its engrossed her until she heard the labtop sing its little theme tune for opening up. She signed into msn out of habit but didn't expect her friend Ivy online and ended up having a nice long chat her the next couple of hours with her friend.

Well? Hate it or love it?? Over to you ....I bet will will write a better half than me:):)

. A/N: Hello! Ladies and gentle-huns! Well this is my part of the co write. Enjoy ;D

"Who ever invented these should be made god or something." Ivy said with her mouth full of cookie. She looked over at her friend, Finn, he was eating his cookie with much more class.

"Agreed!" He said. Ivy leant back on her chair and looked around the empty shopping centre.

"It seems a bit less full than last time." She said.

"That's because our school is the only one that is having a day off and we should be 'revising'." Finn stated. "To bad there isn't any hot boys." Ivy smiled an nodded.

"Well at least I get a day away from that evil Bella." Ivy muttered. Bella was a girl at school that used to be best friends with Ivy until she got a boyfriend and started being a total bitch. To bad no one else saw it.

"I don't see why you hate, Bella." Finn laughed. Ivy stuck out her tongue, she couldn't be bothered explaining it all again. "Well I'm done lets go shopping." Finn said clapping his hands together and standing up.

"I'm not finished yet!" Ivy said.

"To bad, Poison Ivy." Finn said yanking Ivy up by her arm.

"I'm not a villain out of Batman!" Ivy said. "Even though I wish I was."

"Why would you want to be a bad guy?" Finn asked as he linked Ivy's arm and began to walk out of the shopping centre.

"I'd be on the Jokers side wouldn't I?" Ivy explained.

"I still need to watch that movie. I've only seen the animated series." Finn sighed.

"I agree, you do. The movie is all like BANG and "why so serious" and "lets put smile on that face" and boom and WAH!" Ivy said getting over excited.

"Calm down, people are starting to stare." Finn laughed patting her hand. Ivy winked at him and they went off to shop.

--2 hours later--

"We should get going now." Finn said as he walked over to Ivy who was running her finger over graphic novels. They were in Ivy's favourite shop. The comic book shop. Ivy nodded and pulled out a hardback book.

"£19.99." She muttered. Finn let out a low whistle. "I don't have that."

"Come on." Finn said taking the book out of her hands and putting it on the shelf.

"But....Batman." She moaned.

"Yes. But you already have 3 posters, one which you have no room for in your tiny little bedroom, all the DVD's, a painting of the Joker, one very impressive collage you brought from that book shop that time, the book about the actor, the badges, you read fan fictions about it all the time, you draw it all the time and you never shut up about it. Don't you think you're a bit....Batman-ed out." Finn said. Ivy loved him but he did act like an older brother sometimes more than a best friend.

"Never!" Ivy laughed. Once they got out it was pouring with rain.

"Good old English weather." Finn muttered sarcastically as he pulled his umbrella out of his bag. He linked Ivy's arm and she huddled up to him.

They walked in the direction of the train station. Doing that they had to pass the busker outside the music shop. He was quite good but this time he wasn't playing he was staring across the empty street.

"Hey mate, are you OK?" Finn called across the road. The man snapped his head up and smiled at them. "Come on Ivy." Finn muttered. They went to walk past him when he grabbed Ivy and pulled her away from Finn. She yelped in surprise.

"He's coming." The man said then he began to laugh wildly. "He's coming." Then Ivy felt Finn grab her arm and drag her into the train station.

"YOU FUCKING FREAK!" Finn yelled to the man. Finn never used swear words or the word freak. Ivy was shocked. "Are you OK?" He asked. Ivy nodded quickly.

"Lets just got home." She said. Finn gave her a quick hug and they went to the ticket turnstiles.

Ivy had to get off at the station after Finn. Then she had to walk home alone. She slammed the front door closed and shook the rain from her hair.

"I'm back!" She called.

"Nobody gives a shit!" One of Ivy's older brothers called from the front room.

"Shut up." She shouted back. He came out of the room with his highly make-upped girl friend. Ivy didn't like her. Her mother on the other hand loved her. When she talked about her and how brave she was with everything that was going on in her life. Ivy couldn't help but think her mother would rather have make-up girl as a daughter instead of her.

"Mums gone out." Ivy's brother said. "So's dad. And we're going out soon."

"OK." She muttered and ran to her room. She threw her satchel on the floor and collapsed on her bed. Her bed that had the legs taken off of it so it was on the floor. She looked around her room. Train tickets, cinema tickets, concert tickets, photographs of her with her friends and posters of fictional characters Ivy desperately wished were real plastered over her purple walls. Along with deep purple shelves full of books about exciting things Ivy often day dreamed about. Below that was a pile of DVD's. Films about dark things, films with Heath Ledger or Johnny Depp in or directed by Tim Burton. TV series she had collected lay at the bottom. Every episode of Doctor Who and every episode of Heroes (apart from the last one that came out because she was still saving up for that one.

Ivy took her green I-pod out of her bag and stuck it in its docking station and turned it up. She sang along quietly to the song that came on. She pulled her pink laptop out from under her pillow and decided to waste some time.

Ivy lay staring at her ceiling. It was past midnight and she couldn't sleep. She was in her pyjamas. Well, male pyjama bottoms, grey with over lapping black stars on, and an oversized t-shirt with a band she liked on, also a male clothing item.

"What's it with you and men's clothes." He mum had sighed once.

Ivy looked at her lava lamp. She was bored. The sort of bored that made you want to scream or cry. But Ivy was used to this. Her life was boring. She often day dreamed she was in a fictional scene and every one looked out for her and loved her. She scoffed to herself and pulled her laptop out.

'No ones going to be online. ' She thought. Her laptop took ages to start up but that was nothing unusual. She pulled it onto her lap and began clicking away.

'Available: 4' The writing at the top of the screen said. She sighed when she saw who those four people were. An old friend who moved to Australia a couple years ago, that girl who always left her IM on all the time, a boy she doesn't exactly know but got his email email address off of a friend once and the boy who looks like a tree and thinks its rock and roll to stay up all night.

"Great." Ivy whispered to herself. She plugged the head phones into her PC and tried listening to music but even the singers sounded tired.

She pulled the head phones out of the laptop and threw them against her wall in frustration.

She wasn't a very happy person when she was supposed to be asleep.

She sighed and sat on her bay windowsill. The dim orange street lights lit up the long gloomy street. Ivy loved the stars but tonight was too cloudy to see any so there was nothing the look at apart from the other semi detached houses.

That was until a white car came speeding down the road and screeched to a halt outside Ivy's house. The sound of men's shouting voices seeped through Ivy's windows. She saw her older brother stumble out of the car. Not the older brother with make-up girl as a girl friend. No. Her oldest older brother who was in a band and constantly drunk with his not-to-bad-looking friends.

Don't get too excited the bad wasn't very good. If anything it was just noise. That was Ivy's opinion anyway. She heard him open the front door and stumble in.

"Put them anywhere!" She heard her older brother slur. Then there was a loud noise of heavy instruments hitting the floor. Ivy winced at the noise.

"Stupid brother." She whispered to herself.

"We going down town?" Ivy heard one of her brothers friends slur. She recognised that voice as the voice of that-lad-who-recently-came-out-of-jail.

"Sure." Her brother said.

'That's fine leave me on my own.' Ivy thought sarcastically. Then the front door slammed and a horrible silence came over the house. Ivy sighed and looked back out of her window. There was absolutely no one around. It felt as if she owned the world.

"Well hello beautiful." The Jokers voice said. That signalled she had a text. Yes the Joker was her text tone. Pretty awesome in her opinion. She reached over to grab her phone.

'[1] New Message.' The screen read. She pressed read and read the message.

'He's coming.' The message read. First Ivy thought it was Finn but when she looked to see who it was from it was blank. No number, no name. She threw it across the room and it landed on the purple carpet. She glared at it as if it was going to jump up and attack her.

'Doo-da-doo' The noise that told Ivy she got a message on her laptop rang through the small room. Ivy glanced over at the screen.

'Eve says: Hello!' The little blue box in the corner said. Ivy almost fell off the windowsill. She smiled and typed 'HEY!' back.

Eve her friend from Ireland who was great.

She told Eve about the weird busker guy and the weird text message and Eve told Ivy she had a weird dream saying the exact same thing. Ivy was freaked out by that but she didn't let it show.

After a very long chat with Eve, Ivy head the bang of the front door hit the wall. She sighed expecting to hear one of her brothers slur something but instead she heard a voice she didn't recognise say something loudly and then some one shush him. Ivy gasped.

'Shit, brb.' She typed in the computer and sent to Eve. She stood up and walked to the door.. She needed a weapon. If those people where out to kill her she wasn't going to die without a fight. Bad thing her parents didn't trust her with anything that could harm another human being.

'Shoe?' She thought. 'No, if there's 50 huge men down there and I have a shoe, I'll look pathetic.'

So she made do without a weapon and crept out of her room.

'I don't want to die in my pyjamas.' She thought. 'I don't want to die at all.' She got to the top of the stairs and couldn't see any one. She looked over the banister and saw that the light in the kitchen was on. She took a deep breath and crept down the stairs. She got to the bottom steps and tripped over a pair of shoes that some one had thrown on the steps. She went crashing into her brothers instruments making a loud noise.

'Bugger.' She thought.

"There she is!" A voice called. Ivy opened one eye and saw four big men standing in the kitchen door way. "We've been waiting." The man who was talking was wearing a purple suit and Joker make-up. Ivy almost gasped at how good his Joker costume looked. His scars looked real and everything. She wanted to go into complete fan girl mode over this guy who was dressed up as the Joker but then she remembered they had broke into her house.

"Oh god, you're a couple of my brothers friends aren't you? You can't just walk right in here with out knocking. Is there a costume party or something? He's already gone if you're waiting for him." The man dressed up as the Joker took a step closer and Ivy's hand grabbed a drum stick that was lying next to her. She sat up quickly.

"We're here for you." The man said. Ivy stood up and pointed the drum stick at him.

"You freak!" She shouted. She still thought these men were her brothers friends. "Are you high or something? Go home!" The man dressed up as the Joker seemed pretty pissed off by this so Ivy ran up the stairs as fast as she could. She remembered hearing that you can't kill a burglar downstairs because there's more chance of you escaping but if you're upstairs then you can kill him. OK so she didn't know whether that was true but it was worth a try. She got to the top of the stairs and ran into the bathroom because it was the only one with a lock on.

"I'll get her. You get her stuff." The man said in an impressive Joker voice. Ivy was breathing so hard now. Her heart felt as if it was beating in her neck. She leapt onto the toilet and positioned the drum stick over her head ready to strike who ever came in after her. She saw the door handle move. She had to stop herself from crying. She was so scared. Then she heard the bang of some one trying to kick the door down.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

BOOM! Ivy jumped at the noise as the door fell down. The man stepped in the room and Ivy slammed the drum stick down on his head. The person stumbled and while he was momentarily shocked Ivy ran out of the room and down the stairs again. She heard the guy laughing from behind her.

She had to admit this guy did a great Joker impression and he was staying in character. Ivy was down the stairs now. She tried to open the front door but for some reason it wouldn't open. She let out a scream of frustration and gave the door a kick. Which hurt seeing as she was bare foot.

"Some one has anger issues." The man said. She screamed and spun around. He was at the bottom of the stairs. Ivy tried to run past him and towards the back door put he grabbed her around the waist.

"Get off me!" She screamed.

"Nope." The man said popping his 'p'.

"Please." She begged.

"You should really go to sleep." The man growled.

"What?!" Ivy asked. He was making no sense. The he grabbed the back of Ivy's head and slammed it against the wall, hard. She grabbed her head. The man had let go of her. She spun around and saw the man staring down at her. He was very tall. She looked up at him and then she felt dizzy. She felt her eyes close and she fell against the man who caught her in his arms.

"Night, night." He chuckled.

A/N: Team Ivy or Team Eve?

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