Chapter 1
He woke up, he was in the hospital again, panic struck. Was it all a dream? Then he felt it, half of his face… gone. But still, did he really escape and kill Maroni? And threaten to kill Gordon's own son? He gave up, it hurt to think. He looked around, saw the machines keeping him alive.
A knock on the door, it opened.
It was Bruce, "You're awake…"
"Yeah… what happened?" Harvey said trying to sit up.
"You fell, off the building remember?"
"I tried to kill Gordon's son…."
"You were confused—"
"I'm a monster Bruce… if you'd seen me out there… I almost shot him, Gordon, and even Batman."
"I know…"
"What, did Gordon already tell you?"
"…Yeah… he explained everything…"
"He probably never wants to see me again," Harvey laughed.
"He's okay, he understands what you were going through… he's a good guy."
"He'll make a good commissioner too. Gotham deserves men like him, not like me."
"Harvey, you've been out for two weeks—"
"Two weeks! How far was that fall?" Harvey laughed.
"Two, three stories. Your lucky you lived."
"Yeah. It looks to me like the only reason I am living is because all these machines."
"That's exactly why you're still alive," Bruce laughed.
"Wait… what happened… what happened to Rachel?"
Rachel was still a sore subject with Bruce. It was just 3 weeks earlier that he had lost the one woman he truly loved. But Bruce wasn't the only one; Harvey also loved Rachel and had proposed to her. The last thing he heard Rachel say was that she wanted to marry him and that she loved him.
"Bruce… what happened to her?"
"She died Harvey. I'm sorry she—"
"So she's gone…. She was all I had left… you know what the last thing she told me was?"
Bruce shook his head.
"She said that she loved me, she said that she didn't want to live without me, and that she wanted to marry me. I just kept saying that she was gonna be okay, that they were coming for her. Then… then Batman came in. They came for me Bruce, me! It should've been me that died not her!... Have they caught him yet?"
"Who?"
"The Joker."
"He's at Arkham. But not for long, knowing him he'll either escape or get killed."
"Good point."
"You need your rest, I'll come back later," Bruce said standing up and heading for the door.
"Bruce?"
"Yes."
"Who brought me in?... after the fall."
Bruce didn't know what to say, he couldn't say he did, then Harvey would know that he was Batman. "Gordon did."
"Figures…. If you see him, can you tell him that… that I'm sorry."
"I will." Bruce nodded to Harvey and left the room.
Harvey sat back, the pain was excruciating.
Wait, he thought, after all the things I'd already been through. They saved me from that fall. Why couldn't they have saved Rachel? He thought to himself. I'll get my revenge, if it's the last thing I do. Rather it's on the Joker or Gordon and Batman. I won't rest until there is justice.