Twenty-seven year old Katrina Liddick sat in a court room staring at Harvey Dent, as he walked in. The new DA of Gotham City. What a drag. He only has his eye on one thing. Her best friend, Rachel Dawes. Rachel was sitting in the chair bedside Katrina, rummaging through papers.

Katrina's eyes met Harvey's as he sat in a seat beside Rachel. She rolled her eyes, flashing him a small smile. Her shoulder length blonde hair was pin straight and held up in the back by a clip. Her soft blue eyes were now focused on the judge.

Harvey stood up. " Don't worry. I've got this one." Rachel and Katrina both looked up at him. " What? Harvey, you get every case." Katrina said.

Garvey sighed. He pulled out a coin. " Heads, I take it. Tails, you take it." They watched him flip it high into the air. He showed them both. Of course. Heads.

Katrina picked the coin up off the table. She flipped it over. Both sides were head. " Hey! You cheated!" She yelled to him.

Harvey shrugged. " I didn't cheat. I just make my own luck."

Rachel sighed and pulled Katrina back into her seat. " Just let it go." She turned back to Harvey. " You can't just leave something like this up to chance, Harvey. These cases are important."

Harvey smiled slightly. " Oh I know. This is my father's lucky coin. Trust me. I know exactly what I'm doing."

Turns out he did. Harvey was way better qualified than thought. Leaving Katrina a little mad and jealous. She walked out with Harvey and Rachel. " We need to find out a better way to get you reelected as our DA." Rachel said.

" There's plenty of time for that, Rachel." Harvey replied.

Katrina chuckled to herself. Getting Harvey elected again was going to be a piece of cake. Now the mayor, that was a different story. Instead of cleaning up the city, he was doing only God knows what. An unusual sight caught her eye, from one of the windows. She stopped and pressed her hands against the cool window.

There was some sort of commotion going on down the street at the bank. Her eyes fluttered to a bunch of cars parked outside. She started walking away a little faster.

" Katrina?!" Rachel called after her. " Where are you going?!"

Katrina kept walking. " What was the name of that new criminal?" She asked over her shoulder.

Harvey and Rachel exchanged glances. " You mean the Joker?" Harvey asked.

" Yeah. Him." Katrina replied as she walked in the elevator.

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Katrina slammed her car door shut and started walking up the steps to the bank. She stopped and turned around. There was a dark colored van parked in front of her car. There was a man inside the driver's side. A gun shot from inside broke her focus.

She threw open the main glass door. Inside there were people sitting on the ground, holding some sort of bomb. Her eyes caught the eyes of one of the bank employees. Without thinking she walked over to the young woman, who was trembling with fear.

" What's happening?" She whispered.

The woman pointed. Katrina looked over, following the point of her finger. There were at least four men. All of them wearing plastic clown masks.

Gun shots were shot in the air again. A clown was shooting. " Everybody on to the ground!" He yelled. Then there was a loud shot gun shot.

Katrina ducked down and saw an employer holding a shot gun. Two of the clowns slid on the floor and headed for cover.

The man was eventually shot down, by one of the clowns. Katrina walked up a little farther so she was only feet away from them. " Hey. We got company." One of them said.

The other turned around and studied her hard.

" Should I kill her?" The other asked. The other one shook his head no.

The one clown shrugged and them aimed the gun at the clown that saved her life, kind of. " I'm betting the Joker told you to kill me." The one said.

The other one sighed. He looked at his watch. " No, no, no, no. I kill the bus driver."

" Bus driver? What bus-" He was cut off as a school bus broke through the building. Katrina screamed and jumped back.

The remaing clown looked back at her. " Um… excuse me." Katrina started.

The clown studied her.

Katrina cleared her throat. " Um… do you work for the Joker?"

The clown kept studying her. " Hello?" Katrina asked.

Another clown stepped out of the bus. The clown that was watching her shot the other clown.

Katrina jumped a little.

There was a big sigh. " Oh, Kat. Don't you remember me?"

Katrina looked at the clown suspiciously. Her throat went dry and her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest. " Jack?"