BATMAN: NO-FACE

PROLOGUE

Five years before the Unmasked Trilogy…

Harvey Dent, Two Face, grunted and breathed as he found himself up the stairs to his hideout.

The bat hadn't followed. That was rare, and good.

Face pushed open the door and sat down on his bed, nursing a bad, bloodied leg.

"Damn it" Dent grunted. "That was too close"

"We could have gotten away with it if you had listened to me" Face told Dent.

"no"

"We should have killed Batman. We could have ended him right there in the damn bank, but no. no, you had to flip the coin let him live. And now, now were on the run…again"

Dent took out the half scarred coin from his pocket, and flipped it over in his fingers.

"You know, if you just let me do everything, we would running Gotham right now" Face said. "Not the cops, not the bat, not even the damn clown"

Dent sat up straight.

"You wanna take over, it's not going to happen" Dent argued. "I'm here to make sure that Justice is done properly, that everything we make a decision on is given a chance…and made fair"

"And it costs us everything. Let me take over, and we'll run this town…actually, I'll run this town" Face laughed.

Dent stood. He gripped the coin in his hand and looked at himself in the mirror, his scarred side fierce with anger.

"You…want to kill me" he said. "You want me gone, so that only you exist. No Harvey Dent, no Two Face…just, no face"

"Exactly. You always called me, Big bad Harv. But, with you out of the picture, completely…there'll be no such thing as Harvey Dent, or Two Face, or Big Bad Harv…just me, No Face"

"I won't let you" Dent half yelled, sweat running down his face.

"Well, it's not really yours to decide…is it?"

Dent looked at the coin in his hand, turning it over.

"We make this decision…we deal with it. I won't argue, and neither will you, no matter what the outcome is" Dent said.

"Sure, just slip it already"

Dent shakingly nodded, and reluctantly…flipped the coin.

All was silent. Their was a soft "plop" as it landed back in his palm. He took a long look at the side that came up.

He laid the coin down on the bench under the mirror, and opened the drawer to find a small jar of acid. He took it out and opened the lid, breathing heavily.

"Fine then" he breathed. "Today, Harvey Dent is dead"

He lifted his head up, and screamed as he poured the acid over the unscarred half of his face. He emptied every last drop of the bottle, then smashed it on the ground.

He lowered his head, breathing heavily, arms holding him up over the bench.

Dent was gone, there was only Face now.

Face calmed himself, then looked into the mirror. Looked at the reflection of the scarred man looking back, if it could be called a man. His right eyelid was still intact, but his right eye was bloodied and twitching. It calmed down after a bit. The right side of his mouth didn't scar as bad as his left, his teeth were still hidden. Good, he didn't want to look like the damn clown.

He chuckled. "Oh, I've been waiting for this day" he said.

Face opened up a closet in the small room. He tore off the half suit and pulled out a dark grey vest from the closet, he then pulled out a long, leather coat. He put the vest on, taking notice of how both his hands were nicely burnt now. He then wore the leather coat, and chuckled.

"Now, that feels like the real me. Oh yes, me, just me" he said to himself, smiling in the mirror.

He took the coin off the bench. He studied it, then dropped it.

"No need for decisions anymore" he said, walking out the door. "No need for anymore Dent or Two Face. There's just me…No Face"