Whats going on my bros and gals. I know I'm working on a Star Wars story, but I wanted to post other stories as well so yea. Also I'm sick so sue me. Shoutout to Daz95 for making the challenge and I will see through it to the end. Enjoy and wish me luck on my health and sanity in school.

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Columbia, South America
Location: Classified
June 23,2015

"Christina seems highly trained that not even to fastest and smartest of our warriors and soldiers can't compete with her." "But she's not ready for Him."

Two men were walking through the corridors of the base as they discussed the mission they were about to give her. They stopped for a moment to talk.

"Look, the world of where our main base is stationed are getting ready to attack. If he gets past and stop us at the same time when protocol 33 is initiated, and that's with a few walkers and men, we won't get close to taking this world. We can't just wait for him to die from a disease or old age. He needs to go now." "I know, I know. It's just- ugh. She's our secret weapon and my niece. I feel like she is still not ready though." "This would beg to differ."

The two men went into the door to a training room where a masked figure was fighting a bunch of L. of old jedi masters. Thought each one can use something similar to the 'force' and have the same moves as the real ones, they were being destroyed easily. As the padawan Tano one came at her with two cutters(since cyber crystals are hard to find these days), the masked figure ducked and grabbed his/her arm, twisting it and kicking its leg. She/he grabbed the cutters and put them through its head.

The simulation ended when the bot fell. IQ bots came with smiling faces, cleaning up the mess the figure made. The figure took off the mask revealing a women with short white hair and brown eyes. She looked over to the two men.

"Commander Feltzer, Uncle Zent."

The Commander looked at her with a pleased grin on his face.

"Impressive display miss Mist. The last time someone tried to this many Jedi L. , we have to replace their limbs, and you don't look like you have a single scratch on ya. Truly amazing, doncha think lieutenant?" "Y-yes, astounding." "But I think it's time to give you your first mission."

He handed her a suitcase which she placed on the floor and opened it. In it was a hologram of a prototype suit with kevlar and some substance related to uru(but way weaker). It had color changing projections within the suit, a helmet that can have another over it, and a symbol that shares a close resemblance to Arkham.

"I'm guessing I'm going north to New Jersey. So what city? Keystone? Metropolis?" "Gotham actually. You're gonna find and eliminate the Batman."

Even though she looked bored, she was quite shocked. She looked at the projection again with a smile and asked, "Can the 2nd helmet have big ears?"

Gotham city, New Jersey
Location:Celebration costumes store (abandoned), Founders island
July 2, 2016

Jerry never liked guard duty one bit, especially if it's outside the hideout. While the boss gets to stay indoors or the guys inside get to play poker inside with air conditioning, he has to stay outside in the rain, with the gun ready to look for anything out of the ordinary. Well, anything out of the ordinary that would either kill you or break your bones.

He knew Gotham was at somewhat peace ever since Arkham City shut down and Jokers death. But when the boss said he had a plan, he just had to come along for the ride.

The entire time his friends got bored with guard duty and started to play Heads Up! The theme this time was animals. It was his turn and he was ready.

"Alright Jerry, the animal is what gets the beat down on us every night." "Ummm… oh! Is it a cat?" "No but it dates a.." "A big cat?" "You know just skip it." He wasn't gonna give up now, never. "Wait I got it. It's a dog!" The rest of the guys looked with weird glances seeing disappointment in him.

"It's a bat, idiot!"

The men turned to see a figure land in front of them. The figure had a blue helmet with pointy ears and white strips for his eyes. The armor looked like something out of a war movie from the future. And the symbol looked like Arkham's. The figure stood up and said, "I would like to have a word with your boss please." "Well sorry sir or mam…. whoever you are, but if you don't show us a face, no dice."

The rest just looked at her(or him to them). Jerry didn't know what to do. But out of nowhere, this guy pulled a pistol in Walter's mouth and fired in an instant. After the shot, everyone backed up and was either mad or shocked. The figure then pulled away the gun and pulled out a Bowie knife. "Now are you gonna let me in, or am I gonna have to do it myself?"

Then they all started charging at him. It was the last thing Jerry ever thought.

Fear was the pillars of humanity. It's what keeps the world turning. Peace, war, violence, kindness can be created by fear itself. You cannot run or hide from it no matter what. But is how the victim reacts to fear is the most interesting part of it all. That's what Jonathan Crane, the Scarecrow, studies. Buts it not why he's making more toxin, it's for revenge.

During Joker's asylum mayhem, instead of scaring Batman, he was grabbed by Killer Croc and dragged down into the sewers. Batman left him to die and he had to endure the death. His mask became his face and everyone believed he had died. He will get his revenge by making vulnerable, broken, afraid, and he will show it to the world. But he needs more time before halloween to get ready for his plan to go into full effect.

He was trying to work on his toxin when gunfire and punching was heard on the other side of the door. He scurried and searched for the gun, but was cut off when one of his men slammed into the (now open) door. "I wanted a pony with sparkles...uh." His body fell to ground with a knife in his back and a dark figure behind him.

For a moment, it looked like Batman found him, but the figure stepped closer with another getup and a pistol in hand. "You should invest in better guards Crane." "And you should invest in better manners. Who are you? Some pretender to the cowl I suppose?" "Call me the Arkham Knight." "Ah, another child of the asylum set free. Tell me, what tortured soul hides behind that mask."

He went up to her and tried to inject the toxin, but the Arkham Knight caught his arm in time. "It doesn't matter who I am. I'm here because we want the same thing. Batman dead." He was then released from the Knight's grip and wondered who this man is, if he is even is a man. "To be fair you did do a number of my men, but Batman is a different proposition. One for which I am fully prepared."

The Knight laughed before turning serious slowly. "You really think you can still do this? I just killed 20 of you're men with 16 bullets in a weak suppressed pistol and a knife, which to me is pretty weak, weak enough to be taken out easy by the Bat. I can replace them with an army, trained in his methods." Crane then looked at the Knight with a questionable look and asked, "Trained by who?" "Me." "And what do you know of the Batman?" "His fears."

Scarecrow knew this could be true or not, but with this army, he could be able to pull an even bigger plan than ever. "Very well. You have my attention Arkham Knight. But how much will this cost?"

The Knight then threw a board on the floor with paper on it. He got out his glasses and looked at the agreement thoroughly. When he got to the price, his eyes widened.

One week later

"THREE MILLION?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!" Cobblepot was enraged with this so-called Arkham Knight. 'Who does this bloke think he is? Charge us three million bucks? We aren't made of money, thought that would be a wonderful thing, wouldn't it?'

Some of Gotham's greatest rogues were summoned to celebration costumes by Scarecrow for some reason. The group consisted of Two-Face, Penguin, Harley Quinn, and Black Mask. Now they know why they were there, pay money to a total stranger who says he can take out the bat. Like that'll work.

"Be happy I paid one million already or you guys or none of you would ever pay up for this." "We wouldn't pay you a penny for this," said a very pissed Black Mask(maybe he is since he's surrounded by some of his old and business enemies). "Yea, since we don't even who ya even are, mista," said Harley Quinn.

"Let me tell you guys something. Come on, sit around the fake campfire and listen up. How long do you all have to endorse the pain and suffering he has brought upon you for some time? How long till you go to the point of either insanity or suicide? He has been there since the beginning and has done too much to you. Intervening with business, never accepting fate, making you a puppet on strings… Killing your boyfriend and not inviting you to the funeral." At that moment, Harley looked like she was about to burst.

"You all have the same idea, kill the Batman, but you don't know how to do it though. I do. That money will get me the tools and resources for the job. All you need to do is pay up." "But if we're gonna pay… what are getting from the money?" Dent looked either relentless or questionable, whatever his second face is making. "Tanks, drones, bombs, sentry's, and a highly trained military." "You think you can bring tanks into Gotham?" Now Black Mask was getting into it. "If you haven't noticed, ever since 9/11 and the Toymaker's plastic army incident in Metropolis, the government is gonna shut down tank deliveries and activities if even one is in the streets." "First of all, we'll make the tanks, the parts though will be delivered by….ways. And second, we need you guys to cover our activities and our work. We'll make a distraction for u guys to kill, rob, destroy, and so on. That's when we emerge. We take every alleyway, road, rooftop, and corner till he has nowhere to run or hide. And when he's in a the open, we shoot him down with everything we got. So...you in or out?"

The rogues looked at each other in question. Can this guy do what they can never do? Can they trust him? Can he really kill the bat?

Black Mask then got up and said, "I don't want anarky in my city, but if this helps to get the bat to finally die, I'll pay up 500 grand." Harvey flipped his coin and said, "I'll do the same." Harley got up, "I'll do it, but the same price so I can save up for this cute outfit I'm making." Penguin looked with a glare and said, "I'll give you guns, pay a million for this, and I'll get my worst men out in the streets. Just tell us when we get to-."

"Your time will come," said Scarecrow as he walked into the room. "And you'll know it when you see it. So be ready at a moments notice." They then left, with both penguin and Quinn looking at them both.

As they all finally left, Scarecrow looked at the Knight and said, "We have 2.5 million. We need another 500 thousand dollars, but i'm pretty sure you know where to get them." "I'll head to the old orphanage. It's time to get the know it all, so we can get it all." And with that the knight left, leaving Scarecrow to himself. He went over to a costume poster of Batman on a crate, and pulled it off. He stared at the Batman photo and said, "Soon dark knight, you will be unmade, depressed, regretful-" He then tore of the head on the poster and said, "AFRAID!"