SPOILERS: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED THE DARK KNIGHT
Gothem's Other Knight
We all know that Batman is the black knight and the Dent was known as the white knight. Both of them were called heros at least once in the film. But we are forgetting someone else, someone who stopped a bullet meant for someone else.
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I have lived in Gothem my whole life, watching it grow then sink back down again. Before Batman found me I was not sure where the city I loved was going. Would it keep on falling until it died completely? Lately the city has been enduring hard times because of a mad criminal that we all call The Joker. Most of the people in Gothem don't take him for what he is, a dangerous opponent who doesn't care for human life. They think he is just a clown when he really is a coldblooded murderer.
Many people have died at the hands of The Joker, whether from his knife or by other means it does not really matter. The dead are still dead no matter how they died. Now the police force, including myself are on the streets of Gothem, mourning the death of Commissioner Loeb.
As everyone moves forward, I keep my eyes peeled for the joker. Again and again I ignore the hot sun on my back and the sweat soaking my clothes. Then my eyes come to rest on the scarred face, decorated with the white makeup he always wears. He turned with the rest of the officers then at the last minute he whirls around, his fingers inches from the trigger of a gun. My heart starts beating faster and faster as my eyes travel along the path a bullet would take and realizing that it lead directly into the mayors heart.
A loud bang fills the air and I leap in front of the mayor. I feel my back explode in pain, knocking me to the ground. My vision is blurred whether from the pain or because my glasses have fallen off, I don't really know. Slowly I feel the blood spreading under my clothes. I close my eyes and just lay there as the seconds tick past, trying to take my mind away from this place and to a happier hour.
As I try to breath I feel a hand on my wrist searching for any sign of life.
"Jim," I hear, "Jim please tell me you are alright."
I tried to talk but nothing seemed to want to come out. Trying again I manage to splutter through the pain. "Family not safe," I gasped, "They must think that I'm dead."
The person bends nearer to me. "It's alright Jim," he tells me, "Everythings is going to be alright."
I then recognize the voice as my friend Stevens and feel two hands move under me lifting me into the air. I open my eyes and try to focus. Blurry shadows swim across my vision making me dizzy so I quickly close my eyes again. I feel like I can
drop into the world of dreams and sleep away a month just anywhere. Finally I drop into that other world, a world
where I feel no pain.
I wake up to voices talking over me. "What happened to him?" A woman's voice asks in a harsh whisper. "You can't just bring someone half dead into the house without telling me what happened!"
"He was shot," Stevens voice told her, "That's all you need to know."
"Who shot him?" the woman asks.
"The Joker"
I hear the woman gasp. "Could the same thing happen to you?"
I open my eyes and get a good look at the wispy blond hair of Stevens wife, Rose. "It was just me." I say noticing that my voice was barely a whisper, "I decided to play hero and took a bullet meant for the mayor."
I try to sit up but my back feels like it is on fire and I feel the blood drain from my face. "Jim!" Stevens shouts.
Footsteps pound across the floor and my friend's head is inches from my own as he places his hand under my shoulders gently lowering me back down.
"You have to get him to the hospital," Rose shouts
Stevens pats me hand. "You're safe now Jim. Don't worry, we are going to get you to a hospital and let you get some rest. No one knows you are alive, not even your family."
Not even my family knows! I wonder what I would think if someone I loved, like Barbara, was dead and then one day just reappeared. What am I putting my family through? What am I going to have tooo make this up to them?
I feel a hand on my shoulder and I hear Stevens voice. "I can't believe what you are doing Jim." he says.
I open my eyes and look into Stevens face. "Neither can I." I said quietly,"Barbara is going to kill me."
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Thank you writteninchocolate for your brillent betaing.
