Hey guys..Just here to say a few thangs before I get into this fanfic...First off, the time era for the story will be based off of Skyward Sword Link and timeline, somewhere inbetween his final fight with Demise, and where the story starts. No where in particular. For Batman, it's around the time of the Hush storyline, or Gotham City Sirens. It doesn't really have any particular timing either. Also, This is my first fanfic being published, but that doesn't mean I don't want flames..I don't mind them. I can take 'em. They will help me become a better author and all that jazz. Also, just a warning: I will cuss, there will be mature themes, and possible sexual situations involved. I'm only featuring these pairings, too, so don't go guessing who's going to be together..JokerXHarley, BatmanXCatwoman, LinkXZelda, and possible VERY slight GhirahimXFi. :D We all good? K. Enjoy it, will ya?
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The air over Gotham City was thick with clouds, whether the clouds be of a natural, possible storm, or of the thick, forbidding smog that seemed to hang over the city when the sun went down, was up to the speculation of the few that dared roam the streets. Gotham had been known for it's polluted skys, but what else was to be expected from a bustling, high populated urban area? No moonlight shown through the murky clouds, leaving the streets below to fend for themselves for light by streetlamp, or else the whole city would be bathed in darkness. A fleeting shadow over the high rooftops could barely be seen against the darkness, the bulky figure making surprisingly little noise against the hard, concrete buildings as it jumped from one sturdy building to another.

The man, even though some speculated he was more than that, stopped on the edge of a high building, glancing down along the barren streets. Not even cars lined at the sidewalks on this street. The few street lamps that were lit cast off eerie shadows against the heavy concrete buildings. The man himself was but a shadow against the night sky to anyone who would look up, if anyone should even want to look up. He crouched, his tall, pointed eared cowl and dark cape giving him a animalistic figure on the side of the building, a moving statue. The Batman, the Dark Knight, and the vigilante of Gotham City, had had a standard night. A few bank robbers and other petty crimes had happened, and had been stopped without much of a challenge. He was vigilant over the dark streets, even if no major villains had broken out of Arkham in a while, That didn't mean there were no villains out of Arkham still lurking the streets.

Sudden movement in the shadows made the vigilante turn his head sharply, him narrowing his whited out eyes, his strong jaw, bearing a slight stubble tensing in caution. It wasn't often someone innocent walked the streets of Gotham at night, especially in this part of town. When a male figure made his way out of the allyway, Batman had to blink and look again. The man was wearing a bright green tunic, and an equally bright green cap. If that wasn't out of place enough, Batman could faintly make out a sword and shield form on his back. Batman raised an eyebrow under the mask, and stood up from his perch. Of course, Batman wasn't just basing him off of how he looked, as Batman was, after all, dressed like a giant man-bat, but he was getting a strange feeling from the man in the tunic. It wasn't a bad feeling, more like a..other worldly feeling to the oddly dressed stranger. Batman usually didn't tamper with the lives of people unless justice was needed, but he made a few exceptions. Before he lost track of the man, Batman dropped down an ally, silently melting with the darkness like he was never there.
Link was more than confused in his current situation. He was surrounded by towering figures that he could faintly make out that they were buildings, but buildings bigger than he had ever seen. They seemed to tear the very sky open so it bled darkness, where the only light that shined was the light from the poles of other worldly, yellow light. He reached out one of his gloved hands at one point to touch these poles, to find them cold, metallic. Maybe they were some holy lights of this new world, as they seemed to be the only things giving anything remotely warming and homey. Link looked around once more, trying to keep in the circles of light the most he could. When he didn't see anything, he turned back to facing forwards, only to find a huge figure looming just outside of the light circle, directly in front of him, where no one had stood one moment ago.

Instinctively, the blonde, pointed eared boy pulled the Master Sword from it's sheath and pointed it at the ready towards the figure. The figure didn't move. They stood like that, two statues locking eyes. One bathed in light and looking confused, but determined and strong, the other barely hidden in darkness, as stoic as ever. The one clad in darkness was the first to speak, his rough, deep voice cutting the silence like a rugged knife.

"I do not want to have to harm you. Put it away, boy." Batman spoke, not making any move towards the one he now saw to be but a mere boy with pointed ears. Batman suspected a science fiction freak, just wanting to seem like some elven character. But how he expertly held the sword said otherwise in Batman's eyes.

"Who are you?" The boy spoke after a moment of hesitation. Link did not move either, holding the Master sword directly at Batman's chest, not fully seeing his face, only seeing two monster-like pointed ears, and white, iris-less, small and slitted eyes.
"Who are you, is the question I wanted to ask. I am Batman." Batman had to give it to the boy. When he had spoken to him earlier, the boy's voice had no waver on fear like most did when they spoke to the dark knight himself. That meant that either he truly did not know who he was, or he was just very courageous. Batman had a feeling it was that it was the first option.
"Why should I trust you?" Link held his stance firm, his knuckles turning white under his gloves with how tightly the hilt was being held. In the back of his head, he wondered where Fi was. Usually, in a situation such as this, she would have come to him with an analysis report, but ever since he had woken up in this dark world, no spirit had exited his sword. It almost felt dull in his hands, now that he thought about it. Links' thoughts were torn from Fi when the figure took a step forwards into the light, showing he did indeed have a human form.
"Because, I can tell you aren't from here, and you won't last long if you go out onto these streets alone. Now let me ask again," The man called 'Batman' paused, "Who are you?"

A heavy silence followed those words. Link weighed his options. If what this...man said was true, then it would be a smart idea to have an ally in this new world. Links' more headstrong side, however, was telling him that he could survive anywhere the Goddess threw him, which apparently was here, in this new world. But he was guide-less, and Link didn't know what type of people, or monsters, lived in this world. After a long while of silence that the dark, shadow-like man waited patiently for, Link raised his arm slowly to put his sword back in it's holster on his back, next to his shield.

"I'm Link. It's..uh, nice to meet you, Batman." Link spoke cautiously, trying to be friendly towards the cold man before him. Link wasn't expecting the man to sharply turn and start to briskly walk away from him. "H-Hey! Where are you go-"
"Follow me. We can't stay on the streets for long." Batman growled, in his usual gruff voice. Link trotted after him, not wanting to be left alone.