This was the story of a life time: Gotham City was up in flames; an hour ago there was a report of the Joker working an escape plan in Arkham Asylum. There were even reports the crime fighting vigilante known as: The Batman himself was dead on the island. The city was full of fear and anticipation as the developing riots in the mental institute grew. Not too long ago the Joker held the mayor hostage and gave up almost instantly admitting himself to the asylum. Even more suspiciously was a fire that burnt Blackgate correctional facility a few months ago to the ground. All the Blackgate prisoners were moved to the asylum.
One of the Gotham City Herald's most recognized writers couldn't give this up, he could see it already: "ARKHAM RIOTS CAUSE HUNDREDS OF BLACKGATE AND ARKHAM PRISONERS TO BE SET FREE". Ron Gold was not going to give up a chance to boost his position further into the newspaper industry. "Let me get this story boss!" Ron pleaded. Ron grew up in a particularly well off family as a child, he was rich, mostly due to his parents owning the most recognized liquor stores of Gotham. After his parents died of natural causes, Ron sold the company to fulfill his dream: writing for the Gotham Herald. "Jack's got this story, we don't want more reporter's risking their life just for a good scoop" Ron's boss replied.
Ron always thought his money gave him power and attention, he thought he deserved more attention than others because of his family's wealth. "Boss, please, what if I catch something jack misses?" Ron reasoned. "NO. That's final." the boss shouted. Furious, Ron stormed into his office. HE was trying to find another reason to go the asylum and get a good story. How do I get that grumpy old jerk to get me to the asylum? He ranted about in his mind. His door crashed open. Ron's boss stood in the door, framed to the door frame itself, he gave Ron his answer: "Jack's going to need some help".
Ron couldn't believe it! His boss wanted him to go to the asylum to help Jack Ryder! Ron wasted no time getting there by helicopter, and when he did, the asylum was up in flames of madness. Ron just sat there. He couldn't believe it. It was crazy, unbelievable; he couldn't comprehend the terror the joker had planned. His moment of mesmerisation shattered when he heard a familiar voice: "Ron! I am going to ask you to get on the ground!" the radio sounded static, but was understandable. Ron couldn't believe what jack asked him to do. Ron swallowed nothing but air in nervous tension. All he could say back was: "Okay"…
To be continued.
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