"Hello Gotham! Joker's back in town!" The sharp laughter of the Joker rang out through through the buildings "It can't be!"
Bruce woke with a start. It was just a dream but Bruce could still hear that laugh ringing in his ears. the laugh that haunted him for years. The Joker always frightened him and his laugh... Oh how he hated the laugh. Hit haunted him then and it continues to do so. That laugh.
Bruce rolled out of bed, stumbling as he reached for his cane. He walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face, waking him from his stooper of a nightmare. Bruce continued to walk through the mansion he calls his home, his cane clinking against the ceramic floor. He checked the time. '9:17' terry was at school.
"Hey Terry! How was the Chem. Exam?" Asked Terry's beautiful girlfriend Dana. "Fine I guess... if you studied." Terry answered with a yawn.
"And did you?" Asked Max suspiciously. "Didn't get to. Mr. Wayne had me up all night last night."
"Hey McGinnis! You're really startin' to buff up. Ya know we could use you tonight," yelled Danny, one of the many gang leaders of the school. Danny was a lot younger than Terry and a lot less muscular than him too. However he was a huge criminal and everyone knew it. Danny put his hand on Terry's shoulder and steered him away from Dana and Max and continued to give him details about that night.
It's Batman time.