"Demons"
Prelude
For almost as long as I can remember, he has haunted me.
Tormented me. From the very moment we met I knew he wasn't like the others.
He was different. Worse. Where before I had only seen men. Some weak, some strong. But they were men. Beatable, breakable men. But not him. Time and time again we fought. But even through countless strikes, kicks, dislocated joints, and broken bones he would always come back. There was just no stopping him. Over the years, the dozens of times we fought, the Hundreds of lives he had taken, it almost became routine. He escapes, kills, we fight, then I put him away. I was slowly dying inside. There was never a day I didn't want to End him. I knew that it was the only solution. The hundreds of people he killed could be avenged. But that can't be how I do things. It isn't how I do things. And now he's gone... He's finally dead, and gone... I didn't have to do it. It wasn't my fault.. And yet.. Now that the nightmare is finally over. He still haunts me. The nightmare is over... But another one is forever in it's place...
Chapter 1
"Another one!?" Tim exclaimed. "Another bank robbery?"
He looked at the news article that Bruce had up on the screen. Bruce sat in his computer chair analyzing the photo. It was Harley Quinn.
"I'm afraid so, the seventh this month." Bruce said, eyes fixed on the screen. "Since when does Quinn go solo?" Tim asked.
Bruce changed the screen on the computer and loaded a video. "She doesn't."
"This is security footage from the most recent robbery."
"Watch. She enters the bank, kills the two guards in the door, then makes her way to the tellers."
"It's still just her." Tim pointed out.
"Watch the rest. While she's getting the money two more guards come from the back, and another from behind the teller's desk."
"All three of them fall almost at the same time."
Tim's eyes went wide for a moment
"How? Any shooters outside?"
Bruce switched the footage to cameras outside of the bank.
"There were no people outside of the bank during the robbery. There must have been a sniper."
Tim looked at Bruce.
"There's only one person we know of who could make a shot like that."
"Deadshot."
Alfred said as he walked into the cave, brandishing a tray of food.
"Why would Deadshot be working with Harley?" Tim asked.
"There could be a number of reasons." Bruce said, distressed.
"They were put on a team together a few years ago. Amanda Waller Rounded up them and a couple of other assassins to break into Arkham and kill The Riddler."
"But whatever the reason, I don't like it."
Tim leaned over the computer console and took a bite of food.
"Do we have any leads?" He asked.
Bruce sighed.
"No. She must have a new hideout."
"Her last headquarters was the Sionis Steel mill."
" But the police have it cleared. Along with almost every other building in Arkham City."
Tim sighed and looked down.
"So where do we start?"
Bruce donned his cape and cowl and hopped into the batmobile.
"Commissioner Gordon has some additional evidence."
"I'm going to the station to exchange notes with him. In the meantime I think it would be best if you went on patrol tonight."
"Right." Tim said.
Bruce closed the canopy of the car and sped off into the city.