"It's almost like he wants us to find him," Batman said darkly to Commissioner James Gordon. "As if he wants to toy with us. To manipulate us. Unlike Joker, he's perfectly calculated. Unlike Harvey, he takes no chances."

"There's no way he can get in," Gordon replied. "He'd be messing with something much bigger than himself."

"Let's examine it again." Both men looked back at the note.

Posion comes through

And chokes the cat.

Poison is not kind to

The dumbfound bat.

Do not have fear,

Don't look at her,

Cover your fearful ears

From shrieks of purr.

"I feel as if he's talking about Catwoman. Riddler is most certainly talking about me, but who is poison?"

Gordon rubbed his chin. "I don't know, but what I do know is that we need to find Catwoman before it's too late." Gordon turned and looked at the note pinned to the dead body with a question mark etched into the woman's head. She had been clearly held down with barb wire as Riddler removed her intestines. Presumably while she was alive. A bullet to put her out of her misery was where the dot of the question mark was. "So where do you think she might be-" Gordon noticed that Batman had disappeared.

Batman was above Selina Kyles' apartment. She was visibly asleep on her bed. He flew onto the balcony and quietly entered the room. She was rolling over and cracked her eyes open. She saw her door was open and the wind was blowing the curtains around. She got up and closed the door. She turned around. She saw Batman gathering her clothes and stuffing them in her gym bag.

"Bruce... What are you doing?" Selina asked.

"You're in danger. Riddler told Gordon and I that Poison would choke a cat."

"Bruce, I'm a human. Not a cat."

"Riddler isn't known to give major torture and leave a simple note that he would poison an alley cat."

"Okay," Selina said rubbing her palm on her forehead. "So let's say he is after me. Why would he come after me? I'm not his enemy."

"To prove a point to me. If he hurts you, he thinks it'll break me."

"And would it?"

Batman went quiet. Selina unlocked her safe and got her suit out. She put on her synthetic electric fiber pants made of the same material of Batman's cape and a leather lingerie padded bra. She put on a simple head piece giving her her signature cat ears and a simple eye wear to act as a mask.

Batman gave her her gym bag. "So where to?"

"My place."

As soon as they both jumped to the next building, the apartment room exploded. Fire alarms went off. Catwoman looked back. "What did you do?"

"Faking your death," Batman said still running. They both jumped to the next rooftop. When they got to the next rooftop, they saw someone they didn't expect and doing something they didn't think would happen in millions of years in the broad moonlight.

Harley Quinn and Joker dancing. Dancing closely, holding each other.

Batman landed close to them and Catwoman stood next to him. They watched in astonishment. It was graceful and calming, not to mention bizzare. Harley giggled as she put her head against Joker's chest. She laughed as he told her a joke. In a way, it was slightly romantic.

"Should we take them in?" Catwoman asked.

"This is too unusual. It doesn't seem like a trap, but it doesn't seem normal. It seems like we should do this another day, it's special for Harley she gets to know this. Important too."

They started to run, but another figure jumped from a rooftop next to the pair of lovers and interrupted their dance. Batman crouched down next to Catwoman and watched how the pair of dancers would react. Joker held Harley behind him. He drew a gun, but the figure swiped his hand through the air and hit the gun from his hand.

Joker threw a punch and the figure blocked it. The Joker tried to hit him more, but the figure hit him in the chest with his palm. The figure gave a swift uppercut and then a dropkick. Joker fell on his back and the figure kickflipped up. He drew a gun and aimed at Harley. The glint caught Batman's eye as he was already throwing a bat-a-rang. It hit the gun and embedded iitself in the barrel and prevented it from firing. Batman leapt to the figure. It couldn't have been clearer who it was.

Deathstroke.

Catwoman took a quick leap of faith to the other rooftops. She would be at the Manor when Batman was done with Deathstroke. Deathstroke kneed Batman in the stomach. Batman tackled him off the roof. They landed on a dumpster. Deathstroke kicked off the dumpster and slammed Batman's head into the side of the dumpster, putting a foot circumference dent. Batman threw down a smoke bomb. He hit Deathstroke with a hook to the jaw. Deathstroke drew his sword and stabbed at Batman. Batman grabbed the edge and snapped it in half and twirled around for a hard momentum for the blade shard he pierced into Deathstroke's shoulder traps.

Deathstroke rolled and accidentally put the whole sure through the rest of his body. With his left shooting immobilized, he pulled a Uzi from his leg holster and shot with his right arm. Batman put his cape in front of him and deflected the bullets. Deathstroke ran as he shot and kicked Batman. He gave him a kick in the chin. Batman flipped back. Deathstroke was right at him. Batman threw another bat-a-rang which tips were covered in sleeping chemicals. It pierced directly in Deathstroke's eyebrow. He had time to pull it out before he passed out. The chemicals were solely based for Deathstroke should he become a problem.

Batman searched him. He wasn't going to take him in, least there be a massacre in the station. He found a disposable phone listing contacts. He read contacts for Penguin, Viktor Freeze, and the person he expected the most; Riddler. He called him. The phone buzzed for a few rings. Finally, the phone picked up.

"Did you get him?" The Riddler asked.

"He failed," Batman said.

"Why, hello Batman. I see you overcame my accomplice."

"What are you up to this time?"

"I just need to get information from the Catwoman. You know, she has a lot more fight in her then I thought she would. A lot more resistance than your other friend. I believe his name is James. You know, the Commissioner of Gotham."

"Where are they?"

"Viktor has the Commissioner and Penguin has his daughter."

"Where's-"

"Selina Kyle. Oh, she can't be saved. She has a problem. Um, well, she made some enemies if you can believe it and she is going to... Well if you and Gordon read the riddle properly, you'll know what'll happen."

"Where is she?" Batman growled.

"Well, I think my employer wants to take her time, so if you persay did have the time, I would have to give you a riddle. Let me think. Roses are red, violets are blue; Selina Kyle is where the Joker's mind turns to stew."

"Be clear."

"It's not that hard. I think if you're still a dumbfounded bat, you'll have eight hours top. Poison does act quickly." Riddler hung up after that.

Batman called Alfred.

"Master Wayne."

"Alfred, send me the Batmobile."

"Give me a few hours. It appears Ra's al Ghul would like some tea Master Wayne."

"I'll be there in a few minutes Alfred. Stall him."

"And Master Wayne?"

"Yes?"

"He brought a few guests."

"Be there ASAP."

Alfred hung up and Batman flew off to his manor as fast as he could to meet whatever lied ahead of him. Behind him, Harley Quinn and Joker continued dancing. Giving each other kisses on their anniversary. A fresh pair of lovers.

Devils dancing in the pale moonlight.