The Devils Name is Arkham: Part 2

by Dresner1817

Arkham City, A place where honest men die along side the lost and damned. In the days leading, during, and after the events of Arkham City, Harley Quinn and Batman must come to terms with not only the Joker's inevitable death but with themselves as the world around them collapses, as does the mysterious Hans. (Based off of game, Comic, and DLC) Harley Quinn x Batman- Ch16 has lemon

1. Prologue

Hello everyone! Dresner here again with the Prologue for The Devils Name is Arkham: Part 2! I'm very happy with the turn out for Part 1 and now I bring you with Part 2. Now this Prologue won't have Harley x Batman just yet as that will be in the coming chapters. So just sit back and Enjoy!

Their will be some revamping of this starting in the next couple of days, Sorry if I haven't updated I've had some losses in the family and it's getting to me...

With Love ~Dresner

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Wonder Tower, Arkham City-

"You know how this is going to end Batman..." Hans told Batman as they circled one another in the control room of Wonder Tower as the body of Ra's Al Ghul laid motionless in a puddle of blood with a sword through his chest and a gun shot wound to the forehead. The Tower was ransacked, blood covered the walls as well a gun shots, papers laying scattered all over the ground, and the bodies of dead TYGER mercenaries littered the floor along with their shell casings.

"I don't have time for this Hans..." Batman growled as he tighten his fists as the fire crackled in the boules of the war torn Tower.

"Either do I, but I can not prevent the inevitable and neither can you. No matter how hard you try you can't escape the hands of fate or Human Nature." Hans replied coldly as he removed his gun belt and threw it across the room. "It's all happen for a reason, everything has a reason to it, nothing in this world happens without a reason behind it. This night has only one reason behind it, to exterminate us from the face of the earth. Not just you or or the Joker, but all of us here in Arkham city."

Hans pointed to the blood soaked body of the Hugo Strange in his brain matter and blood soaked Arkham City coat. "This man is the root cause of it all and look what the hand of fate has done to him and his benefactor. The hand of fate is stronger than you will ever possibly believe in your or my life time. Since the sun fell on Arkham city, the clock began ticking until this moment was achieved. But it is not over, my dear Dark Knight, it is not over..."

"Protocol 10 is finished Hans," Batman growled as he removed his cape and gloves. "Strange and Ra's are dead, Cobblepot is locked away, and the only thing left is to stop the Joker. Now get out of my way before this gets even more out of hand than it already is."

Hans removed his light weight Kampfküriss Typ 303 Ausf.Z "Deathshead" Exoskeleton revealing a robust and athletic body covered in Germanic and Nordic tattoo's of Viking's, sacred runes, and a large Iron cross on his neck. He took off his black panzer cap and balaclava to reveal a handsome brown haired Teuton with war torn green eyes and a thick Goat-T, Leaving only his Hobnailed Jackboots and black panzer trousers with suspenders handing from his sides.

"No Batman, this is only the beginning." Hans said as he to tighten his fists. "The war for Arkham city will expand until it evolves into the Battle for Gotham City. This war is a wake up call! This war will bring us back to where we belong! This war will provide us with a reason for our existence. You know just as well as I do that when the Joker dies then that will leave you without a reason to exist, It's a profound truth."

"I exist to protect the people of Gotham. That is the reason why I am here on this earth." Batman replied coldly, affirming his purpose as Gotham's savior.

"Protect them from what? The Joker? Two-Face? Bane? Black Mask? The same people who you beat to a pulp, haul them to jail, and for what? For them to be released the next day?" Hans replied with conviction. "You only give them the fire to live, your their Heroin, their purpose to exist outside of fast cash and blood lust. This is coming from a man from a generation who knew HOW to DEAL with their criminals, who knew how to deal with thugs who breed fast and carry switch blades. Cleaning up this town isn't as easy as throwing a few batarangs and throwing a few thugs in jail. No my friend, the only way to save this city is to cut the chaff from the wheat, to thin the heard, to let the field lay ripe with the blood of wicked..."

"Your no better then the men you kill Hans..."

"And your no better than me, Bruce... Or your Harlequin."