A/N: First of, I want to say that I've never done a Batman fic. But this idea can't stop bothering me, and I love the Scarecrow/Jonathan/Bruce pair. I hope this is good as I planed it would be. Also this will reference some of the lines of The Dark Knight, and in flashbacks of Batman Begins.

It will start from the scene in which Scarecrow is in the movie of The Dark Knight, and then it will take off from there. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

Warning: Slash… need I say more.

"Look what your drugs did to my customers!"

It would seem we have a little problem, might as well finish this quickly.

"Buyer beware," I said as I started to come out of the back of the white van, "I told you my compound would take you places… I never said they'd be places you wanted to go."

"My business, repeat customers!"

"If you don't like what I have to offer, you can buy from someone else. Assuming Batman left anyone to buy from." Their Rottweiler's out of nowhere started barking; whoever was here was hiding in the shadows, but not by their scent. We started to look around, but I already knew what was coming.

Just like him to ruin everything!

"My dogs are hungry!" Stated the man with the horrible accent. He gave a small smile, "pity there's only one of you." After he said that, a loud bang could be heard from the side of the van. We all turned to see what was going on. Out of nowhere 'Batman' tossed a man over the side. Seconds later everyone scattered around as someone shoot a rifle towards all the men.

"That's not him." I stated as I turned, and slammed the backdoor of the van shut.

Gunshots were heard from every direction, I quickly saw refugee behind the side of the van, trying to stay away from all the shooting that was going on.

Someone shot the side of the van which made me step back a bit. I felt someone try to apprehend me from the back, and I quickly turn around, gassing the fake Batman with my mind-altering drug from my cuff.

Suddenly a dark huge vehicle crashes threw a barricade. Making all the men scramble out of the way.

"That's more like it!"

Everyone placed their attention to the dark vehicle, and started to shoot away till their hearts content or at least until they needed to stop to see what kind of damage they made.

After a while they got up from their shooting posture, and kept their weapons on the vehicle. A short while later said vehicle fired two rockets at the unoccupied offices. Making everything in the background explode, many of the men started to pull out of the garage. I also tried to make my escape as the Batman was busy with the others left behind.

I quickly started up the van, and put it on reverse; I could see him through the rearview mirror. I made my way to slamming him with the van, but instead he held on to the side that I tried to hit him with. Batman placed one of his ridiculous gadgets on the van, and started cutting away at it. I went towards one of the supporting beams in order to knock him out of the side of the van. Luckily it worked, and I made my way down the spiraling passage way. I thought I finally had lost him as I hurried to get out of the parking garage. Until I felt a huge weight land on top of the van, crushing it down upon me.

I instantly let go of the wheel, and made my way to get out of the van. Only to be manhandled by the Batman himself. He grabbed me from my collar, and pushed me up against the van, flipping me around to put on some rope around my hands. "You know this is quite uncomfortable." I said as he still kept placing the rope around me.

"Keep quite or I'll place it on tighter."

He dragged me from the location of the useless van, up to the location of where this all started. Throwing me against the concrete barrier, along with all the other tied up 'Batmen', and some of the mobsters. He took my mask off, and looked towards the fake Batmen wanna-be's. "Don't let me find you out here again," he seriously stated with a rough voice.

"We're trying to help you!"

"I don't need help!" said the Batman as he made his way towards his vehicle.

"Not my diagnosis," I said shaking my head just a little.

After that, he left, leaving me with all these ignoramuses, but luckily I had something up my sleeve, literally. In one sleeve I carried my toxin gas, but in the other, well let's just say I was prepared for any worst case scenario. I pulled out a small knife, and began freeing myself from the darn rope. After a couple of intents, I was finally free. I stood up, and made my way out of the parking garage.

"Hey, you can't just leave us here!" One of the Batmen hollered after me.

Never turning around I replied, "oh, yes I can."

After wondering around the parking lot, I managed to find myself back on the streets.

A/N: After this chapter it will be in Jonathan's point of view; from the point of the Joker coming to the scene to the very end of the movie. So… hate it, like it, don't care, but please review. It will get better as the story progresses.