A/N: Ok. We all hated LOCK-UP. So in true fanfiction style I decided to do an AU fanfic of it!

If you don't like it please don't flame me. I'm fragile. : does puppy face:

Disclaimer: none of the characters of B:TAS belong to me..but god I wish they did..But alas they belong to the wonderful creators of the cartoon and DC comics.

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He ran.

He didn't look back.

He didn't think.

He just ran.

He didn't dare stop.

Adrenaline coursed through him making him faster.

But he wasn't a fool. He knew that adrenaline was the only thing giving him speed.

He couldn't last forever.

He needed help.

He needed a place to rest, food, and fresh water.

He needed someone who would show him compassion.

He almost laughed aloud at that.

Compassion. He the master of fear, who had terriozed the city for years and was a proud so-called rouge of Gotham, needed compassion.

No one who was in their right MIND would listen to him.

The only people who would was his fellow rouges and only Poison Ivy, The joker and Two face were free and he didn't even know where they were!

He felt the bruise on his ribs throb along with spot on his face where Bolton had punched him.

He needed shelter and medical care...

He needed help.

He shut his eyes.

There was one person he could contact but it was a gamble.

"Batman." He whispered.

He didn't know if batman would listen to him but he had no choice.

He leaned against the wall to rest for a moment.

Yes. Batman was his only hope.

He absently decided that he really did HATE how horribly ironic life was at times.

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A/N: Ok. Did you like it? Hate it? Well click review button and tell me all about it! What will happen next? Heck I'm writing this and I don't know!