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Hello everyone! So I had a really good idea after watching my all-time favorite movie (for now, my opinion might change after the Hunger Games) The Dark Knight, I am sonic styling it!

Here are the characters:

Batman/Bruce- Shadow the Hedgehog

Joker- Oc character (see below)

Harvey Dent/Two Face- Sonic the Hedgehog

Rachel Dawes- Sally Acorn

Commissioner Gordon- Miles "Tails" Prower

Lucius Fox- Nate Morgan

Lau- Mammoth Mogul

Scarecrow- Mephiles the Dark

Chechen- Vector the Crocodile

Salvatore Maronie- Nack the Weasel

I was trying to decide on who to cast as the Joker. It was a three way tie between Amy, knuckles and an oc. I discovered that another member of fanfiction had created a Dark Knight inspired Sonic fanfic and made Amy the Joker, so I don't want to be accused of stealing. (by the way you should check out his fanfiction, its really good), so Amy is out. Knuckles just wasn't really working for me for various reasons. So I decided to make an oc character specifically for the Joker. He will be an echidna, but he will have no back story like Joker and basically be an Echidna-ed Joker.

And for you people who are awaiting Sonic School Days, I am currently working on it. It should be out soon, keep in mind that I do have a life (Le gasp!) and school work to take care of.

Alright lets get started. I do not own Sonic Batman or any of the characters.

It was an average day in Gotham City, the usual stuff was going on. The kids were being let out of school, cars sped by at their normal pace. The sun was shining bright in the sky, not a thing was out of the ordinary...yet.

Across the street from the National Bank of Gotham stood a large building. About three fourths of the way a large window exploded, exposing the innards of the building. Inside stood two echidna, both of whom were wearing dark jackets, gloves and a clown mask covered their muzzle and eyes. The one in back held a sort of missile launcher, only the missile was a rocket with a hook on the tip.

Taking aim, the clown echidna shot the rocket to the Banks roof. The rocket left a rope for the pair to zip line across with. They zipped to the roof with ease and headed to the power box to their right.

About a quarter mile away, another echidna stood on a street corner, clown mask in hand. Within ten seconds, a car pulled up next to him. He put on his mask and entered the back seat. He was greeted by the two other masked echidna in the driver and passenger seat.

"Alright," said the driver echidna, "three of a kind. Let's do this."

"Three guys?" asked the passenger echidna, "That's all?"

"The three of us, plus there are two guys on the roof. Each of us get's a share, five share's is plenty."

"Six shares. Don't forget the guy who hired us."

The driver scoffed. "He thinks he can sit this out and still take a share. I know why they call him the Joker."

Back on the roof, the two echidna were working on the power box. One had a case with a bunch of electronic equipment. He was moving at a steady pace, being careful not to trip any alarms.

"So, do you know why they call him the Joker?" asked the echidna behind the one working.

"I heard he wears some sort of make-up" he replied

"Make-up?"

"Yeah, like, war paint or something. To scare people."

Back on the streets, the car arrived at it's destination- the front of the Bank. They all got out and entered the building, toting semi automatic rifles.

The bank was relatively quiet, the mobians in the bank were making deposits or checking their bank accounts. The quiet ended when one of the echidna fired his weapon at one of the security cameras. Everyone in the room jumped, several screamed in terror.

"EVERYONE GET ON THE GROUND!" ordered the echidna.

The echidna rounded up the hostages and began to place de-pinned grenades in their hands, they had to keep their grenade in their hands, anyone who let go would cause it to blow up. Before one of the echidna could grab her, a female terrier teller pushed a button under the teller desk, activating the silent alarm.

Unfortunately for her, the echidna on the roof were waiting to intercept the silent alarm and shut it off.

"Here comes the silent alarm" said the echidna, "And there it goes...hmm"

"What?" asked the other.

"It wasn't trying to dial 911," He said confused as he packed up his stuff. "It was trying to reach a private number."

"Is it a problem?"

"No, I'm done here."

Immediately, the other echidna pulled out a gun and shot him in the back of the head. A silencer prevented any unwanted attention. He put away the weapon, picked up the dead echidna's equipment, and left down the nearby stairwell. After entering the bank through the stairwell, he entered the basement. In the basement was a large vault door. He took out his dead accomplices tools and began to work on opening the door.

Once the hostages were all taken care of, one of the echidna, codename grumpy, begins to speak out loud to them. "Obviously, we don't want you doing anything with your hands other than holding on for dear life. So just stay down and shut up and we will all get through this."

Before he could do anything else, a shotgun went off to his right. One of the bank managers, a purple chameleon, had eluded them and grabbed a shot gun which was kept under his desk for protection and fired at one of the echidna, blowing him across the floor. He fires again at the other, but misses as he takes cover with another one of the echidna, bozo. Several more rounds are fired off before he stops briefly.

"He's out, right?" Grumpy asks the other. Thinking for a second, he nods to him. The echidna stands up to fire, but is hit in the shoulder with another round, he hit the floor hard.

That shot, however, was his last as the other echidna got up and fired at him, hitting his leg. He too hit the floor. The echidna stood up, clutching his shoulder.

"Where did you learn to count?" he demanded. Upon getting nothing but silence from his accomplice, he gave up and headed for the basement were the other echidna was just finishing up.

"You get the vault open yet?" Grumpy asked

"Yeah," He responded, Grumpy took a closer look at him to notice some singed hair. "They wired this thing with five thousand volts. What kinda bank does something like that?"

"A mob bank does. I guess the Joker's as crazy as they say. Where's the alarm guy?"

"Boss said when he was done I should take him out. One less share I guess."

The echidna began to open the vault as grumpy took out a pistol. "Funny. He told me something similar..."

"He wha...wait! Wait! Don't!"

Too late. The moment the body hit the floor, grumpy entered the vault and began to fill several backpacks with all the money in the vault.

In about five minutes, grumpy came out with about ten backpacks full of cash. Bozo went over and helped him move the packs to the front entrance.

"This is a lot of money." proclaimed grumpy "If the Joker was so smart, he would've had us bring a bigger car." he then took his gun out and pointed it at bozo's head. "I'm guessing that the Joker told you to kill me as soon as we loaded the cash."

Bozo sigh and looked at grumpy. "No, no." he said in his cold raspy voice, "I kill the bus driver."

"Bus driver?" grumpy asked, confused. "What bus driv-"

The hostages all screamed as the back end of a yellow school bus plows through the front door. The debris hit grumpy and knocked him unconscious. The driver exited the bus to get the money, which bozo began to hand to him.

About halfway through loading, bozo picked up grumpy's discarded weapon and unloaded it into the driver. He fell to the floor with a loud THUD! Bozo finishes loading and enters the bus.

"Think you're smart, huh?" the bank manager said from the blood covered floor he lay on. "The guy who hired you's will just do the same to you!"

Bozo got out of the bus and walked over to him. He began to pull something out of his pocket as he loosened the ties on his mask.

"Criminals in this town used to believe in some things..." the manager continued, "Honor, respect, what do you believe in, huh?"

"I believe whatever doesn't kill you..." Bozo continued as he put a grenade in the chameleons mouth and removed the mask from his face. "simply makes you...stranger!"

His face shocked the manager. His dread lock-like quills were puke green, and his muzzle was a pale white. Black make up coated his eyelids in a poor manner. Extending from each side of his mouth was a long gruesome cut that stopped half way to his quills. It appeared that he was smiling from his Glasgow smile (he actually was). He was the Joker.

The chameleons eyes go wide was the Joker walks away with a small thread in his hand that connected to the grenade in his mouth. He entered the bus and began to drive off. The pin was then pulled from his mouth as the bus drove off down the street.

The manager shook with fear for the seconds that would lead up to nothing but a greenish smoke, spewing out of the grenade. He breathed a sigh of relief.

The bus drove far away from the bank before any police officers showed up. But by the time they realized, there was no way they could have caught him. The Joker had escaped.

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