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"They call themselves the Jokerz and their headquarters is in the old Arkham asylum," Terry gestured towards the screen as he explained, "They've got Mr. Wayne in this room here, I've been scouting out the area for weeks but can't find a way in passed everyone."

Bruce frowned leaning over Terry's shoulder to get a better look at the computer screen, he pointed to the front door and leaned back.

Terry shook his head, "They've got two guards at every entrance, you know the large half rhino half man freaks," Bruce shot Terry a blank look, "Oh right… not your time." Terry mumbled running a hand through his hair.

Bruce pushed Terry out of his chair and sat down ignoring his indignant yelp when he caught himself, "You could've just- aw hell, who am I kidding?" He folded his arms over his chest and watched as Bruce went through file after file on the computer searching, and then he suddenly stopped and stood up retreating back into the cave.

Terry blinked and turned to the computer screen the name 'Joker' was written in large letters above a picture of a pale grinning man with green hair.

"How come I've never seen this?" He muttered reading over the text, "Lived in Arkham till he died at the age of 82 huh? The Jokerz idol no doubt."

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Arkham. In its youth it had been a large creepy building hardly visited by anyone who didn't belong there. Now, several odd years later, it was still a large creepy building only a little more run down and dusty. Both Batmen stood before it lurking in the shadows on the perimeter. A large deformed muscular man passed by without even seeing them as he patrolled his part of the ancient asylum.

Terry glanced over to Bruce finding him gone, "Shit!" He hissed finding Bruce now standing on the partially caved in roof, cape billowing out in the wind like some kind of twisted shadow of the night.

Then he was gone. Terry blinked in bewilderment, had Bruce really been like this all those years ago? It was hard to imagine the man who's footsteps he was following that young.

Bruce melded with the shadows keeping out of view; it was only moments later that he found the heavily guarded door his future self was behind. Pulling out an exploding batarang, he chucked it at the furthest wall away from the door leading the guards away. Quickly he raced to the door and tried the knob, 'Not locked,' He thought hesitating briefly, 'A trap?' He slowly pushed open the door finding another guard and an old man sitting in a chair.

"Who the hell are you?" The guard snorted his beady eyes glowing red.

Batman stepped into the room letting the door close, 'This must be one of those half rhino half man people Terry was talking about.'

The rhino man lifted his gun and began shooting at Batman clumsily missing every time. A well aimed batarang knocked the gun out of the man's hand and left him clutching his wrist in pain.

"-the hell?" The man grunted then stumbled backwards as his nose spurted out blood, "You're not like the other bat!" The man gasped backing away from Batman as he slowly stalked up to him.

Bruce watched the fight with mild interest; this man was obviously not Terry he fought differently… The rhino man had gained a second wind and was once again fighting back landing a punch every now and then. Bruce's eyes widened suddenly, he recognized that costume, it was his original one! A loud crack echoed around the room and the rhino man fell face first onto the ground in a puddle of his own blood. Batman stood up straight and turned to Bruce.

"Who are you?" Bruce asked narrowing his eyes as he stood up using the aid of the chair's arm.

Gunfire cackled outside the door suddenly and both men's eyes flew to the door as it was swung open and slammed shut. Terry locked the door with the gun that the rhino man had been using before turning to face Bruce and Batman.

"McGinnis." Bruce growled and Terry smirked slightly.

The sound of quickly approaching footsteps cut through the air followed by the door shaking and a loud crash!

Terry stepped away from the door, "I think that's our queue to go." He said looking around spotting a hole in the ceiling.

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