Here's the next chapter! Like the last one, I wrote it awhile ago... I actually like this one a bit more than the first chapter. My favorite ones are later on, though... Hehe...

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The next day, at 7:30 AM exactly, the jet holding Artemis Fowl II and his bodyguard Butler left Fowl Manor and headed towards Gotham City. Ten hours later, the jet arrived at Gotham Airport.

Once the plane landed, Artemis and Butler were soon within the airport itself. Inside, they quickly found who was taking them to Wayne Manor, and Artemis found the two men in front of him very interesting.

The elder was what looked like an elderly British man, who was wearing a crisp black suit, and was holding a sign with Artemis' name on it. Next to him stood a young teenage boy, appearing a couple years younger than Artemis himself, with slick black hair, and pale blue eyes. He was wearing an equally pale blue polo shirt, and crisp blue jeans.

When Artemis walked up to the men, the teenager started talking instantly.

"Hello, are you Artemis Fowl?" the boy continued talking as soon as Artemis nodded his head. "I'm Dick Grayson, and this is Alfred."

The man revealed himself to definitely be British when he spoke with a strong accent.

"Good day, Master Fowl."

"We're taking you to Wayne Manor, since Bruce had a last-minute meeting, so he couldn't be here. I'm his son."

Dick said this all very clearly, and said the last sentence as an afterthought.

Artemis was about to say something to the boy in front of him when Butler swiftly walked past him to commence a weapons check on Dick and Alfred. While the old British butler was compliant, Dick looked a bit annoyed. The moment quickly passed, though, and minutes later Alfred was driving an expensive limo with Butler sitting next to him, and Artemis and Dick were sitting next to each other in the back seat.

This would be normal if both boys weren't intelligent sons of rich men. This was very interesting situation because of these facts.

"Is it true that Gotham has a lot of crime?"

"Yeah, but we're protected."

Dick's answer, sounding so sure, puzzled Artemis.

"Protected? By who?"

Dick, who was looking out the car window, turned back to Artemis.

"We're protected by Batman and Robin. They protect the city."

Artemis had not heard of any 'Batman' or 'Robin' in any of his research, and found Dick's total trust in these mysterious people slightly ridiculous.

"Who? Also, why are you so sure these people will protect you? Or even can?"

Dick looked very annoyed by Artemis' questions.

"Batman and Robin. Haven't you heard of them? They protect the city at night. They've brought down all of the villains at least once. The villains just keep escaping, though. So Batman and Robin are almost always working. There is hardly a night that you can't see the Batsignal in the sky."

"But who are they?"

"No one knows. They keep their identities secret, and for good reason. If any of the town's criminals found out who they are, Batman and Robin would be doomed."

"…Okay. I can guess that Batman is an adult, but what about this Robin person?"

Dick suddenly looked a little more annoyed, if that was possible.

"Robin is a boy. He's around my age. But he's really talented. He's not called 'Boy Wonder' for nothing."

Artemis scooted away slightly from Dick, who was starting to look rather defensive for some reason.

"So… Robin is a sort of say, sidekick?"

"HE'S BATMAN'S PARTNER! NOT SIDEKICK!"

Just then, the car stopped in front of the impressive Wayne Manor. The door opened to reveal a worried Alfred.

"Master Dick, I heard yelling. Is anything wrong?"

Dick took a few deep breathes, then smiled.

"Nothing Alfred. Just having a discussion with Artemis. Let's get inside the manor. It's starting to get dark."

Dick quickly jumped out of the car, leaving a slightly confused Artemis behind. His head was full of questions.

Who were these Batman and Robin? Why did they protect Gotham? And, above all, why had Dick gotten so defensive when Artemis had called Robin a sidekick?

Artemis didn't know the answer to any of these questions. But he would soon.

Though Dick Grayson had said that Bruce Wayne had had a 'last minute meeting', in reality the meeting was not Bruce's, but Batman's.

This was how Batman found himself at Arkham Asylum, discussing the latest escape, and the person who escaped.

Unfortunately for the workers of the asylum, news of who escaped made the Bat very angry at them.

It was a no-brainer why he was upset, though. It was the Joker that escaped.

And if that wasn't bad enough, the Dark Knight seemed to have a slight obsession with keeping the Clown Prince of Crime behind bars.

In other words, Batman was very, very unhappy.

Taking a deep breath, the masked man spoke.

"Okay…. What exactly happened?"

The workers started shuffling nervously, as if none of them wanted to explain the break-out. This was a bad sign. When one of the workers spoke, Batman prepared himself to feel his temper rise.

"Well….. He was sort.. laughing insanely, and it was really bothering the other patients… Some of them are very fragile… So I sent Ben to sedative him… But when Ben opened the door, the Joker rushed him, and knocked Ben unconscious…. And the Joker sort… ran out of the building…."

Batman started grinding his teeth.

"Where were the guards?"

"… It was lunch break."

The man talking to Batman smiled sheepishly at the hero, trying not to notice the very dark glare being sent his way.

A moment later, Batman's glare was moved to a petit woman when she started talking.

"Mr. Batman, we didn't mean to let him go. He was too powerful."

This did not help their cases at all, and everyone but the woman realized that right before the Dark Knight started yelling.

"You DIDN'T MEAN TO? Do you realize how dangerous that sad excuse of a man is? He kills people when he's bored! He finds pain amusing! And you 'didn't mean' to let him go? I would hope not!"

After taking a few very deep breathes, Batman turned towards the door, his cape billowing behind him. When he got to his destination, the Dark Knight turned back to the workers and spoke.

"I'll be on the look-out for the Joker. He won't be free for long."

With that said, Batman left. Soon, the Batmobile could be seen driving away from the metal gates of the asylum.

Meanwhile, in one of the dark corners of Gotham, the Joker's grin grew. With a dark sparkle in his red eyes, the Clown Prince of Crime spoke softly, but it sounded deadly.

"Everything is ready. Look out, Batsy."

Yep. There it is. This story's second chapter. Lety's see what reviews it has gotten!

Pichichala123: Really, I wrote that chapter awhile ago. I'm pretty sure my character representation gets better as it goes on. As for your question, I would never write a slash. Even more so with Artemis and Robin. The story just focuses more on them later on, so I decided to put them as the main characters.

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