Here is the next chapter. Read and Review please.
Alfred walked towards the building owned by James Gordon. He then knocked. Sitting at a desk was James' assistant, Sokka (Avatar). Naturally Sokka said only one thing. "Come in." Alfred entered and walked towards the desk.
"A letter for Mr. Gordon from Dr. Wayne. Make sure he gets it, won't you?" insisted Alfred.
Sokka merely looked at the envelope.
"Very well. I'll see to it." replied Sokka.
Alfred left the building. Sokka then entered knocked on James' office door which not waiting for a answer, entered. This caused James to look up from his work.
"A letter for you sir. Personal from Dr. Wayne." stated Sokka.
"Thank you Sokka." Said James.
James opened the envelope and read the contents in shock! He could not believe what he was reading. It could not have been true. Or could it?
"Good grief!" exclaimed James in horror.
"What on earth's the matter sir?" asked Sokka.
"This is Wayne's last will and testament! He's left everything to a complete stranger...a certain Jack Naiper." replied James.
"Naiper?" repeated Sokka.
Now this was most certainly a mystery. Who was this man? Where did he come from? What did he have to do with Wayne? When did he meet Wayne? Why would he be Wayne's sole heir?
One night when walking home, a twelve-year old girl named Kara (Di-Gata Defenders) was walking home. It just so happened that she was a daughter of a rival of Wayne's. Suddenly a menacing shadow fell across the wall behind her. She didn't notice and walked down an alley way. Suddenly, Kara heard laughter. She paused for a moment, looked behind her and saw nothing! She then let out a cry as white skinned, grinning ghoul grabbed her.
What news was the next morning. "Young Girl Murdered! Mystery Killer disappears again!" James heard it all while on a walk with his cousin Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century).
"Did you hear that, Sherlock? Another murder. When will it all end?" asked James.
"Goodness knows. The police seem powerless. The brute seems to vanish into thin air. Not even a clue." replied Sherlock.
"Yes, shocking business." Said James.
"Have you ever noticed that door before?" asked Sherlock.
Sherlock pointed towards a wooden door that looked out of place at the building it was attached to.
"Yes, why do you ask?" asked James.
"There was a nasty incident one night. I was coming home late, stopped at the pub to warm up." narrated Sherlock.
Sherlock was in a jolly looking pub. Music was playing. People were having a good time. What could have gone wrong? As it happened an old man who was getting ready to leave reached for the door and leapt in the Joker!
"Get out of my way!" said Joker to the old man.
Everyone watched as he grabbed a chair in one hand, the old man in another and placed him in the chair without even looking tired. This caused much laughter from the Joker as he had done it as if he was trying to kill the old man. This made the old man tired from the shock from all that had happened. This brought angry glares from many of the people in the pub. A young waitress walked towards the Joker with a tray in her hand that had two drinks on it.
"Two beers, lovely!" demanded Joker.
The Joker hit her playfully with his walking-stick. This however caused the waitress to cry out in pain. This only caused the Joker to laugh however.
"Bottoms up!" said Joker.
He then used his walking stick to knock the tray out of the waitress' hands. This caused the glares from everyone to become even more angry.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" asked the bartender.
The joker then grabbed the waitress.
"Stop me if you dare." said the Joker in defiance.
This caused all of the men in the pub to come towards him. The Joker backed away towards the open door and when the men got close enough he threw the waitress at them! The Joker then fled all the way with the mob behind him.
"We almost chased him to that door, where he disappeared." finished Sherlock.
"But that house-", started James.
"That house is belongs to a monster who would attack women and old men. A devil of a man! I saw him do it myself!" said Sherlock.
"You must be mistaken." replied James.
"No, there's no mistake." stated Sherlock.
"What do you know of this fiend you speak of?" asked James.
"A evil creature, he has a fearful face and cares little for his fellow man!" replied Sherlock.
"Do you know his name?" asked James.
"Yes, I found out later by chance. It's Jack Naiper!" replied Sherlock.
"Jack Naiper!" gasped James in horror.
"Yes, Naiper! Not much of a name either?" asked Sherlock.
"Sherlock, it could be the name of the very devil himself!" replied James.
James now knew something of Wayne's heir. But why would it be Jack Naiper?
That is the conclusion to this chapter. Wait until next week for James' search to unravel the mystery of Jack Naiper and the thoughts of Bruce Wayne.
