Chapter 2:

Queenie was not surprised when Riddler called her cell the next morning, gleefully announcing that his fantastic plan would be put into action instantly. Nor was she surprised that Query and Echo were in his office when she arrived. She could do with more surprises in her life but that would have to wait. She went over and perched on the arm of his armchair as she did often. The other two stood close but not too close to avoid getting hit when he lashed out, when things didn't go his way. Five large monitors flickered to life in front of them. In each one there was five people, all lying unconscious in five separate rooms. "Ladies, meet my test subjects." The lights turned on in their rooms, revealing the horrors within. "And let the test begin in…5…4…3…2…1…" The people began to wake up, confused and then terrified.

He flicked a switch on the intercom and began, "good morning, ladies and gents." They began to frantically look around for the source of the voice. "Each one of you has to solve a puzzle to escape from your room. There are a few simple rules to make sure the process goes smoothly."

A balding middle aged man stood up, "and what if we don't follow your rules!" He shouted.

Riddler chuckled, "then you will be killed. Fail to solve the puzzle and you will be killed. You have one hour. Do not disappoint me." He flicked the intercom off and faced the girls, "what do you think? Good right?"

"Yes" Echo and Query said at the same time.

Riddler rolled his eyes, "Domino?"

"It's fantastic, I wonder how many will survive." Riddler smiled, see that was the kind of answers he needed.

In the end, nobody survived. The puzzles too hard and the weight of death resting upon their shoulders were too much. Now each room was coated red and the clock was resting on zero. Domino wasn't fazed by their tortuous deaths, more disappointed. The riddles weren't that difficult to figure out when you really looked. The monitors were silent. She could hear the steady beat of his heart.

"Riddler!" He jumped and so did Domino. They turned to the last screen, Batman was glaring up into the camera. She could hear his heart beating faster and faster. Domino scrambled out of the way as Riddler got off his chair and leant right forward towards the screen, turning the intercom back on. "Batman! What a pleasant surprise! And by pleasant I mean horrible and surprise I mean completely expected."

"Hey Batboy, long time no see!" Domino thrilled.

"So you're still working for him?" He growled.

"Just because you work alone, doesn't mean EVERYBODY ELSE DOES!" He screamed the last part then he began to chuckle, "riddle me this, riddle me that," he sang, "the man who invented it doesn't want it, the man who brought it doesn't need it and the man who needs it doesn't know, what is it?"

"I don't have time for this! You've killed 5 innocent people! There will be justice!"

"Come onnnnn, the answer is right in front of you! Just look!" He sang with a touch of impatience in his voice.

"No Riddler." And he put his gloved hand over the camera, there was a smash and the whole screen went black.

"How dare he! The answer was right there!" He looked mad and the girls backed away several steps. "He's running everything!" He knocked the intercom and it clattered loudly to floor. There was a loud bang and they all flew backwards. When Domino opened her eyes, it was dark and smoking. She coughed, trying to see any of the others but all she could see was heavy smoke. "Riddler…" she called out weakly, coughing again. She felt large hands roughly drag her up. She coughed, this smoke was really bad. The hands belonged to Batman, he grabbed her hands and twisted them behind her back where he locked them in handcuffs. "Fuck…" she muttered.

The police force were waiting outside, Batman dragged Domino and Riddler out and pushed them into the van. "Find the answer yet?!" Riddler shouted as Batman walked towards his Batmobile. Domino rolled her eyes, why couldn't he just give it up? "It's a coffin." She muttered, her head was pounding and she didn't appreciate him screaming at Batman to answer the riddle. He turned to her, glaring at her. Within moments, his hands were free and he slapped her around the face. "That wasn't yours to answer!" The police grabbed him and wrestled him into a straightjacket. Now her headache was just worsening. "Ass" she snapped. He slumped against the side as the doors slammed shut and the engine revered up. They began driving over the cobbled street. There were no windows, it didn't matter. They knew where they were going. There was only one place. Arkham.