Out with the old in with the new.


The old rogues were gone, which meant it left quite a big gap in the criminal underworld that needed to be filled and who should promptly step up to the challenge of such a thing, but the younger rogues, the one's who had been trained, some from very young ages, by the rogues to be even better and eventually do the very thing they were doing now, being super criminals.

Of course, despite the insistence that, they were retired, the older rogues would occasionally lend a hand.

For the Frights, Jonathan would make fear toxin, for Enigma, Edward would design traps and for Penelope, Oswald would use his various contacts in the underworld if she needed something at some particular time that required selling.

In all though, the rogues, the new ones, weren't doing too bad at carrying on the tradition of cause chaos ask questions later, for Enigma though that was the other way round and one question she would very much like answering now was why in the hell was the monochrome clown doing in her hideout?!

"Jester?!" she snapped at the black and white young woman suddenly sprung up from lying on the sofa in the hideout, hair tussled and nose slightly swollen as well as a few more cuts and bruises.

"Oh, hey E!" she grinned and waved at her friend like she did when they were teenagers. "Sorry, just needed a place ta crash, ya don't mind do ya?"

Enigma raised an eyebrow. "No of course not, help yourself, make yourself at home," she grumbled sarcastically, which seemed to bounce straight off Jester.

"Okay, thanks E, I knew I could count on ya!"

"I was being sarcastic!"

Jester frowned. "Oh… well… you could've made it a bit more obvious ya know?"

Enigma took a calming breath and ran a hand down her face. Jester seemed to have not changed one little bit. To be fair, she probably came here because she missed her and she had every right. Enigma hand't exactly had much time for a social life, her work taking up her time, but really it was very important and dear god she sounded like her father.

A shiver ran up her spine at that thought so instead she decided to change subject. "What even happened?"

"Huh?"

"You are aware that you look like you've been through a hedge trimmer, yes?"

"Nah, head trimmers make much more of a mess," Jester shook her head. "Trust me, I know. I mean, I never knew how much blood was in a person's skull or how useful gardening tools are when ya want to mess someone up. I can do amazing things with a lawn mower!"

"I don't want to know," Enigma muttered. Granted her traps weren't any better but… that took extreme gardening to a whole new level.

"Pesticide's pretty useful too ya know!"

"What happened to your face?!"

Jester blinked and shrugged slightly, pushing her wild hair into some form of order. "Family dispute, me and sis fell out again."

"Why, what body part did she decide to damage this time?"

"Oh ha-ha," Jester rolled her eye, before she pointed at her purple eyepatch. "Look at that! That's when she lost her temper on halloween, she took my frigging eye!"

"Yes I remember, it was gross."

"Wanna see the hole it's left?" Jester grinned.

Enigma's face went to a look of no emotion as she stared back at her friend. "I have no desire to see the empty space that is your skull."

"Ya know, I reckon if I look close enough in the mirror I can actually see my brain!"

"Wait, you mean… you actually have one?"

Jester punched her arm and glared as Enigma grinned, laughing back at her.

"Very funny clever-clogs," she stuck her tongue out at her. "You try loosing an eye, it does stuff to ya."

"Clearly."

There was silence for a moment as they both stared at each other, both studying silently. They'd both changed, Enigma was aware of that. Gotham had changed too but not quite as much as they had. Jester was still not very tall, but she'd lost the baby fat on her face, clearly the look of an adult now in her twenties, still young though. Her general outfit though was composed of black and white punk with a clownish appeal to it, still wearing that J chocker she always wore, it seemed she'd have that with her until the very day she died.

Enigma herself had changed, she'd certainly gone for a more cyber goth in her older years, her black hair with the green stripe running through it hung on one side of her face while the other side was shaved to be quite short. She'd also gone for a more stealth approach in costume design, using more black with accents of green for her look.

Finally Jester spoke and broke the silence.

"You've changed."

"So have you."

"Not as much as you."

"That's a fair assessment I suppose."

Jester smirked. "What does ya mum think of the new hair cut?"

Enigma grinned at her and shrugged. "She did it for me, so I think that means she likes it."

"Has Eddie seen it yet?"

"Dear god no. What do you think my dad's gonna think? Or say, for that matter?"

The monochrome clown tilted her head and smirked. "Oh I can think of a few things."

"Yes and none of them would be complimentary I can assure you."

"Heh," Jester rubbed the back of her neck and giggled before doing a poor imitation of Edward's voice. "You took my good name and made a market for teenage angst! Look at the hair, the costume! Where's the style and sophistication!"

Enigma laughed. "Yeah you're right, he'd probably say that, but hey, what he doesn't know won't kill him," she wrapped an arm around Jester shoulders as Jester wrapped her's around Enigma's waist as the two girls began to walk towards the door of the hideout.

"Ha that's true!"

"I do have one question though."

"Yeah?"

Enigma gave her a serious look. "How the hell did you get past the booby traps?"

Jester giggled and wiped an imaginary tear from her eye she had left. "Ha. You said traps."

"Focus."

"Sorry."

"So?"

"Take your own advice, E. What ya don't know won't kill ya'."

THE END.


Note: Yeah first request! :D The request was either my OCs or some of the Bat family and whilst I will do the bat family soon I haven't quite gotten some of their characters down and ready enough to write just yet, but they will be definitely making an appearance.
Anyway here we have Jester and Enigma. Girls are all grown up and fully fledged rogues, how about that, but I guess some things never change and their friendship is certainly that :P

More requests and reviews, likes and follows guys :D I know the Arkham boards are pretty much dead, but hopefully they will come back to popularity since I have heard rumours about a new Arkham game set after Arkham Origins which would be nice since that game was set 8 years before Arkham Asylum and I think it would be really interesting to see how Gotham fell and how the rogue's became more and more deranged over the years. :)

Anyway until next time! :D