Picking him self up off of the floor Bruce wiped the blood that was running down his cheek from a small cut from the smashing of the glass. He looked right at Jabber standing there as he was watched at by his crimson red eyes almost as if they were staring right into his soul. "I'll ask you one time Bruce were is she," Jabber said in his deep distorted voice. "Look to your left on the ground you did that," Bruce replied. As Jabber looked to his left he saw the skeleton. He collapsed on his knees he pulled of his helmet and it hit the ground with a thud and rolled away until it hit a small pile of rocks.
He crawled over to the skeleton grabbing it in his arm he sat there rocking it back and forth. Bruce walked over to him slowly and said, " It's okay it isn't your fault." "Your right," he replied, "It isn't my fault it's your fault." His voice sounded normal now but as if it was filled with rage. "You don't have to do this," Bruce said slowly approaching him trying to make him feel better. "Yes I do i have to do this she would be fine if you left her alone," Jabber said turning into a swarm of birds slamming into Bruce and picking him up and dragging him out of the bat cave.
Bruce was thrown down onto the grass he tumbled in the dirt until he came to an abrupt sto tree trunk. The swarm of birds circled around a large rock before forming back into Jabber. His hood was down and his cloak was lightly flapping in the wind. He faced away from Bruce and all he could make out was a head of curly brown hair. He turned around to face Bruce and he realized that Jabber had a large cut across the length of his face. "Do you not remember me Bruce," He asked. "I can't say that I do," He replied. "Three years ago me and my friends tried to help you protect Gotham, but you didn't like that did you huh Batman is the protecter of gotham no body is aloud to help it is only your city isn't it," He said. "I never said that you and your friends just took things to far you practically killed two dozen people," Bruce said. "We tried to help you and you repay us by permanently scarring my face, killing two of my friends and poisoning the other one," Jabber said. "It wasn't my fault it was two face," Bruce said. "Me and my friends had it under control we would have gotten him and you stopped us," He replied. "You weren't going to stop him you were gonna shoot him," Bruce said. "yeah like i said we were gonna stop him but you had to interfere," He yelled jumping off of the rock and charging at Bruce. Bruce threw a batterang sticking him in the face and causing his cheek to bleed. He put his hand to his face touching the blood. Turning into a swarm of birds he slammed Bruce to the ground and reformed into his human shape. He started slamming Bruce in the face with his fistsBruce tried to fight back but it was no use. Jabber looked Bruce in the face seeing blood seeping from his nose and running down his face.
"Just kill me already," Bruce said. "No, I won't kill you I will make you suffer," He replied as he reached into his boot pulling out a large knife. He stuck the knife deep into Bruce's cheek and drug it along the length slicing his face open. Jabber sat there watching as the moon light gleamed off of the dark red blood. "An Eye for and Eye," Jabber said as he got up off of Bruce and walked away. Bruce sat there struggling to gain the strength to get back up. He looked over to his left and saw him walking away. As Bruce slowly lost his vision due to the blood soaking into his eyes he thought that is was it the end as the moonlight slowly dimmed and The Jabber appeared to grow smaller as he gained distance and then the darkness took over.