OK final part of this little story of mine! Hope you liked it!

I don't own Batman or Harvey...

What Batman dose in my story yeah he'd never do this I know...but it's my story!

Finally he was coming! Batman would finally come. I could get my revenge, for my Rachel.

I told him to meet me in the place were my one love had died. I kidnapped a few people just to make sure he'd come.

I had made sure to block the exits when he came. Just to make sure he stayed.

He came all right.

"Let them go Harvey." He demanded walking onto the scene.

I flinched. "Don't call me that name!" I yelled turning to face him. "I let them go when you admit you let Rachel die!"

"I tried to..." He began.

"You let her die!" I yelled walking up to him holding a small pocket knife. "You let her die...Because you weak..."

He glared at me, then grabbed my shoulders. He flung me away from him. "Don't you ever call me weak Harvey. If anyone weak it's you!"

"I told you not to call me that!" I yelled running up to him sticking the knife in his chest. "Harvey Dent is dead! The only one here now is Two-Face!"

Batman staggered backward into the kidnapped group. I watched to group flea. The only person that mattered was the Batman.

I watched him reach his hand to the knife and pull it out. "I know what it's like to loose a loved one Harvey...I lost the woman I loved..." He turned away from me.

"Liar!" I yelled at him. I pulled a a set of matches out of my back pocket. "You have no clue what I'm going through!"

I went to walked past him and flicked the matches. I set the floor ablaze. It was a perfect ring around us.

I picked up a gun from the floor and faced him, He was gone.

"Were are you!" I spun around. "There's no were to run. If you do you'll end up just like me! You'll end up looking like a freak! "

I shot into the rafters. No luck.

"I know your in there Harvey! You have to fight what your becoming...if you don't you'll lose your self..."

"Don't call me that name!" I spun around and shot at random. None of the shots hit.

He jumped down from his hiding spot. He snuck up behind me and kicked me to the floor. He turned me around and placed his foot on my chest to keep me in my current spot.

I struggled against him. It was no use. We were close to the flames.

"Harvey..."

I froze. His voice didn't sound all gruff and tough anymore. It sounded almost human. Almost like...no it wasn't possible!

I watched him pull his hand up to his mask. I watched him as he pulled off his mask. Dark hair and dark eye's. I'd seen those eyes before. No it couldn't be!

"Bruce!" I struggled and managed to get his foot off of me. I quickly stood up shaking my head. "No...no! You would have not let her die!"

I backed away from him. I turned away, I didn't want to look at him. It's his fault Rachel was dead. He could have saved her, but he didn't.

"Harvey...your as much to blame for Rachel's death as I am...we are both at fault!"

I turned and faced him. "Don't you dare put me on the same level as you!"

I lifted the gun up and aimed it at his face. Batman couldn't be killed but Bruce Wayne could.

"Harvey don't..." I heard a voice yell out. It was all in my head but it sounded to real. The voice was female.

"Who...?" I began out loud.

"Oh come now Harvey you don't remember me?"

I looked at Bruce. "Your doing this aren't you!" I yelled. "Stop! Make it stop!"

I charged toward him. He side stepped me. I ran head long into the flames. I fell to the floor screaming in pain.

I felt Bruce close to me. I spun my head around and faced him. It wasn't Bruce that I was looking at it was Batman.

His hands met my chest and he pushed me off the edge.

It felt like forever. I was a falling to my death. The wind had killed the flames around me. I was ugly on the outside, all of me was now.

I wasn't good to Begin with.

I should have known this is what you get for being good.

I felt something get me in the back. I watched that something push it way out through my chest. It was a pipe. I had been impaled.

I could feel the same feeling with my head to. The back of my skull to my blind eye.

After that nothing...I knew...this is what its like to be dead...your alone...

I've seen both sides of the coin.

I've lived long enough to see myslef become the villan.

Commissioner Gordon quickly ran across the DO NOT CROSS tape.

"Were is he?" He asked.

A police officer pointed to a body. It was stuck on some construction polls that had been stuck in the ground. It's arms were outstretched, blood was every were. The body was burnt but it was still recognizable. The victims eye's were hallow and lifeless. A twisted smile, Half of it was a grimace the other half looked crazed.

Gordon turned away. "Are you sure it's him?" He asked the officer.

"It's him Commissioner." A dark figure walked up to him.

"Batman...It's Harvey..." Gordon said. "I know it's Harvey...but why?"

"He did it for revenge...but his revenge ate him alive and turned him into this..." Batman lifted his hand up and pointed to Harvey's body.

"Some one must have put him up to this." Gordon said not fully convinced Harvey was at fault.

"All it takes is a little push off the edge Commissioner." Batman said.

Gordon shook his head. "But I don't think..." He turned to face Batman. He was gone.
"Always dose that..."

Batman watched to crime scene unfold from his hiding spot.

Harvey was the purist of the pure and look how easy it was for Joker to manipulate him.

He had taken Gothams white knight and panted him an ugly color.

Corrupted him till he broke, and when he broke he shattered.

Ta-DA! I hope you all liked it.

I was thinking of doing some story's for the other villains...good idea bad idea?

Yeah yeah i know Batsy would never ever take his mask off...but...