"Don't worry, kitten." The Penguin looked at the young woman before him. "You're doing the right thing."

"You're just lucky that I had to actually go to Egypt for the dig." Selina glared at him. "What kind of training will this involve?"

"Since you've had training in the past, nothing too rigorous for you." He replied.

"Although you may get a few bruises here and there." The Joker sat across from them on the small private flight. "Sleepless nights, picture everything you hate."

"We know that this bat has had some extensive and intense instruction concerning the art of combat, therefore you must have stronger and more elaborate sessions than he has had." Penguin explained.

"So you think you have the ability to do this in three weeks?" She questioned. "To take everything that I have learned in years and advance it to a level of destruction?"

"I do."

"And in time for Mister Wayne to see you without any bruises or marks." Selina turned to the Joker sharply and with a death stare. "Slow down there, kitty cat, I didn't mean to ruffle your fur."

"You don't have to have me followed." She sneered at Penguin.

"I'm afraid we do, at least for the time being."

"Why?"

"To make sure you're not going to run to the police or Batman."

"I would never run to Batman." The malice upon her lips was evidence that she was not lying and would potentially hurt anyone that questioned it, even the Joker didn't make a remark. "Or the police for that matter."

"Glad to hear it." Penguin nodded.

"Where's Two Face?" She questioned looking around the enclosed area of the plane.

"He'll meet us up in Egypt." He replied. "Mr. Two Face has some places to secure with some of our men before we leave Gotham to Batman, completely."

"Why so curious, kitty cat?" The Joker laughed a bit. "Getting tired of the handsome prince of Gotham so soon? Want a man with half a face instead?"

"Go back to jail." Selina gave him a look of disgust.

"Don't worry." His smile grew larger. "I will."

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"Come on!" Two Face sat on the hood of the car as he watched his players gather the diamonds from the new shipment and into the commercial truck before them. "Batman is going to be here any minute and you're moving like shitty little turtles! Let's get a move on people!"

The search for this damned diamond wasn't running so smoothly. Ever since they had caught word that the diamond had a possibility of being slipped between normal shipments of diamonds there was a nonstop hunt. With the Blood Diamond being so close it was inevitable that they could possibly get a hold of it. That diamond would be a chance of a lifetime. Even if the diamond was missing from a shipment, they still received millions of dollars worth of diamonds.

"Sir!" A bearded man came forward, in a slight panic. "I think I heard something!"

"What'd I tell you?" Two Face rolled his mismatched eyes. "Get moving!"

The workers scrambled about even more, not wanting to get caught up by the masked demon. Even if he didn't truly kill it was the silence that scared people, the uncertainty of what he might do. A strangled shout was heard from the darkest corner of the van they were moving the diamonds into. A chilling pause went throughout the group, wondering who was going to let out the next alarming sound.

"Find Batman!" Two Face shouted to the terrified group. "Kill him! Make it easier on yourselves!"

Each man had turned to the spot where the scream had been heard and they went closer to it. They aimed their guns and opened fire. With the noise level at the highest level, they had missed that someone came up behind them and began to take them out with an ease that they feared even more than uncertainty. Batman moved through them, taking them down man by man and when one was alerted to his presence and they stepped him to take him down, he simply rid of them too.

The last man stood there, screaming, opening fire with his automatic where he thought Batman probably lay dead. He had failed to look behind him or beside him to notice that each of his colleagues was lying on the ground. After the last round and no longer able to shoot, he turned to face the thing he thought dead.

"You missed." Batman punched him, and again to assure that he wouldn't be waking for a while.

Walking out of the packed vehicle, Batman was unsure if there were going to be more men or just Two Face. He prepared himself for both and simply walked out, waiting for the moment to strike. There was a brief pause, because no one was there. However, a car stood waiting. He knew who and what was in that car and waited.

A gunshot sounded and Batman leaped out of the way, out onto the gravel, only to be affronted by numerous men grinning insanely, wanting to beat this masked man to a pulp. In an instant they were upon him, thrashing about like wild men hoping to only strike at the man and let someone else take over. But this tactic failed miserably and each one seemed to follow in their predecessor's bruises.

Batman turned on the car, its headlights on, making it hard to view practically anything. The engine revved, giving a threatening sound to the man in front. Nothing happened, each waiting for the other to make a move. Suddenly the car sped forward and Batman leapt onto the car. He reached for the deformed driver, but backed away when Two Face skidded alongside the wall. So instead, he punched through the glass and came face to half faced with the man that had loved the same woman Bruce Wayne had loved not too long ago.

"Bats are part of the rodent family." Two Face shouted above the noise of the engine. "You know what humans do with rodents? We kill them!" He pressed farther down on the gas.

Batman turned and saw him heading straight for a brick building. Turning back to face the driver again, he fell to the wayside, and letting the man slam into the building. He watched as the car burst into flames upon hitting the wall.

People began to gather around the flames, watching and wondering who had done this. Getting up on unsteady feet, Batman quickly moved into a dark alley, not wanting any kind of publicity for this or any unneeded blame. He had not seen Two Face get out or even try to escape his fate, but he noticed a figure across the other alley make a sudden movement to run when his eyes spotted him. Batman had no choice but to go after this tattered man running down the dark alleyway. Instead of simply running he caught a building ledge and decided it would be best to catch the man from higher up, and it would cause less of an unsettled public.

He heard the distant cries of the people below and the wailing of the police siren, but he was determined to end this chase with Two Face. This was enough. Again he saw the man running in the alley and swooped down to catch him. They fell with each other, and quickly rolled away. Getting up rather fast they stared at the other in hatred.

"Why?" Two Face shouted. "Why won't you die?"

Batman went forward to hit him and attempt to subdue him. Leave him for Gordon to deal with.

"Go ahead!" There was an underlying meaning to the pain. "Hit me! Punch me! Push me into the wall! Kill me for all I care!"

He stopped and waited, watching him.

"You fucking bastard!" His unharmed side, showed anguish. "You picked me! Why the hell would you pick me?"

Batman remained silent. Nothing could be said, what had happened, happened. No happy face, just makings of something that had turned the face of good Gotham into a greedy, unfulfilled lunatic.

"You know what?" He kept going. "Fuck your symbols! Fuck your faces, and fuck you!"

A gun was whipped out and shot straight at Batman but luckily he moved and it grazed his shoulder. Another shot, still dogged. Another shot, and another, until Two Face had finally shot Batman. He ran away to a spare car that waited for him on the other side of the alley to a plane that left for Egypt.

Fear not the next chapter is longer and things start to get even more interesting after that ;) Thank you for all the reviews and I hope you guys are enjoying it!! I always enjoy feedback :)

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