"What the hell? It's Batman! You're not supposed to be out, it's daytime!" A drug dealer cried as I attacked him and his crew.

"Think again." I growled. I dove on him, yanking him in the air with one hand. His crew fled. I slammed the dealer into a wall, cracking it. I didn't waste the effort chasing his crew though. I would only be able to get one, maybe two of them.

It was about 10:00 am and I still hadn't received a call from Rā's. I didn't like not knowing what he had planned, but he was ahead of me. Alfred had sent me all the documents he and Bruce had in the League, but I still was no closer to finding out their plans than before.

Finally, I received a call from an unknown number.

"Ra's." I said coldly, "What do I have to do?"

"Detective, you're getting ahead of yourself." He said humorously, "Who said we are continuing our little trial? You did fail to save all the Gordon's."

"I saved Barbara. That was the goal, right?"

"Touché, my Friend."

"I'm not your friend."

He laughed.

"I think of you as a dear friend, Detective." He told me, "You will come to think of me as such as well, I believe. But enough of that. Ready for your next challenge?"

"Talk."

"I believe you have met Harley Quinn? Well, she is in trouble, and you need to save her."

"Why?"

"You will have to figure that out on your own. You are supposed to be the World's Greatest Detective, after all. Just be sure to hurry. The clock is ticking, Detective."

He hung up. I sighed. I was not looking forward to seeing Quinn again. I wasn't sure how I felt about her, but I also couldn't forget about her, because of the bite mark shaped scar she had left on my chest from our brief sexual fling.

Did I regret what we shared? No, I did not. My regret with Quinn was that I didn't help her when I totally could have. I sighed, and grappled up to a building. The Bat-Armor was hot during the daytime. I suppose I had never accounted for that, it being only night when I was Batman. I was lucky it was only springtime and not summer yet, otherwise I would've been boiling.

How was I gonna find her? Think Batman…

Shit, did I just refer to myself as Batman?

Just then, an idea popped into my mind. Amusement Mile. With the Joker having disappeared more than 7 years ago, that was probably the only part of the city that had become more chaotic. It had become overgrown with trees and vines. My guess is that Poison Ivy had taken over. There were probably still some of the Joker's gang there, but I shuddered to think about what other horrors were hiding in that Jungle-like wasteland.

As I made my way over, I definitely drew some attention. People weren't used to seeing Batman during the day. It was a very rare occurrence, and it hadn't happened since I had become Batman.

"Sir." I heard Alfred saying over comms, "It appears you're drawing a lot of attention to yourself. Has Ra's made contact yet?"

"I need to save Quinn. I have a hunch that she's in Amusement Mile. I need something to help me search that jungle."

"I know that Napalm is handy for burning jungles." Alfred joked.

"I don't want to start any part of the city on fire." I told him. "I need something smaller, more controlled."

"Let's see… i suppose I will send you a machete, since that seems to be the best thing that will work without burning the city down."

"Great. I am sending you my current route. Have the Bat-jet drop it off as close as you can to amusement mile. I don't want to be carrying a machete around through the streets."

The jungle was thick. It was too think for the Bat-armor, but I really didn't have much of a choice at this point. I had to hurry. I didn't know how much longer I had to save Quinn.

I stopped for a bit of a rest in a clearing. I didn't even really know where she was, or even how to track her. I had to think of a way to find her…

"Oracle," I said to the AI, "Scan left pectoral area."

"Scanning…"

I thought of a way, but it was a huge stretch.

"Reconstruct the teeth that made the scar."

"Reconstructing weapon."

A pair of holographic teeth popped up on my HUD.

"Alfred, I'm sending you some dental scans. Could you scan all active Amusement Mile security cameras to see if you can find anyone whose dental records match this?"

"As you wish, Master Daniel. This may take a while though…"

"We don't have any choice. This is our only lead."

I didn't think I would ever be thankful for the bite mark Quinn had left me during our brief sexual relationship while I was on the Suicide Squad. I had given her one too. We'd done it so we wouldn't forget. It had worked. Every time I took my shirt off, I thought of her.

"Sir," I heard Alfred chime in. It was a lot faster than I thought, "I have found Miss Quinzel. But you may not like where she is."

"Send me the location." I ordered.

She was at an old tenement building. Specifically, the one where my Mother had been murdered by the Joker. Ra's had planned this. There was no way it was a coincidence. I stood up to head that direction, but a shot fired, and glanced off my armor.

I spun toward the shooter, bu saw nothing. Another shot went off, nailing me in the back of the head, but glancing off the armor still. I dropped a few smoke bombs, then activated infrared vision on the cowl. I saw the outline of a man, running through the jungle. I grabbed a gadget from my belt, a pair of bolas, and tossed them towards him. They wrapped around his legs.

I sprang from the clearing and caught him, lifting him high into the air. Deadshot.

"What are you doing here?" I roared. Without saying a word, he aimed both of his wrist pistols at me and unloaded both clips. The shots bounced off my armor.

"Damn you, Batman!" He yelled. I socked him in the face. Not a great way to treat my former teammate, but he started it.

"Save your ammo! I'll ask you again, what are you doing here?"

"Same thing as you, probably!" He yelled, "Looking for Harley Quinn. Some guy told me to kill you, or he would kill her, but I figured it would be easier to look for her than to kill you."

I set him down on his feet. Why would he be looking for her?

"I wasn't aware that you cared for her or anyone but yourself." I said.

"I don't. Consider it a… professional courtesy. She's saved my ass a good amount of times."

"Help me find her then. We can do this together."

"Why? You just wanna lock her up again. I'm not gonna help you do that!"

"Lawton, what's more important here? We are better together. You know that!"

He gave me a weird look. It was just then I realized that I was in the Batman suit, but talking like I was Dayhound. He started to walk away, but I called out to him.

"Floyd! Wait!" I yelled. He slowly turned around, loading another clip into his gun. I sighed, and took off my mask.

"No damn way…" he said in complete shock, "You're that kid! The Dayhound! What the hell?"

"I need to find her, Lawton." I said seriously, "I… I do care about her. If Ra's kills her, I don't know what I will do. I won't take you back to Arkham after or anything. Just help me."

"I can't believe I'm saying this," he told me, extending a hand, "But you got yourself a deal, Batman."