The Ghost of You
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman Begins or The Dark Knight
Chapter 7: Fireworks and Explosions
The Joker had nearly killed Harvey Dent, Amanda Morrison, and Rachel Dawes. But he wasn't done with them yet, he captured them one by one and tied them in different corners of Gotham. He had thought it through carefully. He had put Amanda and Harvey in a warehouse close far from the police station and Rachel even farther. There he sat in a dimly lit room, waiting to be questioned. The Batman had shown up in his usual fashion and went into the room. He put a chair on the door and asked him the one question he intended to ask.
"Where are they?" He asked.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." The Joker replied.
"Then where's Harvey Dent, Rachel Dawes, and Amanda Morrison?" He said.
"Oh, you mean them. Well, I'm not gonna tell you." The Joker replied with a shrug.
The Batman, angered, lifted him off of his chair and onto the tiled wall. It cracked underneath his weight, Jim had tried to get in but couldn't.
"Tell me where they are." The Batman said.
"You'll have to play my game but you only have a few minutes." Joker said.
"I don't have time for games. Tell me where they are, now." Batman repiled pinning the Joker against the glass window.
"Since you won't break your rule, I'll just tell you. Rachel's at 255 East and Harvey and Amanda are at the old factory." The Joker said. "But only two of them will live."
The Batman let him go and went out of the room. Gordon looked at him.
"What did he say?" Gordon asked.
"Rachel's at 255 East and Dent's at the old factory. I'm going after Rachel." The Batman said.
"Then we'll get Harvey." Gordon said.
Amanda and Harvey woke up tied up and surrounded by many barrels. They exchanged a glance then looked around seeing what they were surrounded by. These were explosives most likely or some flammable substance.
"Are you okay?" Harvey asked.
"Yeah. Are you?" Amanda said.
"I'll live." Harvey replied.
In front of Dent, there was a phone with timer reading 4:40. They both had started to panic but Amanda had started shaking. Someone was sobbing into a phone, and Harvey recognized it. It was Rachel.
"Rachel?" He said.
"Harvey? Where..." Rachel asked.
"I don't know." He replied.
"Look, Harvey, if we die I just want to say this. The answer is yes." Rachel said.
"No, we're not going to die. We'll all live." Harvey replied.
"Someone else is there, who is it?" Rachel asked.
"Amanda's here. She's okay though." Harvey said.
"Just talk both of us through it, she'll calm down." Rachel replied.
"It'll be okay. If I can get out of this rope." Harvey said. "I'll come find you and Bruce will find her."
Amanda seemed to be calming down and managed to find a knife in her pocket. She cut the ropes with a little effort while Dent had tried to escape. One of the barrels knocked over and a dark liquid spilled out. Turpentine? No, it couldn't be. She looked at the timer, only a minute left. She felt something splash her on the right side of her face. She shrugged and took it for water. Harvey had taken it to the left side of his face. Thirty seconds had been wasted and they only had thirty more. Then more seconds passed, down to fifteen seconds. The wasn't getting any better. Finally it had come down to the last five seconds.
At the old factory, Rachel closed her eyes knowing she would die. Then it was the explosion The Joker had promised but Amanda and Harvey had luckily gotten away from it but had suffered a bad burn. One more victim dead and two more injured lied in his path.