A/N: Hey guys! First, I just have to tell you guys to do something. Go to this link: http/ /uk.youtube. com/watch?vw2yv8aT0UFc (Remember to take out the spaces) It's a spoof on the Joker Interrogation Scene. If you haven't seen it yet, then you really should. If you have, go watch it again! My sides hurt so much from laughing. Anyway... Another thing I want to say (and also shamelessly self advertise), actually... never mind! Just ask if you want to know or want any of 'em ;;

To Fuyu Tenshi: Oh man... I love how the Joker stutters. Sometimes, when I'm writing and he's talking, I would say it out loud and stutter just to make sure that it makes sense. And sometimes, I think I'm starting to even talk like him in normal day life. I talked to my friend like that just the other night... Lol, I'm weird...

To juicycouturevalerie: Hehe, I'm glad that you're liking it more and more everyday. I'm getting more exciting about writing it everyday! And I'm glad you like the characters too, along with Joker's little games :D

To themethmatician: Sorry about your odd wrist problem. I get odd hand/finger problems when I get too cold (though I'm sure it's like that for many). They can't even move when they're cold, so I'd be forced to type with only two fingers (one from each hand) :o I feel like this story is just starting too, a little. I just wanted to have people know the whole "back story" of Batman, Joker, and Aidan love triangle before all the fighting starts. And then some more romance stuff but it might make a few people sad. I'm a big sap for sad love stories so... beware! ;;

Disclaimer: I do not anyone or anything of the Batman line/story. However, everything else is mine - even these words! And there's someone here who is half mine, but I'm not sure which half :P

Okay, enjoy!

In the last chapter:

"Let's play a game!" Joker shouted out to Batman.

"I'm not playing your games Joker…" Batman replied through a low half growl half snarl.

"Who – whoever gets her first gets to… gets to uh… keep her," Joker smiled when Batman spun around to stare at him, clapping his hands when he caught the 'bat's' attention. "D – do you want to uhm, want to play?"

Chapter Ten

It had been several hours since the whole incident in Gotham and the sky was still dark as night, if not darker. A large chunk of the buildings and roads of the downtown district in Gotham were in ruins. Many of the cars were all towed away from the destroyed sites to clear the way for workers - anyone who was willing to try and fix the destruction - to come through.

Many civilians cried and mourned loudly at the news of their friends, family, and loved ones who were killed during it all. The ones who were near by and were lucky enough to survive it all were taken to the MCU as witness and each one said the same thing.

They had all identified a young woman with auburn-red hair who was working with the Joker and was the one who caused all the destruction at the order of the Joker. Once the word had spread that it was that young woman who caused all the destruction and took the lives of many, the citizens felt that the woman either be sent to jail or killed.

Commissioner Gordon sighed dejected as he tried to ignore the screams and shouts from outside the MCU. When he had tried to explain that the young woman wasn't herself, that she wouldn't hurt a fly, the people didn't care. They all said that she was far too dangerous to be allowed to roam the streets of Gotham. However, Gordon still refused to do anything about it and changed his main goal to getting Joker and now Two Face.

Gordon had been visited by Batman not too long and told him that shocking news. At first, Gordon couldn't believe it would have been possible but from the look on Batman's face he couldn't help but believe him. Batman had also demanded that Gordon not tell anyone whom that auburn-red haired woman was, his voice making his words sound more like he held a threat behind them.

Meanwhile, through all of the chaos and hatred, Bruce Wayne was being followed by a swarm of reporters. He had kindly donated a large sum of money to help fix the roads and the buildings – no one would have done it without all that money. Bruce just smiled and nodded whenever a photographer would snap a picture and he would give very non-detailed responses to the reporters.

Bruce suddenly found himself in a predicament when more and more reporters started to swarm around him and prevented him from getting to his car and getting back to his penthouse. He jumped suddenly when he felt a hand brush against and grab onto his rear end for a quick second. Bruce became incredibly uncomfortable, slowly starting to think that donating that money wasn't such a good idea.

Bruce sucked in his stomach and held in his breath and pointed to some other direction that wasn't toward him. "Look! There's my girlfriend!" he shouted loudly, his voice going over all of the other reporters' voices.

"Girlfriend?" the majority of them said in a low whisper before running in the direction of where Bruce had pointed. Bruce took that chance to run toward his car that had only a few feet away. He quickly slid into the driver's seat of his car and stomped onto the gas pedal before the reporters realized he had tricked them.

"I'm more afraid of taking on the media than anything else…" Bruce mumbled to himself. He smiled and waved as he passed the crowd of reporters, laughing at their surprised faces as they realized that there was no girlfriend headed their way. Bruce pressed onto the gas pedal harder and zoomed through the streets that weren't crowded with cars or pieces of a building and headed straight to his makeshift bat-cave.

He traveled in through the secret way that was mostly made for his Tumbler and Batpod to go through and, as soon as the car was parked off to the side, he sent to work to figure out where Victor could have gone. "Like an insect," Bruce reminded himself, "Pheromones sent through the air," he muttered again as he typed away at the keyboard in front of him.

His eyes darted from the different screens and the keyboard is typed on. A small grin started to appear on his face when he was slowly achieving what he was trying to do. On the screens showed a black and white view of the city, with the black as a base background and the white just lines to indicate what were buildings and streets and other things. Bruce continued to fiddle with the keyboards until a yellow-gold dust-like image appeared on the screen. The dust was scattered all over the city and the colour varied between lighter or darker tones.

"There is always something left behind in some way or form…" Bruce muttered happily as he stared at the screens, "I just need to pinpoint which one is Victor's insect-like bread crumbs,"

"Maybe you should try and find the one that is more 'human' than the others,"

Bruce turned around and smiled at Alfred as the old man came walking toward him. Alfred brought a small basket of baked goods and set it on the only spot of the table that wasn't being occupied. He pulled out a small croissant and handed it over to Bruce who gladly accepted it. "Have you seen the news lately, Master Bruce?"

Bruce shook his head quickly, a piece of the croissant sticking out from his mouth. He chewed it quickly so he could speak and swallowed with a loud gulp. "I don't think I want to know about anything else right now, Alfred,"

"Of course sir, of course," Alfred nodded his head politely before picking up a croissant for himself.

Bruce grinned at Alfred before sitting back in his seat and fiddling with the keyboard again. "Good idea with the human thing, Alfred," Bruce said with a mouth full of croissant. He typed quickly and pretty soon there was only one shade of that yellow-gold dust floating around through the city on the screens. Bruce looked at it closely while he reached for another croissant from the basket.

The dust was practically everywhere in the city but there were some places that had stronger traces than the other ones that looked like they were starting to fade away. He made the view of the city move away so that it would be an aerial view and examined what he saw. Bruce had to decide which paths Victor had taken that seemed to be different from the rest, his eyes darting all around to each screen.

Then he saw something very interesting that he had wished he had saw a little faster. There was a very thin trail that led a little out of the city. Bruce zoomed into that spot and changed the view so that it now showed real images and then frowned at what he saw.

"What's wrong, Master Bruce?" Alfred asked when he noticed the small frown on his young master's face.

"It's an old power plant, and I know he would have chosen it for a reason," Bruce said with a sad and worried tone of voice.

--

Victor slowed down the stolen car he had taken as he neared the old nuclear power plant just outside of the city limits. He glanced behind him to see if there was anyone there before glancing to the passenger seat where Aidan was sleeping soundlessly due to his little 'gift'. He stepped out from the car and went around to pull Aidan out from the car and carry her inside.

He glanced around him as he entered through the large doors, seeing many henchmen sitting around and playing little games to pass the time. They were all wearing oxygen masks, making Victor bite his lip anxiously. He kept on walking, tightening his hold around Aidan each step he took.

Victor passed through a few doors, getting some odd stares from the henchmen just lounging around. "This guy has more than Joker…" Victor commented in a whisper, speaking to himself aloud. "Wonder what he used to con them…"

Victor stopped walking when he entered the main office of the power plant. The lights were off and he was starting to wonder if all bad guys were nocturnal like vampires. He stood in the middle of the room with his back obviously facing the way he had come in and also the only way out. He moved Aidan around in his arms so that he could be a little more comfortable, from having to carry her for so long. "Hello?" he said loudly, getting annoyed when nothing was happening for a few minutes.

"Relax kid, just sit down over there," came a woman's sultry voice from somewhere in the room.

Victor glanced around him with a single questioning brow raised. However, he was strangely more annoyed than surprised at the sudden voice. "'Kid'? First of all, I'm sure I'm taller than you and second, you don't sound that much older than I am – and you can even be younger than I am!" he pointed out bitterly, still standing in the centre of the room.

He heard of someone pushing a chair back that was then followed by the sound of footsteps coming toward him. Victor's eyes widened as the woman came out from the shadows and the first thing he noticed was the woman's choice of clothing. It was… very revealing, more than anything else. Her hair was long enough to reach her mid-back and she twirled a key around in her hands. Then he noticed that she wasn't wearing a mask like the others.

Victor quickly turned his head away from her just when someone entered the room from behind him. He looked too see that it was Harvey and wanted to gag when the other man smiled at him through the oxygen mask – or, at least, he thought it was a smile.

"I see you've met Siri," Harvey walked passed Victor and flipped on the light switch. "Siri, this is Victor,"

Siri grinned and bowed her head at Victor as she leaned back on the desk behind her. Harvey went to sit in the only chair in the room, Victor assuming that Siri was once sitting there. "Hi Victor," Siri greeted, her voice soft and very feminine.

Victor ignored her. "Where do you want her to go?" he asked Harvey as he tried to make sure that his eyes didn't stray toward the other woman in the room who was in held protectively in his arms.

"Keep her sleeping," Harvey ordered, waving his hand at Victor as a signal for the young man to leave.

"What? 'Keep her sleeping'? Are you fucking insane? Do you know what that could do to her?" Victor yelled angrily, veins appearing and pulsing at the sides of his neck and his temples. "Do you know what that could do to me?"

"Siri, show him where to put her," Harvey spun around in his chair so that his back was now facing the extremely angry Victor.

Siri hopped away from the desk and was suddenly in front of Victor. The green-eyed man jumped back in surprise and held onto Aidan tighter in reflex. "Holy shit!" Victor shouted in response to Siri's sudden teleporting in the room.

She appeared in front of him and then appeared beside the desk again. Siri kept her smile on and crossed her arms over her chest. "Follow me," she said before suddenly appearing by the door behind Victor.

"Do you know how to walk like normal people or are you just naturally deformed?" Victor muttered angrily as he followed her. He watched her teleporting in a sort of zigzag pattern in front of him, stopping every few seconds to wait for him to come a little closer. He grumbled when Siri ignored his little comment and just continued to grin at him. "You know, you're not wearing a mask," Victor said.

"I don't need one; you're not as threatening as you think, you know," Siri mocked with that grin still on her face. She laughed lightly when she heard Victor mumble something beneath his breath.

Suddenly, Victor's eyes slowly started to turn toward Siri's clothes again and he was more curious than anything else. If her hair hadn't been so long then Victor could have seen her exposed backside, he mused to himself. He shook his head before he thought anything else and was thankful that he saw Siri standing in front of a large and very thick metal door.

"Here's her room," Siri extended her arms to the side and pointed into the room with her hands.

Victor was just about to enter when Siri stopped him by grabbing onto his arm. "If you're thinking of staying in there with her, don't," she said was a low warning.

"I'm not leaving her like this," Victor looked down at Siri and then looked down at Aidan who was still sleeping soundlessly.

"Suit yourself," Siri let go of Victor and shrugged her shoulders at him with an uninterested stare. "There's no way out of that room so if you need anything just scream out my name," Siri winking knowingly at Victor, hoping he would get the double meaning. However, she didn't stick around long enough to see as she had teleported behind the young man and pushed him in, closing and locking the door behind him. "Ta-ta!" Siri screamed from the other side of the door.

Victor went stumbling into the room but quickly regained his balance before he could fall on his face. He looked around the room and saw a single bed, a single chair, and a lonely bucket in the corner. He placed Aidan gently on the bed and then brought his hands to his neck, rubbing them to get rid of the tension. "I stopped releasing the little uh… whatever, you should be waking up soon,"

Victor felt something warm start to run out from his nose and he brought a finger up to wipe it away. He frowned when he saw that it was fresh, warm blood that was running down from his nose. His head suddenly began dizzy and he sat down on the chair, bringing it beside the bed, before he could fall over. He grinned and blinked his eyes open, their colour now a light pink. "Linking!"

--

"Son of a bitch!" Vaughn lost his footing and fell against the wall beside him, his hand going up to his head, as everything around him seemed to spin. His other hand went up to his upper lip when he felt something warm running down from his nose, eyes blazing with fire when he saw blood. "Bastard…"

"You – you – you're not talking about me, are -are you?" Joker hopped over to where Vaughn was leaning against the wall for support. He looked at him curiously, lips forming in the shape of an 'o' when he saw Vaughn's heavy nose bleed. "Maybe you should uhm… maybe you should get that uh, checked out," Joker pointed to his nose when he spoke and smiled when Vaughn glared daggers at him.

Joker turned around on his heel and started to skip away, swinging his arms back and forth happily. "We must be near then!" He turned around when he didn't hear Vaughn's footsteps following him, shaking his finger in a disapproving manner at the younger man.

Vaughn pushed himself from the wall and tried to follow Joker with uneasy steps. His head spun and throbbed in pain and his vision was like one's when they were completely drunk. "Victor's not too far…" Vaughn said with slurred words, his hand still holding onto his head like he was almost afraid it would just fall off. He kept his eyes closed as little time as he could and whenever he did open them all he would see were just big blurs of colour. "I hate Victor…"

"Y – you know!" Joker walked back over to Vaughn and wrapped an arm around the younger man's shoulders. He dragged Vaughn along with him as they walked through the back streets of Gotham, a place that many would try to avoid. The streets were covered with black slime and dirt and smelled like it should be the sewers but Joker seemed to be the only one of the two who didn't mind it at all. "When this – when this is all over I… we… uh… you can be my um, my adoptive son! I've all – always wanted an heir! But – but we're gonna have to uh, to uh… to do something about your face,"

"What?" Vaughn didn't understand a thing that Joker was saying and didn't know if he should stress his mind to try and understand. He tried to keep as sturdy as he could until the effects of Victor using his powers too much would wear off. Vaughn hated the fact that Victor was able to 'link' them together to feel the other's pain. "You want me to be what?"

"Maybe just… fix your…" Joker started to poke at spots on Vaughn's face, tracing around his face as he imagined Vaughn with a great, big grin on his face. "Y – yeah… Just a little… Just a little fix,"

Vaughn squirmed out from Joker's arm as soon as the fuzziness in his head started to disappear. He quickly brushed himself off, patting away at his khaki coloured suit like a little girl who thought she felt a spider crawling on her.

"Maybe you're a little uh… a little too serious to be my um, heir," Joker started to walk again, leaving Vaughn alone to keep trying to get rid of whatever it was he was trying to get rid of.

"I am not your heir!" Vaughn shouted in disgust before catching up to Joker. "Can we just hurry up and get this over with? Victor's pretty out of it now, so he can't use his powers for a way out,"

Joker opened up his purple jacket and searched one of the hidden pockets, his hand digging deep and moving around. When he found whatever it was, he pulled it out in one swift motion to reveal a lightweight silver automatic handgun. He then reached into the other side of the jacket and pulled out a large shotgun.

Vaughn's jaw dropped when he saw the shotgun come out from Joker's hidden pocket. "How did you…" he couldn't finish his question fast enough because Joker suddenly stopped walking as they neared the corner and peered around the building while throwing the small handgun to Vaughn.

Then Vaughn heard the loud roar of an old car's engine as it neared the corner. The old looking pick-up truck stopped right in front of them and Joker ran happily into it, Vaughn following as soon as his shock wore off.

An elderly man drove the truck with Joker sitting with him at the front. Joker turned around in his seat but suddenly turned back around to buckle in his seatbelt and then turned back around to face Vaughn. "Hey, hey! Yours too!" Joker said, pointing at the seatbelt with the tip of the shotgun. "Where to kid?"

"Out – outside of Gotham," Vaughn was still amazed at what had just happened. First, Joker pulled out a large shotgun from his pocket that looked incredibly heavy yet he bounced around like he had nothing in his pockets. Second, everything Joker did was like clockwork. Third, he just realized that Joker said he wanted him to be his heir. "Wait! Heir?!"

--

So this is how things were happening at exactly the same time.

Batman raced through the darkening streets of Gotham on his Batpod, his long cape flowing whipping about behind him because of such high speeds he was traveling at. A small computer screen was laid out in front of him and he glanced at it every now and then to make sure that he was heading the right. Taking the shortest short cut he could manage, of course.

Joker hopped up and down in his seat at the passenger's side while he stuck his head out and shook it like a dog would. He would reach out and hit whatever was reachable with his shotgun, shouting triumphantly when the two objects would collide. Vaughn sat in the back and slouched in his seat, strangely feeling embarrassed that he was riding with the Joker.

Batman and Joker neared their destination point quickly, both the same amount of distance away. It was like watching a two-man race and knowing that coming in second meant they came last and too late.

The minutes ticked as each second passed by. And from the looks of it, it seemed like both were going to make it into a tie.

--

"Hey, you're finally awake,"

Aidan blinked tired eyes awake, rubbing them with the back of her hand before fully opening them. She glanced around the room, wincing when the bright light hurt her eyes when she looked its way. She pushed herself up into a sitting position and let her eyes slowly adjust to the new lighting while leaning her back against the wall behind her.

When her eyes were finally able to focus, the first thing she saw was a green-eyed man sitting near her. She jumped but quickly rid of the shock when he didn't look threatening.

"I was starting to worry that I might've let you off too late," the green-eyed man, Victor, ran his fingers through his hair and sighed in relief. "So, how are you?"

"Who are you?" Aidan asked him in a non-scared, non-threatening way.

Victor looked at her, confused, but then quickly remembered that he had removed himself from her memory. He extended his arm out toward her and smiled, "How about just reading my head?" Victor suggested.

Aidan hesitantly brought her hand near his and grabbed onto it, shaking his hand in the process. They stayed like that for a bit, shaking the other's hand, until Aidan pulled away with a small frown. "I can't,"

"You can't? You 'can't' what?"

"I can't read your head," Aidan grabbed onto Victor's hand and tried again, concentrating a bit more. "I still can't read it…"

"I wonder what Batman did to you," Victor reached forward and held onto the necklace he noticed around her neck.

"What do you mean?" Aidan asked innocently and brought her eyes down to see what Victor was holding onto. Her eyes went wide and she gasped, removing Victor's hands and pulling up the necklace closer to her eyes for closer examination. "He put this on me?"

"Well, the last time we saw each other, you didn't have that on before so I just sort of assumed that your boyfriend gave it to you," Victor crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back as he settled more into his small chair.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Aidan shouted reflexively and a little too fast that made Victor grin at her. She turned her focus back to the necklace and poked at it. "This is what they used to use to dull a psychic's power back down to an infant's level," Aidan stared into the sea blue gem that was within a tear shaped charm of the necklace. "You have to take it off!" she jumped from her spot on the bed and closer to Victor, pulling the necklace closer to him.

"Why me?" Victor yelped.

"Please?" Aidan begged, her eyes watering up as tears threatened to come out.

Victor frowned as he reached behind Aidan's neck to take off the necklace. However, as soon as his fingers touched it he received a small but very painful shock that went up his whole arm. Victor brought his hand to his chest and stared at the necklace with an evil glare. "What the hell was that?"

"Oh no!" Aidan fell back on the bed and lay down on her side.

"I guess your boyfriend wants to keep a tight leash on you," Victor said, trying to say his words in a joking manner despite him being in pain.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Aidan blushed furiously and buried her face into the bed, her hand still clutching onto the necklace.

"Whatever floats your boat – what about Joker? I heard that you guys…" Victor joked, laughing when Aidan let go of the necklace to plug her ears.

"Neither are my boyfriends!" Aidan shouted into the bed.

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