Jonathon was so far into the dark corners of his mind that Scarecrow wasn't sure he would ever snap out of it. Jack looked down at Rachel Dawes who was now freaking out from the toxin in her system.

"Things have changed Dawes." Jack growled lightly touching his mask and Rachel looked up at him in confusion. "This should help." He injected something into her and her breath started to even out. "Get the fuck outta my sight." He growled at her as she started crying about what she saw with Amara.

"She's gone? Amara?" Rachel let out a sob and Jack closed his eyes hearing the name.

"Yeah. Take this." Jack handed her a vial. "It's the antidote, do whatever the fuck with it. I don't care anymore."

Rachel was sobbing on the gurney when the lights went off.

"Somebody know you're here?" Jack asked worriedly and they heard the sound of something gliding. "He's here…"

The league of shadows goons around him were getting worried.

"Who?"

"The Batman!" Jack looked around the dark room with a half insane glaze in his eyes.

"So what do we do?" One of them asked.

"What you always do when somebody enters uninvited. You call the police." Jack grinned at the man who was kind of freaked out from the look. "You won't be here though." Jack took a scalpel and slammed it into his neck.

Rachel's eyes were wide with horror as she watched Jonathon Crane murder every person around them. He finally just sat down against the bottom of the concrete steps with his head in his hands.

"Crane?" She asked quietly and he looked up at her angrily.

"I said get out of my sight!" Jack growled venomously. Suddenly he was being hauled to his feet by a certain caped crusader.

"Taste of your own medicine doctor?" Batman asked going for his arm and Rachel rushed forward stopping him.

"NO DON'T!"

Batman looked at Rachel worriedly and noticed that she was safe. She was crying heavily though.

"Don't…he's caught." Rachel whispered brokenly. "We've already lost too much."

"What do you mean?" Batman asked them both with a deep gruff voice.

"They killed her." Jonathon sounded like he was shattered and there was no malice or anger.

"Who killed who?" Batman growled angrily.

"My princess, she's gone." Jonathon was losing any shred of humanity and sanity he had left.

"What?" Batman asked looking like his face was going pale.

"Amara Wayne was just murdered, execution style." Rachel sobbed out and Batman dropped Jonathon in shock.

"Who killed her?" Batman grabbed Jonathon back up and Jonathon and Scarecrow weren't sure why there was a flaming fury within his eyes. "WHO KILLED HER?!" He snarled.

"Ra's al Ghul." Jonathon stated quietly and Batman's face contorted in anger.

"Ra's al Ghul is dead, WHO KILLED AMARA?!" Batman shook Crane within his hands but he saw a change in Crane's eyes.

"I'm sorry but Doctor Crane isn't available, if you'd like to make an appointment." Jack slightly taunted the vigilante and Batman rolled his eyes dropping the man again.

"Are you okay?" Batman asked and Rachel shook her head.

"No I just watched my best friend get murdered. I am NOT okay!" Rachel screamed angrily.

"Is she…here?" Batman asked while it looked like tears filling his eyes.

"I don't know all we saw was it happen on a television screen they could've been anywhere." Rachel gave Batman what Crane had given her. "Crane said it was the antidote to whatever that shit was."

"Why would he give you the antidote?" Batman asked sourly.

"I don't think he cares about anything right now. He murdered everyone in this room. They were working for something called the league of shadows." Rachel finally couldn't take anymore and fainted from the stress and Batman caught her as Jim Gordon came rushing into the room.

"What happened to her?" Jim asked worriedly.

"Not entirely sure, but Crane gassed her with some kind of toxin then gave her the antidote to it. Crane is downstairs but I don't think you'll have any trouble arresting him." Batman growled still angry and Jim noticed how pissed off and sad Batman was.

"Why is he going to be easy to arrest?" Jim Gordon asked.

"Because he just watched Amara Wayne get murdered in front of him!" Batman snarled venomously and Jim Gordon let out a shocked and sad huff of air.

"Oh my god." Jim closed his eyes in horror. "I'll deal with it. But SWAT is ready to come in here and kill you…what is that sound?" Jim asked curiously.

"Backup." Batman stated simply as the windows burst apart letting in thousands of bats. Batman picked up Rachel and escaped with her and took her to the manor where he looked at Alfred who was just staring at him.

Bruce finally lost his temper and flung the Batman cowl across the room shattering it against the wall. Bruce felt the scream boiling through his lungs as he threw something else off of the lab table and onto the ground. Alfred approached carefully and Bruce looked up at him and the older man stopped short.

"Master Wayne?" Alfred asked worriedly. "What has happened to Ms Dawes?"

"Nothing it's been fixed." Bruce growled acerbically and he shoved the vial into the man's hands. "I need you to take Rachel home, then I need you to get this vial to Lucius Fox."

"What is it?" Alfred asked and Bruce just shook his head.

"Crane gave her the antidote to the toxin."

"Why would he do that?"

"Crane is no longer a problem." Bruce bit out angrily as he wiped some tears from his face. He was starting to worry Alfred.

"I'm not sure Amara will be pleased with the turn of events…"

"Well Alfred I don't Amara will care either way…because she's DEAD!" Bruce ended with a shout and the older man went deathly pale.

"What?" Alfred asked with a heartbroken voice.

"She was murdered in front of Crane and Rachel! GOD DAMMIT I TOLD YOU TO KEEP AN EYE ON HER!" Bruce screamed throwing another object in anger. "My sister, my baby sister is gone!" Bruce screamed again. "He didn't even fight me Alfred. If he had been lying and using her he wouldn't have cared. He was broken, I think he really loved her."

"Should I get rid of your party guests?" Alfred asked quietly.

"I'll do it myself." Bruce started doing his tie for his tuxedo.

Bruce walked into his birthday party hearing them singing and he grabbed a champagne flute and gave a fake polite smile. William Earle approached him and told him how stocks were doing and Bruce looked around for Lucius Fox who had come as soon as he received the antidote.

Jim Gordon was looking at Jonathon Crane who was now in a straight-jacket.

"You helped Dawes, now help us. How do we stop whatever was in the water from getting into the air?" Jim asked quietly. "If not for Gotham do it for Amara…" Jim tried another tactic and Jonathon's face shifted surprising him.

"Don't say that name if you want to survive Gordon." Jonathon growled angrily. "It's too late anyway…"

Jim closed his eyes and sighed.

"You know I met her and her brother. She was five and Bruce was ten. It was after their parents had been murdered. That girl, she had those large soulful eyes that just pulled you in." Jim offered and he watched the strained indifference on Jonathon's face. "I'm sorry about what happened." He stated quietly and lightly touched Jonathon's shoulder and squeezed it sadly. "I don't think I can say how sorry I am son." Jim walked out of the room.

Jonathon went back into the dark recesses of his mind.

'I don't want to think about anything. I just don't care anymore. You can have reign for a while.'

*we bide our time, until we can strike.* Scarecrow decided but Jonathon was back within his mind hiding from reality.

Back at Bruce's birthday party one of his guests introduced him to somebody he had thought was dead.

"Am I saying the name right? Ra's al Ghul?" The lady asked the man and Bruce whipped around to stare in horror.

The man turned and Bruce squinted in slight confusion.

"You're not Ra's al Ghul." Bruce stated simply. "I watched him die."

"But is Ra's al Ghul immortal?" A familiar voice came from behind Bruce and he turned again. "Are his methods supernatural?" Henri Ducard asked with a smirk.

"OR cheap parlor tricks, to conceal your true identity." Bruce glared at the man who had once been his friend. "You had my sister killed." Bruce bit out and Henri merely chuckled.

"You know how I feel about loose ends, she was such a nice girl to." Henri saw how pissed off Bruce was becoming. "Scrambling over rooftops huh? You are one to talk about identities."

"I saved your life, and you steal the life of my sister." Bruce growled getting more angry.

"Compassion leads to downfall." Henri taunted Bruce.

Bruce kicked the party guests out trying to save them from death and he looked at Henri who was actually Ra's al Ghul.

"So Crane really was working for you…" Bruce tried to get information out of the man.

"Yes."

"Wouldn't peg him for the shadows." Bruce admitted and Henry chuckled again.

"Not even remotely. He and Amara thought we were just ransoming the city. Had this little idea that they'd steal away with his share and live in peace and love." Henri chuckled once more. "Such idiotic tripe if I've ever heard it." Henri sighed shaking his head. "I would have had Crane killed as well, but evidently he has a split personality so he gets to stay in Arkham for the rest of his days. All according to plan, really I did those two a favor killing Amara."

(One thing Henri Ducard, or Ra's al Ghul did NOT count on was ONE man. A man named Alan Quartermain.)