Thank you all so much for sharing your thoughts about the questions I asked. I have to admit that I'm quite sad no one likes the Selina and Loïc twin idea. I thought it would be an interesting idea. As for Silver trying to get closer to Sean won't work for now. Remember that other girl who will be set up to flirt with Sean? If not, this chapter will remind you, LOL

As for the Owls, undefeatable is not really the word I was meant to use. But I think you guys already knew that haha. It's just that I don't want to make them easy to defeat. But most of you agree with me.

Jack and the acid, I knew most of you would want to see that happen. I'm not familiar with comics etc, but I will try to mix the acid idea with the story-line I have in mind for Jack.

And training, yup, Sean did that in series 2. And maybe it is unnecessary to do it again. I just wanted to know your thoughts.

21. Night Of Darkness

Jervis was snoring happily in his cell bed then suddenly his eyes snap open wide. What had woken him up, Jervis didn't know, but he did find Mr. Helzinger beside his bed staring at him.

"AAAH, how did you…" Jervis gasped and recoiled into fetal position then heard all kinds of noises outside. Insane laughter, guards yelling, loud explosions, clamouring, and breaking glass, not specifically in that order.

Realizing Mr. Helzinger had no harm in mind, so far, Jervis sits up in his bed when eyeing his open cell door.

"What's going on out there?" he finally dared to ask.

Mr. Helzinger shrugs in reply.

Suddenly a woman starts to scream in fear that followed with an explosion then a guard yelled; "Where are those hooligans coming from? Make sure no freak escapes!"

"Is there are riot going on?" Jervis asked then Mr. Helzinger shrugs again. Jervis rolls his eyes then steps outside his bed and scurries to the door, peeking outside. He spots a total chaos. Then he turns to face Mr. Helzinger again and says; "It looks like everyone went ape, but how about you and me escape?"

Mr. Helzinger shrugs for a third time.

"Ugh, just f0llow me, and let's grab a key."

Jervis tiptoed outside his cell, quietly. Mr. Helzinger followed him with heavy footsteps. After all, it's not like the guards will hear it when they are too busy with trying to take over control.

"Oh, this must be a dream. The guard has the key to the room with lots of ice cream," Jervis cried with a fake giddy giggle.

Even though Mr. Helzinger didn't seem to understand Jervis's previous rhymes, he certainly knew this one, especially because it contained a delicious sounding word like ice cream.

The ice cream loving psychopath roared like an wild animal then charged toward the guard and knocked him down to the ground. His colleagues quickly found cover inside one empty cell and closed it, securely.

"Bobby, don't make any sudden movements," one of them said as they watched how Bobby was lying on the floor and gets frisked thoroughly by the ice cream loving psychopath."

Mr. Helzinger found the key he was looking for then smiled at Jervis, proudly.

"Yes, give it to me, big guy. And then we wave our hands to the guards and say…

"Bye, bye," Mr. Helzinger said.

And with that, Jervis escaped along with Mr. Helzinger.

The Asylum didn't seem to be the only place that landed into an attack. It was a complete chaos on the streets and inside the GCPD as well.

While the police force and the Task Force tried to protect their precinct and get the insane hooligans under control, Penguin waddled down the dark street and the idiots who even dared to come close to him, received a pummel from his bodyguards.

"Remember, Ed's safety is all that matters. Whoever took him will pay, but only once Ed is back," Penguin said as he entered Kane Chemicals, the location they said Ed would be. Then he cups the sides of his mouth and shouts; "Ed! Edward!"

Suddenly a person comes walking towards them and Penguin instantly recognizes him.

"Ed!"

Penguin waddles towards his friend as fast as he could then hugs him in relief.

"Are you all right? Tell me you are all right."

Nygma breaks himself free from the hug then replies, coldly; "I'm fine."

"Of course you are. Where are they? Who dared to think they could lay their hands on you?!"

"I'm alone."

Penguin chuckles relieved; "Oh, you escaped, didn't you?"

"Did you bring anyone else beside them?"

Penguin frowns; "What? Why?"

Nygma brandishes his wallet then takes out a few hundred dollar bills then says; "Thanks for working with me."

The bodyguards just take the money then leave without a word.

"I just needed to know if I needed to bribe anyone else," Nygma replied, with a wide smirk.

Penguin gasps frantically; "I-I don't understand."

"I know. That's been half the fun."

"I-I'm sorry, but what just happened?"

Nygma takes a gun from his inside pocket and points it at Penguin's chest, replying; "A few weeks ago you told me I was crazy for trying to find out Sean Ornelas's secret and told me to get a life! You send me out to buy a nice whine and that's when I met her, a woman I wanted to…

"Ed, whatever you've heard…

"I KNOW IT WAS YOU!" Nygma shouted through clenched teeth. "Isabella was my everything, and you took her from me. And now I've taken everything from you."

Penguin's eyes widen in fear when he sees the deranged look in his old friend's eyes.

Alfred, Bruce, and the three members of the Whisper gang came back inside the manor which happened to be pitch dark.

"Great! That's just great!" Alfred mumbled when they entered the study and found the patio doors wide open. "Every idiot could have just walked in. I'm definitely gonna kick a few butts if something is missing."

Bruce flops onto the couch then runs his hands through his hair and mumbles; "An ornament. We went through all this trouble for a freaking owl ornament. The others are so gonna laugh their heads off when they find out the safe only contained a glass owl."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wayne, I'm absolutely sure it means something. It has to be a weapon, why else would they fear it so much?" Volk said.

Alfred drags in a sigh; "Well, first I'm gonna make a trip to the basement to see if there's any life left in that old generator."

"Mr. pennyworth, I am so happy you came back!" Mr. Fox said as he rushed inside the study to meet them, fear written all over his face. "The teens, they are gone!"

Alfred slaps his forehead; "Mr. Fox, you only had one job to do, watching a bunch of teens. It's not that hard, is it?"

"Really? This question sounds very odd coming from you," Mr. Fox snorted, then noticing the icy stare, he quickly adds; "I blame it on the TV. One minute we were forced to watch a cat documentary with Selina then suddenly it got interrupted with a live broadcast of a mad man claiming everything is allowed when Gotham is surrounded in darkness. You can guess what happened next."

Alfred starts to grunt, annoyed.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. pennyworth, but I really wanted to stop them. But soon they were out, I heard two familiar voices in that live broadcast. I even saw Mr. Fraser's and Sean's face right before the explosion. I'm trying to call them ever since, but no reply."

Alfred turns to face Volk and his men then bellows with booming voice; "Alright, lads, grab your guns! We need to get ourselves to that power plant and see if Master Sean is alright! Mr. Fox, you stay here with Master Bruce, and please make sure he stays inside."

Mr. Fox nods then Alfred and the Whispers head out the door. They were gone for like ten minutes when suddenly the phone rang. When Mr. Fox wanted to pick up, Bruce saw a shape, but Mr. Fox gets hit to the head before Bruce gets the chance to warn him.

Mr. Fox sinks through his knees due to the blow to his head then grunts and groans in pain. Bruce instantly rushed closer, but then the room starts to fill with a familiar, rhythmically laughter.

Bruce turns around alarmed and finds Jerome entering the room from the shadows then approaches him slowly. Then when they are face to face, the insane psychopath bends forward to inch himself with Bruce's level and laughs; "Look how big you've gotten."

Bruce ignores Jerome and asks Mr. Fox if he's fine. Mr. Fox nods while rubbing the sore spot on his head.

"Nice place you got here,' Jerome said while eyeing the study, impressed. "You rent? Ha, silly question, of course you rent. I mean, why else would detective Gordon, lousy ass Bullock, and Sean Ornelas be in this house." Then noticing Bruce astonished look; "Yeah, I might have left Gotham for a few months, but that doesn't mean I don't read the Gotham Gazette anymore. Dwight was so nice to buy me one, daily."

Bruce jumps to his feet, angrily, and snaps; "What do you want?"

"Attitude," Jerome said, ignoring the crashing glass somewhere in the background. "Teenagers, right?"

Mr. Fox shoots an icy stare at the psychopath, who ignores it and resumes walking up and down the room while mumbling; "So many new emotions floating through you. Aw."

Jerome suddenly halts his stroll down the room the follows Bruce's eyes who just darted his eyes to a man in the back who snooped in their bags and found the crystal owl.

"You! Give me!" Jerome said then reaches his hand out to take the statue. "You know, I still don't understand rich people's tastes."

Bruce looks as nonchalantly as he could and says; "It's worthless. My father found it at a flea market. I keep it for sentimental reasons."

"Ow well, in that case…" Jerome said and dropped it to the floor with a grin. Bruce jumped forward to catch it but missed, but the owl remained in one piece after hitting the floor. Jerome then picks it up again and smirks; "Huh. Tougher than I figured. Anyway…"

Jerome stepped forward and threw the owl nonchalantly over his shoulder where it landed onto the rock floor of the fireplace and split into big chunks.

"Oops, sorry," Jerome smiled then strolls closer towards Bruce and says; "The reason I'm here is because I kinda wanted to meet Sean Ornelas and ask him to join me killing you."

Bruce widens his eyes in shock and asks; "Why would you ask Sean such a thing?"

Jerome shrugs; "Because Dwight told me he heard criminals talk about Sean Ornelas being a super villain named Nightstalker. I thought he would think it would be cool killing you."

"Why do you even want to kill me?"

Jerome sighs deep then replies; "Because that's what I wanted to do at that party, but Jim Gordon waltzed in with his big feet and me and Barbara had to flee. I decided to lie low for a while, but it kept nagging me and nagging me and that's when I met Dwight Pollard. He told me he had a previous job in Indian Hill until you waltzed in and destroyed everything, leaving him jobless. I realized he hated you as much as I hated the fact I failed killing you, so we decided to work together…so yeah…basically I used him."

"And where is this Dwight character right now?" Mr. Fox asked.

Jerome shrugs; "I don't know. Some dude wearing a weird red uniform and an intern kid walked in claiming to work for the Mounties or the GCPD whatever, and I was holding a flaming fuse attached to a massive bomb which I had to drop and run. After the explosion I told him I didn't need him anymore and we both went separate ways."

"What happened to Mr. Fraser and Sean?!" Bruce gasped.

Jerome quirks his eyebrows questioned; "Wait, that kid was Sean Ornelas? Great, that totally blows my plan of working with him. Oh well…then I'll just kill you myself."

"I asked, what happened to them?"

Jerome sighs impatiently and annoyed; "At safe distance I saw them both run outside, but then the bomb went off and they both flew through the air. I have to admit that I enjoyed the sight, but now knowing that kid was Sean Ornelas makes me feel kinda sad. We could have been great partners."

"Sean would have never worked with you, especially not to kill me. He's my friend."

Jerome clicks his tongue and asks, tauntingly; "How do you know he never dreamed about slitting that pretty, pink throat of yours, because I surely do. What do you think, huh?"

Bruce decided to ignore Jerome's insulting question about Sean and just boost up Jerome's self-asteem instead. Sherlock once told him that most psychopaths love the random applause.

"I remember that night when you took over the benefit. You were quite the showman."

"Thank you. Always nice to be appreciated."

"Bingo," Bruce thinks, smiling pleased to himself then asks; "And you're just going to kill me here? That's kind of disappointing, don't you think?"

Jerome looks blankly at Bruce for a minute then heaves his head in defeat and grunts; "What do you mean?"

"After all that build up like turning off the lights in Gotham, killing me here just doesn't show a lot of…"

"Flair?!" Jerome exclaimed, jumping into the couch. "Style? Hmm? Go on, boy. Spit it out! I can take it!"

Bruce pierces his eyes coldly into Jerome's and says, calmly; "I'm Bruce Wayne."

"I'm aware," Jerome said and stepped off the couch back to the floor then circulars around Bruce, holding the knife dangerously close to his throat.

Bruce doesn't let him intimidate him and says; "I am the ruling elite! My company is the machine that keeps the cogs of Gotham running."

"Whoa," Jerome said and looked astonished.

Bruce clenches his fists and shouts; "Killing me should mean something! And you're telling me no one is going to see it?!"

"You're saying I need an audience? Look, I know you're just trying to buy time so you can escape, but your point is still valid. SADDLE UP, BOYS! We're taking this show on the road! And I know just the spot."

Mr. Fox grabs Bruce's arm; "Bruce, I promised Alfred to keep inside."

"Do you have any better idea?" Bruce whispered. "So far they didn't find little Richard and Luna. It's best for me to leave before they kill me here, and you then plunder this place and find the two kids."

Jerome steps between them then grins; "Did your crappy butler never told you to not whisper when other people are around? It's very rude. Anyway, you stay here. The prince of Gotham deserves a public death. His, whatever job you have, not so much. Kill him."

"NO!" Bruce bellowed and tried to stop Jerome.

Jerome grunts; "Come on." Then he grabs Bruce ear and drags him with him to the patio doors, saying to his boys as they went out; "Try not get any blood on the couch. I might come back for that."

Having Fraser's arm wrapped around his neck to support him walking, Sean walks down the side of the road closely followed by Diefenbaker.

After the bomb went off, both Sean and Fraser flew through the air and landed a few meters ahead, along with a bunch of scrap. Sean landed painfully but only received loads of cuts and bruises while Fraser made a far terrible landing and hurt his leg, badly. It was most likely broken because he couldn't walk on it without Sean's support.

"We will get to a hospital soon," Sean said. "The doctors will have you patched up soon enough."

Fraser just nodded while keeping his jaws clenched to bear the pain that went through his leg with every step. Suddenly a car approached them from the distance.

"Great," Sean mumbled. "The only car we see in what, an hour, and it's not heading our way. I'm telling you, Fraser, if they don't give us a ride back I'm gonna hijack the car."

The car approached closer and closer and once Sean had a view on the person who drove the car, his heart skipped a few beats.

"Crap! I'm sorry, Fraser, but I need to get you on the ground for a moment, because I'm 100% sure I'm going to need my fists to hijack this car."

Fraser frowns worriedly; "What? How do you know?"

Sean helped Fraser to sit at the side of the road when the car came to a halt and the window rolled down.

"Whoa, here I was about to leave the city, not knowing I would find a sight so pretty. I'm sure it was not one of his plans, but Sean Ornelas just walked straight into my hands."

Sean clenches his fists in anger and bellows; "Get your butt over here, Tetch, so I can beat you to unrecognizable pulp!"

"Oh no, I won't do the heavy work. I'll just ask this ice cream loving man with his loveable smirk."

Sean looks at the passenger side and sees Mr. Helzinger step out then towards him. Sean knows he has to put all his strength into defeating the man but he can do it, right?

Without any hesitation, Sean makes a fast run-up toward the ice cream fan then rounds one leg and kicks into the criminal's stomach, forcefully.

Mr. Helzinger just looked down at the spot where Sean kicked him then says, dully; "Ouch."

Sean takes his brass-knuckles from his pocket then uses it to cover his knuckles and punch Mr. Helzinger into his stomach a couple of times before rounding on his foot again and kicks, again.

Mr. Helzinger just looks at him, doing totally nothing. Sean frowns while panting exhausted then kicks the criminal over and over. In his stomach, to his knees, even his ankles, but nothing seemed to work.

Sean opened his mouth to shout something, but then heard Fraser yell at him to look out, but once he turned to look over he felt a painful blow to his head. His world became blurry for a second then went black as he hit the ground.

"Ha, I told you I wouldn't do the heavy work, you little jerk." Jervis laughed then turns around meeting Fraser's eyes and ordered Mr. Helzinger to put him and the wolf in the back, but not before shooting a sedating arrow in them first.

The Task Force finally managed to get all the inmates back into their cages, but phones kept going off because people reported riots that happened in the streets. Even Jim got a phone call from Mr. Fox telling him that Jerome broke into the house and took Bruce. He managed to knock out most of Jerome's men and tie them up, but he needed cops to take them out the manor.

"Oh yeah, and I know you guys are pretty busy, but is there any chance you can miss a few agents and let them search for the teens? They escaped as well."

Jim grunts into the phone; "Lucius, where is Alfred?"

"Uhm, he went out to search for Sean and Mr. Fraser. They happened to be at the power plant right before Jerome blew it sky high."

"What?! Tell Alfred we will send out a few men to help him search for them!"

Jim hung up then rushes to Bullock who happened to finish a phone call as well.

"Jim, glad to see you. I just got off the phone with a guard from the asylum. Jervis and some other inmates managed to escape."

Jim grabs at his hair in frustration then roars; "Great, can it get any worse?! Lucius just told me that Bruce is abducted by Jerome, and Fraser and Sean might have been killed when Jerome blew up that power plant!"

"What?!" Bullock gasped in shock. "Why were they at the power plant?"

"I don't know, but I'll go there with a couple of men while you make a team and find Jerome and save Bruce."

Bullock nodded then they both gathered some men and told the others to do something about the riots in the city as they went to find Sean, Fraser, and Bruce.

Due to all the stress, Jim forgot to tell Harvey about the other teens who are now somewhere in the city, doing loads of mischief. Selina, Annie, and Rikki went to the Sirens to get themselves drunk while Jack and Harley blew up random stuff. Loïc scared the shit out of people by chasing them on his elk, Elliot, and Hien skipped excitedly inside an abandoned warehouse where he found Penguin tied onto the hood of a car and a barrel hanging overhead. Nygma stood beside the car.

"Please tell me this is not one of you guys weird BDSM bondage thing," Hien asked, scurrying closer.

Penguin turns his head then grunts annoyed; "Great, of all the pre-adolescence that live in this city, it's you who maybe saves me from Nygma!"

"So, if this is not a weird BDSM thing, then what is it?"

"I'm going to kill him," Nygma said bluntly. "And if you are in my way, I'm going to kill you as well."

Hien takes a step back when Nygma points a gun at him and says quickly; "Hey, he pushed my aunt off of a building. I don't care what you do with him. In fact, maybe there is something I can do to assist you."

"What?!" Penguin bellowed in anger.

Nygma shrugs; "Okay, I allow you to watch."

Penguin's eyes widen in fear when he sees the grin creep up on Hien's face then whimpers; "Ed, please, killing me is not the way."

"Just admit you killed Isabella!"

Hien frowns puzzled; "Wait, who's Isabella?"

"His girlfriend who had the striking resemblance to Kringle," Penguin replied then says, addressed to Nygma; "If that is what you want, yes, I confess. I had her killed. But guess what? You should thank me because we both know what would have happened if I hadn't."

Nygma points his gun at Penguin, dangerously, and hollers; "Yes! I could have lived a life with the woman I loved! I could have been happy!"

"No, Ed. You would have killed her. Just like you did with the other one. You couldn't have helped it! And afterwards, you would have hated yourself!"

"You still shouldn't have done it!"

"Ed, I want you to know that I did it because I love you."

"SHUT UP!" Love is about sacrifice. It's about putting someone's else's needs and happiness before your own."

"Ed, please," Penguin whimpered.

Nygma ignores his old friend's whimpers.

"Cause the truth is, you would sacrifice anyone to save your own neck. Even me. Now, if you'll look above us, you will see cauldron of highly corrosive acid, which is currently being held in place by this chain."

Hien and Penguin follow Nygma's gaze and see he's telling the truth. The chain is indeed held in place by a big block of ice.

"When the ice melts, the chain comes loose, the vat of acid tips and…you get the idea."

Hien nods; "Yeah, it burns a hole in the hood right between his legs. If you lower him just a few inches, you might burn his balls off. I mean, it's just a suggestion."

Nygma inhales a deep breath then replies; "No, it will not burn a hole in the hood, but right in his stomach. I've done the calculations and my calculations are never wrong."

"Never say never," Hien replied.

"What does that supposed to mean?!"

"It means that I've done a quick math calculation and…

Hien's words get cut off by Nygma laughing loudly; "Math, really? I'm surprised you even know the word math, especially because they keep it at your school and you never attend it."

"Hey, I don't need school to do some math. I'm telling you, you burn a hole in the hood."

Nygma points his gun at Hien then hollers between clenched, angry teeth; "Shut up or I'll just shoot you!"

"Now I think of it, you're right. You burn a hole in his stomach, my bad," Hien said quickly.

Nygma calms down again then turns back to Penguin and tips his glasses further up his nose.

"So now you know, acid will burn a hole in your stomach."

Hien mumbles indistinctively; "In the hood of the car."

"Ed, please! I can change. Just give me a chance," Penguin whimpered.

Nygma drags in a deep sigh then looks at Hien and says; "You might wanna close your eyes. This is going to look horrific."

Jerome decided to announce their location to Bruce like a grand finale surprise and therefore put a sack over his head. Bruce didn't like it at all. He became very disorientated very quickly.

Suddenly his ears fill with indistinct shouting and screaming and that what his blindfold allows him to see is flashes of colored lights. The sack over his head muffled most of the music so it was very distorted.

Bruce tries very hard to figure out where he is, but the distorted music and the flashing, colored lights and shapes aren't helping much. Then suddenly the sack is removed and Bruce is temporarily blinded.

Soon his eyes are adjusted, Bruce realizes he's at a carnival. The distorted music now sounds like circus music and the flashing, colored lights and shapes happen to be the carnival rides and stands where you can win prizes.

Bruce spots a merry-go-round, but the only people who are seem to enjoy the ride are those who hold a gun. Their victims are either crying or whimper in fear.

"No, please. NO!" a woman screamed in fear, and when Bruce looks over he sees the game stands has been taken over my Jerome's crew as well. People are tied against the wall as targets while the hooligans shoot with a rifle onto the apple on their heads, or even use a small ball to hit their faces.

"Dance!" a goon laughed then starts to shoot at one man's feet who tries to dodge the bullets.

A cold shiver of utter horror runs down Bruce's spine, but when he looks left he sees people holding hammers and tried to squash their victim's heads as they pop up and down a small hole.

Jerome laughs then cups the sides of his mouth and hollers, enthusiastically; "Get him! Squash her! Get the old lady! No, the fat guy! Put your back into it!" Then noticing Bruce's horrified look; "What do you say, Bruce? Want to have some fun before the main event?"

Without waiting for Bruce's reply, Jerome wraps his arms around the boy's shoulders and forces him to walk with him as they start their stroll down the carnival grounds.

Meanwhile, Jim and his men arrive at the power plant where they find a very worried looking butler and men wearing masks and holding crossbows. Fearing that they kept Alfred hostage, Jim quickly rushes toward them, demanding them to drop their weapons.

"Detective Gordon, it's fine!" Alfred said and stepped between them before they could shoot bullets or arrows to each other. "They are with me."

Jim eyes the men hesitatingly but lowers his gun then nods to his men to do the same.

"Any news?"

Alfred shakes his head; "No! Master Sean and Mr. Fraser aren't anywhere. We tried to search the area around the exploded building, but all we found is scrap. Is there a chance this Jerome creep took them?"

Jim shakes his head; "Not according to Lucius."

"What do you mean?"

"Jerome payed Bruce a visit at the manor to kill him. Bruce was able to convince him to do it front of an audience to buy himself some more time."

A wild, frustrated and aggravated growl escapes from Alfred's throat before he bellows; "That's just great! Master Sean could be in trouble, the other rascals are out there either making trouble or get themselves into trouble, and now Master Bruce is life threatening danger as well?!"

"Harvey and some men are looking for him."

Alfred rolls his eyes; "Look where? They don't know where that psychopath took him."

"Most likely at a spot with lots of people," Jim said.

Volk takes a step forward then says; "How about the carnival that arrived today? I bet that's a crowded enough."

"And Jerome was raised in a circus. I think you might be right!" Jim said then turns to his Strike Team; "We are heading to the carnival everyone!"

The Strike Team quickly rush to their cars, and so does Jim until Alfred stops him and asks; "What about Master Sean and those other rascals?!"

"We can try search the area some more and see if we can find a lead to Sean Ornelas and this Mr. Fraser guy. Maybe someone saw something," Volk suggested. "And I can always ask the remaining members of my team to search for those other kids. You basically took them all with you to save that feline like girl, so we know how they look like."

Jim pokes his head outside the car window impatiently and asks; "Alfred, are you coming or what?"

"Yes, I'm coming, mate!" Then adds addressed to the Whispers; "A place that comes to mind is the Sirens. It's a nightclub and Miss Kyle loves it there. When you find them, approach them with caution, because once you spook them they know you are on to them and they will do everything to avoid you and your men."

Volk smirks cocky; "Hey, thanks to my sister's antics I know what that feline girl thinks. Don't worry, we will be very stealthy. She won't even know we were there until she's securely locked up in her room."

Alfred looks slightly doubtful, but turns around without saying anything and hops into the backseat of Jim's car.

"Alright boys! We have some very naughty teens to find. Since Dmitry, Jacob, and I know what those kids look like, we will be the leader of one of the three teams. Dimitry, you take Johnny, Bob, and Lenny with you and you go search for that weird kid who dyed one part of his hair green, the kid who needed a toilet break, and that kid that looks like a spitting image of Sean Ornelas. Jacob, you get the task to find that feline girl and her friends along with that weird boy who also happened to have green eyes and slightly darker brown, curly hair than that feline girl. Any questions?"

Jacob nods; "Yeah, am I supposed to do it on my own?"

"Sorry, I forgot. You take Declan, Louis, and Franky with you. The others come with me and we will search for Sean Ornelas and Mr. Fraser."

They all nod then separate ways doing their own task.

Sean startles awake then instantly sits upwards with a jolt. He winces softly when a pain snaps through the back of his head and his world starts to spin due to an overwhelming dizziness.

The young street boy billionaire tries to get some grip on his breathing until the dizziness subsides. Then his hand moves to the back of his head and feels something dry and sticky. That's when he remembers what happened.

Sean looks around and finds himself in a dark room. The only light that seeps inside is the moonlight through the cracks in the boarded up windows, creating shadows and shapes on the wall. In the distance he can hear indistinct circus music, reminding him that he was planned to go there with Selina, as some sort of a surprise date. But he forgot all about it soon he made the stupid mistake of sending Diefenbaker after Dwight.

The young boy starts to wonder what happened to Fraser and Diefenbaker. Did Tetch leave them at the side of the road or did he abduct them as well.

"Of course he abducted them. Otherwise Fraser would tell where to find me," Sean thought to himself then another unpleasant thought enters his mind. "What if Tetch hypnotized him?"

Sean narrows his eyes to look around more thoroughly. He can see objects placed against the wall, obviously furniture. He scans the floor he's sitting on, searching for a shape that could be Fraser or Diefenbaker.

Sean swallows a few times to moister his dry throat then calls out, barely louder than a whisper; "Fraser, where are you?"

Sean listens carefully for a reply, but nothing.

"Fraser?!"

Suddenly the lights in his room turn on and it blinds Sean's eyes momentarily. He closes them tightly to protect them, then a few seconds later he opens them, slowly, and realizes he's in an even smaller room than he expected, sitting on a thin, dirty mattress. He finds Fraser's unconscious body in the far corner, but Diefenbaker is nowhere to be seen.

Sean scans his eyes through the room. There are no light switches on the wall only a mirror and apart from him and Fraser there is no one else in the room, so who exactly turned the lights on?

The young boy rises up from his thin mattress then walks over to the only window and peeks through the cracks of the wooded boards. If it wouldn't be a full moon it would have been pitch dark. Also the only area that had lights was the carnival in the distance.

"Obviously their power supply didn't come from the exploded power plant," Sean thought to himself. "Now I come to think of it, nor does this place."

Sean hears soft whining outside the broken, boarded-up window he looks through and realizes Tetch keeps Diefenbaker hostage by tying him to a pole or something. He can even hear the chains rattle.

Suddenly, Sean realizes he had a lock-pick in his pocket. But then again, Tetch wouldn't be so stupid to not check his pockets, would he? But when Sean checks his pockets he finds it's still there, just like his wallet.

Without questioning the reason why Tetch hadn't checked his pockets, Sean approaches the door and places his lock-pick into the key hole. But then a sudden jolt of electricity shoots through his body and Sean drops the lock-pick in surprise, grunting softly.

Sean darts his eyes frustrated through the room then spots the only drawer which could contain something he can use to break the door. After a quick sprint, Sean opens the drawer and finds…weaponry?

"What's the meaning of this?"

Sean eyes the guns. Some of them look quite handy for shooting through a wooden door, but after checking them for bullets first, he discovered they were all empty.

"That's just great!" Sean grunted annoyed and dropped them back into the drawer and closed it, forcefully.

Sean turns around then walks back to his thin mattress when he suddenly heard a sound outside the door. It was barely louder than a soft rustling, but he had no trouble of hearing it.

Sean faces the door and waits for it to open, but after what seemed like two minutes, no one came inside.

"Sean?"

Sean turns around and finds Fraser sitting up on his mattress, holding his sore and dizzy head.

"Sorry, I didn't want to startle you. Where are we and what happened?"

Sean shrugs; "I don't know where Jervis Tetch took us, though, I can say somewhere at the west side of the city. If you hear closely you can hear the carnival music, which is on the south side of the city, and when looking through the boarded-up window you can see the lights of the rides in the distance. That's how I pin-point our location."

"Impressive! Did you learn that navigation stuff in the wilderness by any chance?"

Sean shakes his head; "No. I taught myself on the streets, though, I have been at places with not much civilization, but can't call it the wilderness either. The only place I can call wilderness is the island me and my friends got stuck on and got chased by two idiots who saw hunting people as a sport."

"Well I'm quite impressed you taught yourself that kind of stuff," Fraser said then looks around and asks worriedly; "Where's Diefenbaker?"

"Outside, chained onto something. I tried to use my pick-lock and unlock the door then found out Tetch kept it under voltage. Not much, but enough to make it hard for us to escape. And we have a drawer filled with unloaded weapons."

Fraser quirks an eyebrow; "Weird. I don't know much about this Tetch guy, but can you fill me up a little so I know what we're dealing with?"

"He's obsessed with rhymes and masters the skill of hypnotising people. Long story short, he's a freaky creep."

Fraser nods understandably then stands up as well and says, supporting himself against the wall; "See, that's why I left Canada, it's too boring."

Sean frowns; "Did I sense a bit of sarcasm?"

"Yes, that was totally sarcasm, and to be honest, I'm quite surprised myself too. As far as I can remember this is the first time."

Sean smirks; "Don't worry, it happens to the best of us. Especially when you hang around Selina who is the queen of sarcasm and masters it as if it's her second nature."

"Wait, isn't her cat-like abilities her second nature?"

"No, that's her first nature. Being a human is her third nature."

Fraser just nods understandably but wonders how it would be possible for two totally different persons to feel so much attracted to one and another. Most importantly, how did they find each other and how could they put up with one and another without driving each other crazy?

The vat with acid started to tip steadily, spilling droplets of acid that burned a hole into the hood of the car, right between Cobblepot's legs. When Hien pointed out he told him so, Nygma nearly exploded in anger then demanded the boy to stand behind the car and push it forward with all the strength he had in his body.

Hien snorted to that and laughed; "Hey, you do know I'm not Sean, right?"

"What does that supposed to mean?!" Nygma asked, infuriated.

Hien proceeds to smile and replies; "Look, even though my biceps are quite muscular, they are not as muscular as Sean's. He could push the car, but I can't."

Nygma rubs his hand across his face in frustration then growls; "Is there actually something you can do?!"

"Hey, don't judge me on my strength, alright?! I might not be strong enough but I'm smart enough. People don't call me The Riddler for nothing."

Nygma's ears starts to fume then bellows; "People don't call you The Riddler!"

"But they will soon after I proudly announced it to them," Hien grinned then skipped away and cried in glee; "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to The Sirens to announce it."

Nygma sways his fist in anger then charges after Hien, bellowing; "Get back right now! I'm gonna be The Riddler, not you!"

"Ha, depends on who's faster to announce it!" Hien laughed then increases his speed and disappears into the distance, very quickly.

Nygma forgets Penguin completely as he charges after the young teen, who laughs his head off in joy.

At the Sirens, Selina and Annie have loads of trouble with Rikki who has another bad case of too much full moon. They should have known it wasn't a good idea to take her with them, but she told them she could handle it. She had handled many full moons after the one in Switzerland so there was no reason to doubt her, but they should have.

"You know, maybe we should find ourselves a geek friend. A geek who knows something about planetarium alignments and knows how it affects the full moon. I mean, it's more than obvious one full moon makes her crazier than the other," Annie said while sipping from her eight cocktail.

Selina, sipping on number nine, nods then adds, importantly looking; "Sean once told me the full moon can also affect people. You think that's why people all turn bonkers tonight?"

"Nah, most of them were already bonkers and just waited for a crazy person to join. I mean, didn't Sean also say that people have the habit to form a herd?"

Selina smiles; "Yeah, Sean is so smart. That's one of the other reasons why I like him so much."

"Uhm, girls. I think you two should try stop your friend before she breaks our entire stage," Butch said cue pointing towards Rikki who tried to find her talent of playing an instrument and hammered like a crazy person onto the drum, with a microphone.

Selina shakes her head; "Nah, just let her play. Trust me, her antics are way better than the crimes committed outside."

"But she acts like a little child and it freaks me out."

Hien sprints inside The Sirens laughing then jumps onto the stage beside Rikki and snatches the microphone from her hands.

"Hey! That's mine!" Rikki exclaimed angrily.

Rikki was about to steal it back, but then she gets distracted when Nygma charges inside and hollers; "Butch, stop that boy!"

"I'm not following your orders, you little freak," Butch snorted then downs his whiskey down and pours himself another one.

"But-but," Nygma stammered.

Hien grins widely then puffs his chest and hollers into the microphone; "I'm here to proudly announce everyone who are present here today that I finally found my street name!"

"Don't you dare, you little maniac!" Nygma hollered. "Everyone knows it's my villain name and I won't let you steal it!"

Selina rolls her eyes impatiently; "Come on, tell us."

"From now on you guys can call me The R-AAAGH!"

Selina and Annie both share a questioned look when Nygma tackled Hien to the ground and starts to wrestle for the microphone.

"R-AAAGH? What does that even mean?"

Annie shrugs; "I have no idea, Selina. I have no idea."

Rikki joins in on the fight because let's be honest, the microphone belongs to her and without it she can't play drums.

Nygma finally managed to snatch the microphone and opened his mouth to announce his villain name when he received a sudden blow in his stomach.

"Thank you, Babs," Hien grinned then grabs the phone and bellows; "I'm The Riddler!"

Nygma shoots a dirty look at Barbara and bellows; "Why did you do that?!"

"You are not supposed to be here, remember?! You are supposed to be at a faraway warehouse doing something about Penguin!"

Hien snorts; "Far away warehouse, really? It's just a warehouse three blocks away from the nightclub."

Barbara rubs the bridge of her nose annoyed then asks slowly, emphasising every word; "Please don't tell me that kid was there-scratch that, don't tell me you left Penguin tied to the hood of the car without checking the acid actually killed him!"

Nygma gasps in a dramatic, offensive way; "Whaaat? Of course the acid killed him."

Barbara smiles pleased; "Excellent. Than I can call the five families and tell them I'm the new…

"Actually, the acid burned a hole in the hood right between Penguin's legs," Hien smirked. "But hey, don't look at me, I told Nygma his plan would fail, but did he listen? No, he did not. So yeah, basically he ran after me before fixing his plan first. I bet Penguin got loose and…

"NYGMA, YOU TOLD ME YOUR PLAN WOULD WORK!" Barbara screamed with a high pitched voice.

Tabitha shrugs nonchalantly; "I told you to not partner up with Nygma. His entire plan had a massive plot-hole from the start." Then she puts a cocktail olive into her mouth, dully.

"Yeah, and the plot-hole burned into the hood of the…

"SHUT UP!" Nygma yelled before Hien could finish his sentence. "Don't worry, we always have plan B."

Selina frowns; "Wait, what's got Bruce to do with this?"

"No, not Br-you know what, I'll just ignore you. How about we send your minions, Butch and Tabitha over to his mansion and have them kidnap him then bring him to the tallest building and I'll just throw him down?"

Selina and Annie share a meaningful look.

"Ah, you call it plan B because Bruce does have something to do with it," Selina commented.

Annie nods then adds; "Throwing Penguin off Wayne Enterprise is very clever."

"Wait, am I missing something here?!" Nygma yelled infuriated.

Tabitha rolls her eyes, majorly; "Everyone knows Wayne Enterprise is the tallest building in this city."

"Though, there is another flaw in your not so brilliant plan, Mr. N," Hien said importantly.

"SHUT UP! And don't call me Mr. N. It's the The Riddler. Although, it will be right after I killed Penguin."

"I'm afraid you have to pick another one," Selina said. "Hien just took that name."

Nygma clenches his teeth and fists then roars; "Then I'll just kill Hien then Penguin!"

"Alright, no one is going to kill a kid," Barbara said who felt a terrible headache coming up. "Right now we need to focus on our main goal and the main goal is making me queen of Gotham."

Hien scoffs; "You do know my aunt is out there, right? And she will come back and re-claim her spot and…

"Nygma, kill that kid!" Barbara said, suddenly changing her mind about what she said earlier.

Nygma draws his gun then Selina quickly steps between Hien and Nygma and exclaimed; "No one is going to kill one of my friends, specially not the crazy one!"

"Aw, I'm the crazy one? That's the most tear-jerking compliment anyone has ever said to me," Hien exclaimed then turns into a sobbing mess. "Selina never gives a compliment to anyone but herself, but she just gave me her very first complement and it's the best compliment anyone can receive!"

Selina rolls her eyes; "You do know I'm engaged to Sean, right? And secondly, I already give people loads of compliments, especially Sean when he arches his back so sexy when we…

"Okay, that's enough details for now," Tabitha said then looks at Butch and whispers behind her hand so he couldn't hear her; "Don't give too much details about Sean because Butch might get jealous he can't arches his back and…

"You know I can hear you, right?"

"Hey, did I ever tell you guys Sean had a leech on his p*nis?" Selina exclaimed promptly and everyone just stares at her, astonished. "Yeah, Sean usually doesn't get freaked out or scared, but yeah, he was so scared that moment. But you can't really blame him because he was only ten. So cute, sweet, romantic. He even stole my first kiss."

"And now you practically have to force him to kiss you," Annie laughed. "It's so weird how fast he changed. I know you guys most likely won't believe Sean stole her kiss, because you know him like that insecure boy, but I was there. Okay, he was shy and insecure back then as well, now I think of it, but he did steal her first kiss."

Selina nods proudly; "Yup, he stole it. And yeah, now I practically have to force him to get a kiss on my lips. Sure, he gives quick cheek kisses every time he goes outside the house, but that's because he's insecure and doesn't dare to kiss me on my lips."

"And still he proposed to you," Nygma commented. "Insecure my ass. I bet it's all an act."

"Don't you dare talk about my Sean-y kitty toy like that, riddle creep! You don't know Sean like we do, and even though he's insecure about his looks, we know he will and can beat your face to unrecognizable pulp!"

"Yeah! And the moon is round and silver! I like the moon when it's round and silver," Rikki cried and everyone stares at her astonished. "What? You don't like it when the moon is round and silver?"

"Are you guys sure your friend is feeling okay?" Butch asked who gets slightly scared of Rikki's behavour.

Barbara rolls her eyes; "Who cares if her marbles are fine or not. I mean, no one's marbles in this city are fine! The proof is out there breaking my city apart and if Penguin is still alive he will try save the day and I miss my chance of becoming queen."

"I'm queen of the sea!" Rikki exclaimed in glee then starts banging on the drum again with her fists until Barbara shoots and icy stare at her. "Sorry, proceed your rant."

"Alright, Butch, Tabitha, you two go to Penguin's mansion and see if you can kidnap him. I don't care how you do it, just do it. Then you'll throw him off a cliff or something."

Nygma stomps his foot in anger then hollers; "NO! I get to kill him!"

"Or…" Selina says with sing-song voice then adds when she has everyone's attention; "They bring him back here and you allow me and my friends to have some fun with him. I mean, I still didn't get my payback for when he gossiped about me and said I like older men. He even stalked me for days trying to make pictures of me spanking people."

Tabitha frowns; "Wait, wasn't Nygma in it as well?"

The woman's question hasn't left her lips or Nygma was already lying on the floor, unconscious.

"And that's why we are also going to have some fun with Nygma as well," Selina smirked.

A grin curls up on Tabitha's lips as well.

Sean and Fraser hadn't heard a thing on the other side of the door for quite some time and that's why Sean decided to take a look through the key hole. It's always handy to know what to expect if they do manage to escape, somehow.

Making sure his nose or face won't touch the lock and get another jolt, Sean peers through the key hole. It was completely dark outside the door. But then suddenly the lights turn on briefly then it's dark again.

Sean frowns and moves slightly closer towards the keyhole, waiting for the lights to turn on again, though he's not even sure if it will happen. But it does, very briefly.

"Probably just a dodgy light bulb," Sean thought to himself.

Sean resumes looking for another minute and every time the light turns on for a split second he can see an enormous hallway with lots of doors. It seems to him they are kept hostage in an abandon mansion.

The street boy is about to turn around to tell Fraser what he sees when he saw something move. It was fast and only noticeable when the light bulb flickered on and off. It could be his imagination, but what if it wasn't?

Sean peers through the keyhole and waits. Then when the light flickers on, Sean sees a shape run across the hallway. His heart starts to beat faster and he backs away from the door.

"Sean, what did you see?" Fraser asked and stood up before walking over to Sean.

Sean cleared his throat then replies, bravely; "Probably Tetch or Mr. Helzinger trying to scare the crap out of us by running up and down the hallway and a creepy, flickering light bulb to make it all the more scarier."

"Sean, there is nothing wrong with admitting you were slightly creeped out. You know that, right?"

Sean nods, nonchalantly; "Yeah I know. But I wasn't scared, that's all. Anyway, we can't open the lock, but how about we scope this room for an air vent or something?"

Fraser nods then the both of them start searching for another way out.

Meanwhile, Bruce isn't doing so well either. Jerome decided to hand him over to a face-painter who turned his face into a sad looking clown.

"Got to be honest with yah, Bruce, you don't look like the world's funniest clown," Jerome said when he leaned over Bruce's shoulder from behind then grinned at him in the mirror. "But ooh, we can fix that."

Jerome grabs his knife then holds it in front of Bruce's throat before making up his mind and stabs it into the face painter's leg. The poor man groaned in pain then started to sob.

"Aw, shut up, you big baby," Jerome said then took some of the blood and strokes it onto Bruce's lips, laughing; "Let's turn that frown upside down."

Jerome cackles rhythmically then wraps his arm around Bruce and forces him to walk with him.

A little while later, after Jerome explained to Bruce why he created the madness, they stood nearby a fish tank full of piranhas. On top it was a man sitting on a seat, bounded, and Jerome was holding a ball ready to hit the target next to the tank so the man would tumble in the water and get eaten.

"A few dozen brainwashed maniacs can't keep the city hostage forever," Bruce said.

"Well, duh," Jerome said as if Bruce just stated out the obvious.

"So what's the point?"

Jerome drags in an annoyed sigh then turns to face Bruce and replies, reluctantly; "The point is that all these people out there, looting, robbing, killing, they're the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash. And what happened the moment the lights went out, huh? They showed their true faces. They showed how quickly they want to open up your rich boy veins and bathe in your blue blood."

Bruce pierces his eyes calmly into Jerome's eyes then says; "Actually, the people who are there, looting and robbing or whatever, never ever washed my car or took out my trash in their life, because that's Alfred's job. Besides, I don't even drink coffee. Secondly, those who want to open my so called 'rich boy veins' and bathe in my so called 'blue blood' is you and your stupid, brainwashed minions, which brings me back to the fact that they can't show me their 'true faces' because I never saw their 'not true faces' to begin with. And you, you already showed me your ugly true face a long time ago, remember? So yah, basically what you just said is a load of crap."

Jerome looks astonished for a moment then says; "I think my brain just fried."

"Again, you first need a brain to begin with."

Jerome's faces turns soar after Bruce's insult but then he sees the business man somehow had untied himself and escaped while Bruce was busy with his long explanation.

"Great! You made that man escape."

"That was the point," Bruce said, smirking widely.

Jerome pulls in another deep, annoyed sigh then exclaims; "You know what, that's why I hate you Bruce. Because you are way clever and smarter than me. But wait, if I'll just kill you, I will be smartest again."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but Sean is even smarter than me, so yeah…there goes you're not so brilliant plan."

"Fine! Then I'll just have Sean train me to become…

"Sorry, Sean will never ever work for you! He's my friend and…

"Really? Who says your so called friends aren't out there trying to find you and slid your throat, huh?! I mean, maybe Sean is even looking for you to make his dream of beating you to crap come true."

"Sean is not like that!"

"How can you be sure, huh? How can you be sure a night like this won't awaken Mr. Nighstalker that's hiding deep inside him?"

"I know because he's my friend. There are still good people in Gotham."

Jerome starts laughing loudly; "The only good people are the sheep who lock their doors and crawl under their beds. Face it, kid, Gotham has no heroes. And Sean Ornelas definitely won't become one. All right. Enough dilly-dally. To the main event."

Jack and Harley were enjoying themselves for quite some time. They used thick sticks and branches with leafs and turned their shadows in giant looking monsters whenever a person walked past them. Even the goons working for Jerome peed their pants in fear then ran away, screaming their heads off.

"Hah, this is so much fun!" Jack laughed when another victim ran away screaming. "I should have turned this city in darkness a long time ago, but no. Instead I waited for that Jerome creep to do it instead, but nonetheless, it's still fun."

Harley nods then says; "Besides, maybe you come up with a much cooler idea. I know you will."

"Yeah, you're right. Hey, let's see if we can find that Court of Owls lady's house and throw some bombs inside."

Harley bobbed her head in utter glee then they turned to skip on, but suddenly hit a massive wall and fell backwards to the ground.

"Wait, who put that wall right in the middle of the street?!" Jack bellowed infuriated then opened his eyes and saw it was not a wall. It was Dmitry and a group of other Whisper members. "Oh, it's you."

Jack scrambled to his feet and Harley did the same then whispers; "Why is he wearing a mask?"

Jack shrugs; "He isn't allowed to speak or whatever. What I like to know is why you guys are here."

"Hiya," Eight said, and that's when Jack and Harley saw he was slumped over one of the men's shoulder. "A group of creepy girls thought I was Sean and chased me until these guys saved me."

Harley frowns; "Wait, then why are you slumped over the shoulder like that?"

"I don't know. Maybe because they think I will escape. I told them I wouldn't, but yeah…they don't believed me as you see."

Jack shrugs; "Oh well…don't mind us but we will head over to our next antic. Scaring Kathryn and throw laughing gas bombs into her house."

Before Jack and Harley could take a step, Dmitry flicked his fingers then two men slumped them over their shoulders.

"All right, this is so not cool!" Jack growled. "What part of scaring Kathryn don't you get?"

Without another word, Dmitry and his men walked back to their van and dropped the three teens in the back to transport them back to Wayne Manor.

Meanwhile, Jacob managed to find Loïc and his elk, Elliot, who harassed some citizens, or better yet, Jerome fans.

"Just let us through, alright?" a girl yelled, holding a 'I love Jerome' banner. She even tried to walk around the elk, but Loïc pulled the rains and Elliot stepped into her path. "Come on, let us through. Thanks to you we will miss the main event at the carnival."

After watching the crowd for a while, Volk finally decided to just grab Loïc so the girls could proceed walking.

"It's Loïc, right?" Volk asked, walking closer.

Loïc looks at the brother of the leader of the whisper gang then cries in glee; "Hey, it's Jacob, right? How are you doing?"

"You're his friend?" the girl with the 'I wanna French kiss Jerome' banner asked. "If you are, could you please remove him off the road? We are on our way to see our sexy Jerome showing his main event."

Jacob sighed; "Alright, Loïc, come on. We get you back to-wait, did you say Jerome?"

"Yes! He's hot and so adorable and-

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Jacob said, slightly annoyed. "What is this big main event and where is it happening?"

The girl narrows her eyes, suspiciously; "Wait, you're not a cop, are you?"

"No, I'm not a cop. Ever heard of the Whisper gang?"

"No."

"Excellent! Now tell me, where can we watch his main event and what can we expect?"

The girl rolls her eyes; "At the carnival, duh."

"Yeah, Jerome is going to kill rich boy Bruce Wayne. Someone texted me and said there is going to be a canon involved."

And with that, the group of Jerome fans skip off.

"You are still planned to take me back to Wayne Manor or are we going to save Bruce?"

Jacob sighed; "We are going to The Sirens to collect that feline girl and her friends. In the mean time I'll call your butler and tell him where to find Bruce Wayne so they can save him."

"Bad idea," Loïc said. "Trust me, Alfred is too old to play ninja slash bodyguard, and Jim is too much of a rookie. Bullock needs my help."

Jacob snorts; "Your help? And what do you think you can do?"

"Trust me, Sean taught me some freaking cool fight moves. He trained us, did you know that? Of course you don't. But anyway, I'm good at it. I mean, Sean would still be training us if he thinks we aren't ready. So yeah, I'm ready to kick some butts."

Jacob sighed; "Yeah, or Sean knew you would never be ready to fight and just decided to not waste more time on trying to train you."

"You gonna walk or what?"

"You're coming with me in the van."

"Sorry, Elliot doesn't like narrow spaces. We'll meet you at the carnival, all right?"

"No, not all right! We go the Sirens and leave this rescue mission over to-

"You know what, you're right. We need backup. I'll just call Selina and have her and her friends meet up with us at the carnival, all right?"

Penguin opened his eyes and found himself tied to a chair and surrounded by Barbara, Selina, and Selina's friends. Butch and Tabitha leaned against the bar, smirking.

"I suppose I underestimated you, Barbara," Penguin said, realizing he was in a spot he couldn't get out so easy. "Together, you turned Ed against me. And then, together, you hatched a plan to destroy everything I made?"

Barbara nods proudly; "Yeah, pretty much."

Penguin laughs then says; "Well, I hope you're happy at the head of the table."

"You know, the table is more or less littered with old dudes, but, hey, it's a place to grow," Barbara said with a cheerful smile.

Penguin rolls his eyes; "And now you got what you want, you don't need Ed anymore."

"Uh-uh."

"Wow, it didn't take you long to turn on each other," Penguin snorted.

Barbara chuckles; "You know, I think of it as a limited partnership that needs dissolving."

Penguin penetrates his cold eyes onto Selina and grumbles; "And what is in it for you. What is your reason for being here?"

Selina looks at Penguin, equally coldly, and replies; "Remember Valentines day and the days after? You and Nygma stalked me and told the papers lies about me, only because you thought Sean would be heartbroken enough for you to defeat him or whatever."

"Still, I don't see Ed anywhere. Why you only try to get payback on me?!"

Selina shares a smirk with her friends then replies; "Don't worry, Nygma's in the back right now resting up for his next torture session. Also we have to wait until his body recovered itself from the amount of blood we drained outside of him."

Penguin gasps in horror; "You monsters!"

"Hey, it was either 1 litre or Tabitha slitting his throat," Selina commented in her defence.

Penguin starts to sob then Barbara rolls her eyes and snaps; "Ugh, stop whining. We didn't hurt your lover, yet!"

"If you dare to wrinkle on hair on his head I'll…

"You what?!" Barbara exclaimed in anger.

Butch smirks; "Just give me five minutes and he will think again before threatening us."

"I'll do it in three," Tabitha commented.

Butch shoots daggers with his eyes then bellows with booming voice; "Why you always do that?"

"What?"

"Cut me down like that in front of people."

"I'm just saying…

"I CAN DO IT IN ONE SECOND!" Selina announced, proudly.

They take a moment to look at Selina, astonished then Hien enters the room.

"Hey guys, maybe you should wrap this up quickly, because Nygma just woke up and threatens he will burn this place down once he freed himself."

Barbara rolls her eyes; "No one can escape Selina's tight knots, remember? Just keep him busy with some hard riddles."

"Okay, and if you say so," Hien said then wanted to leave but remembers something; "Oh yeah, Loïc just called on your phone, Selina. He said Jerome organized some crazy main event at the carnival."

Selina sighs; "I don't care, Hien."

"Do you still not care when I tell you his main event is shooting daggers and other sharp objects into Bruce's tiny and scrawny body?"

Selina flicks her fingers then wraps herself around Annie, just like Rikki and Hien, then swoop away to the carnival. Tabitha, Butch, Barbara, and Penguin all look shell-shocked at their sudden disappearance.

At the carnival, Jim, Bullock, and Alfred sit like three bandits in a car looking at the entrance when they suddenly see Elliot dash across the street carrying Jacob and Loïc on his back.

"WT-F?" Bullock frowned.

A second later they see Annie pop up out of nowhere and Selina, Hien, and Rikki are wrapped around her.

"No way no! They are not going to blow this mission and have Master Bruce killed!" Alfred bellowed infuriated then grabbed his gun and jumped outside the car then rushed towards the teens, Jacob, and Elliot.

Bullock and Jim join a few seconds later.

"I told you to bring them to Wayne Manor!" Alfred bellowed.

Jacob gasps in defence; "Hey, this was not my idea!"

"Then why are they here?" Jim asked.

"He called them." Jacob points at Loïc.

"You didn't stop him?!" Alfred grunted.

Jacob shrugs; "Nah, I figured it would be easier when they come to me instead I'll search for them."

"Wait, so this was a trap. Loïc, I hate you," Selina exclaimed. "You are no longer part of the Wayne Manor gang."

"Wait, this is not a trap. Some Jerome fans said Bruce was going to get killed by Jerome," Loïc shouted in his defence.

Selina snorts; "Jerome fans, pfth. No one would be crazy enough to be a Jerome fan."

"We love you Jerome Valeska!" A group of girls hollered then skipped past the gang inside the carnival.

"Okay, correction, even Jerome wouldn't be crazy enough to shoot Bruce into smithereens."

"STEP UP EVERYONE, BILLIONAIRE BRUCE WAYNE IS GOING TO GET PIERCED BY A THOUSAND KNIFES!"

"Loïc, welcome back to the gang. Now let's grab our weapons of choice and show that carrot face how much my kitty toy Sean taught us!"

Before the adults could stop them, the teens charged inside and found Jerome mounting the canon, ready to blast the contents inside towards Bruce who was painted like a sad little clown. The crowd gets smashed into all kinds of directions then get beaten to pulp by Hien and Loïc while Selina and Annie drag Jerome off the canon and show him how the medieval in Gotham looked like. But once it turned out Jerome actually liked it there, they had no other choice than take him back.

"Here you go, detective Gordon," Selina said proudly when she and Annie handed Jerome over to the cop which wasn't hard because all Jerome could do was spinning on his feet.

Rikki joins them with Bruce and says; "There you go, bubbly butler. Your beloved master Bruce is back in one piece. It was lucky we saved him otherwise he might he sliced his wrist while trying to open the cuffs with a stapler."

"I knew what I was doing, Rikki," Bruce said annoyed.

Rikki snorts sarcastically; "Sure you were. I don't know much about lock picking, my billion-worth friend, but I do know a stapler is not strong enough to break a lock open."

Alfred hugs Bruce; "Master Bruce, I'm so happy you're save."

"Yeah, otherwise you had to search for another job, huh?" Bullock laughed then suddenly remembers something; "Wait, did your brother contact you back about Sean?"

Jacob shook his head.

Selina gasps; "Sean-y! What happened to Sean-y?!"

"Nothing, he's uhm, when Jerome attacked the manor to kidnap Master Bruce he locked Master Sean in a bathroom," Alfred lied.

"LIAR!" Selina yelled. "No one is strong enough to lock Sean up!"

Loïc mounts onto Elliot and hollers; "Alright, guys, let's go rescue Sean Ornelas!"

"You don't even know where he is," Jim snapped.

Loïc smirks; "Yes I do! I tagged his shirt tag with a GPS, like Selina asked me to do."

Bullock gasps astonished; "What's a GPS?"

"It's a gadget from the future. Cops use it all the time," Annie replied. "And Selina wanted to test it out on Sean."

Alfred wanted to open his mouth, but then Jack and Harley came dashing towards them while riding Selina's horse/unicorn, Mr. Flowerworth. Dmitry ran after them swaying his fists and signalling for them to come back.

"YOU!" Jack bellowed and hopped off Mr. Flowerworth then bowled towards Jerome and punched his face. "That's for coming up with a better chaos plan than me! Also, let me get this straight, I'm going to be the joker, not you!"

Jerome just laughs in return then Jack punches him some more. Jim and Alfred then decided to split them apart and put Jerome in the police car ready to transport to the asylum. Then when they turned back to the teens they already had dashed away on Mr. Flowerworth's and Elliot's backs.

Jervis decided to take Sean outside the room and hypnotise him, but not before tying him securely onto a seat.

"Just look deep into my eyes, Sean and listen how this watch synchronises with your heartbeat. When you hear the name Nightstalker you will only obey me and…

Sean starts to yawn openly.

"You will only obey me and…

"Tetch, you do realize your watch is broken, right?"

"It's not broken, they just took the batteries out. Oh well, maybe I'll should try to hypnotise that silly scout."

Sean rolls his eyes; "He's a Mountie, and his name is Fraser. Besides, don't you need a working watch?"

"Weird, it looks like you obedience upon hearing the name Nightstalker just disappeared. Now I need to come up with a different plan, but not before my new friend put you and your friend and his pet into the van."

Jervis turned around to yell for Mr. Helzinger, but Sean, who finally managed to untie the ropes behind his back, suddenly clenches his fist and punches him straight in his face. Mr. Helzinger who just happened to walk in the room, gasped in shock.

"Hey, if you promise to release my friend from that room, I'll get you a big supply of ice cream."

The big man nodded with a happy smile then unlocked the door to let Fraser out. Then suddenly the front door burst open and Selina and her friends charged inside followed by Volk and his men who tried to stop them, but failed.

"Jervis, if you dare to damage my-" Then Selina saw the unconscious man lying on the floor. "Aw, Sean-y, you are so strong! Alright everyone, Sean is save!"

Selina hurled herself around Sean's neck and vacuums her lips tightly onto Sean's then they manage to make out for two minutes, because that's when Volk interrupted them.

"What are we going to with him?" Volk asked and pointed at Jervis.

Sean smirks; "No worries, he has a ticket to the asylum, and I'm personally going to deliver him."

"It seems like they get two residence today," Jack laughed. "Jim and Bullock took Jerome after kidnapping and trying to kill Bruce."

Sean widens his eyes; "What?"

"Don't worry, Bruce is fine and he will tell you all about it," Rikki smirked. "Although, he did try to slice his own wrists with some staplers. He thought they would be a handy tool to unlock his cuffs."

Kathryn invited a bunch of mysterious guests to her house and poured some tea into cups. Obviously she hadn't a butler or whatever to do it for her, or maybe she did have one but he joined Jerome and his maniacs friends.

"Tonight was close," she said after pouring the first one and reaching it to the smallest person in the room. "We could have lost Gotham for good. Soon, we will act, and you will be called upon."

A wicked grin curls Kathryn's lips as she looks at her little apprentice, Ivy. Then she pours a second cup of tea and hands it to Five.

"They've done an amazing job erasing the scars. Are you prepared?"

Five nods; "Yes. But I still don't understand how I can help save Gotham."

Zane, taking the third cup of tea poured by Kathryn, says; "You two are only a tiny part of the main plan. You will take Bruce Wayne's place when the time is right, and in the meantime, Ivy goes back to her street friend, aka Sean's Ornelas's fiancé, Selina Kyle, and introduces my sister Kayla who will try to seduce Sean."

"What if she asks me where I've been all these months?" Ivy asked worriedly.

Zane shrugs; "Just tell a part of the truth. Just say some bad man pulled you out of the river then nursed you back to health only because they wanted to sell you to some child traffickers or something. Kayla can be one of the so called victims as well."

Blake sighs; "You really think Kayla will be able to seduce and persuade Sean into joining the Court?"

"No one refuses the Court, Blake," Zane replied with an eye roll then blows at his tea. "Kayla knows how to flirt with boys, she done it many times. She even got enough of them between the sheets with her."

"If Sean Ornelas is who you said he is, he won't be as easy as those other boys she flirted with. I fear it will be a too much of a challenge."

Zane shrugs; "Kayla loves challenges, she said so herself. Besides, if you have a better plan to have Sean join us, please tell us."

Blake just grunts in reply.

"That's settled then, huh?" Kathryn smiled and poured herself a cup of tea. "Soon Kayla thinks she has Sean in her pocket, Five will take Bruce Wayne's place."

They all nod agreed and drink their tea.

Volk pulls their van in front of the asylum doorway so it's easier for Sean to drag Jervis outside and into the building.

"Walk, weirdo," Sean said and pushed Jervis towards the building, accompanied by Volk and his men carrying their crossbows in case Jervis would pull up a fight.

Suddenly an uproarious laughter echoed through the air.

Sean and the others turn around and see a police van ride through the asylum gates towards the building. It's not a hard guess who's in the back.

"Sean, you're okay?" Bullock asked after hopping outside the van. Jim steps out as well then heads to the back with some guards who help him to take the prisoner out.

Sean nods; "Yeah, we are here to bring this idiot back into his cell."

Bullock sighs relieved then Jim and the guards walk towards them with Jerome who gasps, astonished.

"Sean Ornelas, I'm your biggest fan! I've read every article about your adventures and-and-and…I'm curious how you survived all of that, and the bullet, and the cold water and-and-and…I'm also curious how it shaped you. I mean, do you think about killing people? Do you want to kill Bruce Wayne?"

Jim shakes Jerome like a ragdoll and grunts; "Shut up and keep walking!"

"I've read they say you have an inner villain named Nightstalker and it's only a matter of time until he comes out, but when he does, oh man, I bet he's going to stir some chaos in this city!"

Sean clenches his fists in anger and before anyone can stop him, Sean attacks Jerome and starts punching his face, yelling; "This is for kidnapping my friend, Bruce! And this is for blowing up the power plant and turn the city in darkness, bringing all my friends in danger!"

Jerome cackles loudly; "Nightstalker, come out, come out! I know you want to! You are stronger than Sean, so just show me your true face, Nightstalker!"

"AAAGH!" Sean screamed and punched Jerome some more while Jervis laughed loudly in the background, and Bullock and Jim tried to split them apart before Jerome's face would be nothing but unrecognizable pulp.

Bullock finally managed to get Sean off of Jerome then the whispers escort Jervis inside while Jim and the guards escort Jerome inside the building and to their cells.

"Calm down, Sean. Think about Selina and Luna. Don't let Jerome get to you, you are not Nightstalker."

Sean drags in a deep sigh then replies; "I know, but I just want to wreck his face."

"Understandable, but this is Gotham, man. With a good lawyer, Jerome can get you into Blackgate for assault."

Sean nods; "Yeah, you're right, Bullock. Can I get a lift back to Wayne Manor?"

Bullock wraps his arm around Sean's shoulder and says; "Sure, but first we get a beer."

"Sure, if you pay the bill."

Let me know what you think about this chapter. I tried to include more Sean than I did in the previous chapter.

As for the next chapter, I really wanted to have them go to the carnival and have some fun after all. Any ideas on what kind of things I should use?