Author's Note: Since I made the first chapter of this story, I wanted to see if this was just going to be either a carbon copy of Batman: Arkham Asylum with Blake thrown into the mix or create something completely new.

And in these thoughts, blurry ideas began to form within my mind, and in no time at all, I finally had the story in my head.

So I'm going to tell you guys a few things before the second chapter begins:

1. Yes, there will be sequels (if you guys love it enough and want more). But a Ripple Effect-esque mood will be involved, there'll be more interactions between the Rogue's gallery of Gotham as Blake gets more involved (though I'm not going to say what happens, you'll have to see for yourselves).

2. Lastly, there's no doubt you guys will be absolutely confused and ask questions on what progresses in the story, but I have total justification for it (some of you guys, though not all, will hate me for it; others' expressions will be similar to, "Wait what!", and the remainder will love me for it).


Q&A:

Sai Kunai Blade: This takes place the night after the last episode of RWBY Volume 1 (Black and White).

Justus80: If you knew me, then you'd know I never make things THAT simple. Hehehe...


I do own RWBY or Batman.

"Note to self: Need stronger test subjects."


-Chapter 2: The Test Subject-

Another piece added to the board, turning the tide of the game, it seems.

The Dark Knight of Gotham and the Black Cat of... Remnant. Even I cannot fathom the outcome of these events, too many unknown variables, this addition is too enigmatic, too... inscrutable. The inmates of Arkham, the prisoners of Blackgate; enemies, allies, all will change with this new piece on the board.

This... Blake Belladonna will make her mark on Gotham as she walks alongside the Batman, changing his life as well as those she meets or will soon meet along the way.

Still, her presence in this city will be... amusing.

Most amusing indeed.

Now, as of now, Miss Belladonna has finally begun her trek into Arkham.


"Put the fucking sword down!" the young officer screamed at Blake, the pistol in his hands pointing menacingly at her.

These were the first words that were spoken directly to her almost an hour after she had woken up in this city. She didn't know where she was or how she got to the city she was currently in, but she knew it was nighttime. At first, she thought the place she was in was a dream of some sorts. Why? First off, the moon was full.

Full, as in not shattered. As in fully whole

This discovery shocked her out of her own senses. Why was the moon whole? How was the moon whole? So she came to the conclusion to this was just a vivid, surreal dream. Well, at first she would.

She had surveyed her surroundings, it was a city of concrete and metal for the newer parts of the city, as well as of brick and mortar for the older.

She picked herself up off the floor, brushing and muck or grime that may have stuck to her. Blake's first priority was finding out where she was, so she continued to pass through the streets in curiosity, unknowing of the whispers that were passing by from some of the more anxious civilians. She could've heard them, but she was too astonished to notice or pay attention

It wasn't until a more nervous citizen decided to call the police and let them take care of the girl with the sword strapped to her back.

In less than ten minutes, the GCPD sent their... less seasoned officers to handle the situation, seeing that it would be no problem and the fact that they were preoccupied with another situation, one concerning the Gotham City Hall and an escaped inmate from Arkham Asylum.

Besides, it was a girl with a sword. She'd have to get close to get him. He had nothing to worry about, right?

The young cop was about to find out how wrong he was.

"Look, I'm a Huntress in training. I don't know where I am, so if you can please help m-" she tried to reason with the uniformed man, sensing a tinge of fear from him as he began to speak to her once more.

"I don't care who or what the fuck you are, drop the weapon, get on your knees and put your hands behind your head!" his voice rose in pitch, but still held it's attempted authoritative tone. Blake noticed the subtle shaking in his hands as the gun was still pointed in her direction.

He was afraid. Though she didn't know why; the bow on her head was tightly secured so he would see her ears. So why was he afraid?

The Faunus sighed, she would have to incapacitate him as quickly as possible.

Blake closed her eyes and activated her semblance, extending her blade as she rushed towards him.

She only meant to knock him out with the flat end of her blade, aware of the fact that he most likely did not possess Aura. But she miscalculated how quick his reaction was.

As soon as he saw the mysterious girl rushing towards him in a flash of black, he immediately jumped out of the way to avoid being attacked.

Only to feel a sharp slice make its way across the right side of his face, feeling sharp, indescribable as the blade tore through his skin, starting from below his temple before stopping midway past his neck.

He fell to the ground with a sharp, painfully shrill scream as he clutched the side of his face as it quickly began to bleed. The officer couldn't do anything but watch as the girl before him immediately sheathed her sword and took off running, catching a look of panic in her eyes before she turned away.

The young man finally managed to work up the willpower and shakily grabbed the radio hanging from his torso.

"A-all units... this is O-o-Officer Franklin. 10-78, I-I'm wounded and require a-assistance," he fumbled, trying to get the words right. He was still fresh out of the academy and this is one of his first assignments.

Blake continued running as she heard him speak into the radio, requesting a medical team as well as sending several police cars after the assailant: her.

She panted heavily as she did not stop running, vaulting and dodging over oncoming traffic, trying to stay alive as she continued to avoid the authorities.

But this pyrrhic victory was short-lived. Several police cars quickly surrounded her from all sides of traffic, blockading and preventing any escape on her part. She stood in the center of a four-way intersection and was forced to squint as the lights from the cars flooded into her eyes, temporarily blinding her.

Out of instinct, she unsheathed her sword and held it in front of her defensively.

Then a voice spoke. A gruff, yet at the same time, assuring voice sounded through a loudspeaker.

"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to drop the weapon and place your hands above your head," the voice spoke.

She was out of options. Too many people surrounded her and she couldn't take them all on even if she tried, because despite what people may believe, Aura can only protect you from a hailfire of bullets only for so long. Besides, she didn't know where she was, she was alone without her friends and was nearly scared beyond death.

She sighed in defeat and dropped her sword, placing her hands above her head reluctantly.

"Always the charmer, you are, Jim," a quieter, yet deep and sarcastic voice spoke, she heard as the sound of steps continued to approach her.

Blake felt her arms being pulled against her back as she felt a pair of handcuffs being snapped around her wrists.

"Let's just get going, Harv," the other voice, the gruff one, said as he pulled her up and led her into one of the cars.

"Alright. You heard the Commissioner, we got this!" the other voice, the (formerly) sarcastic one yelled to the rest of the police, who merely nodded, got in their cars and headed back to the station.

As soon as the light died down, she saw their faces. Both of were older men, obviously law enforcement.

"Oh yeah, you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent and all that crap. Let's just get goin' Gordon," the larger man said, the other merely grunted in affirmation.

This was going to be a long night...


-Present Time-

"-And that's how I ended up here," Blake explained as she walked through the halls of the Asylum, the Batman listened carefully to her story, crushing a set of chattering toy teeth bouncing and sliding across the ground, letting out quiet, yet deranged comical laughter as they were crushed beneath his boots.

"Hmm, and you have no idea how you got here? Not the slightest clue?" he asked as he tossed a batarang at a pair of toy teeth moving around the floors.

"No, I just woke up in... Gotham," she answered, trying to get used to the name of the city, as though it felt foreign, in this case it was.

"Hmm..." Batman hummed quietly, as though in thought.

The two continued to follow the white line that directed them down the hallways, unknowing of where this path would take Blake.

"Two inmates up ahead, get ready," Batman warned as he quickly made his way down the hallway.

He was right, as soon as he got close, two Blackgate prisoners made their way towards him, the look in their eyes meant that they were out for blood.

"Warning: Security Breach in level B3," a feminine voice rang out through the speakers.

"We're gonna make you bleed, Batman," one of them spat as he threw a punch at the black-clad knight, who easily caught the fist and returned a hard punch to the jaw, knocking him out. He then watched as Blake sent a reeling kick into the other man sending him backwards against the wall, who was then incapacitated with a sharp jab to the neck with her elbow.

"Good work," the Bat said as he continued to walk in the same direction that they continued to go.

'Wait, did he just congratulate me?!' she thought in disbelief, the Faunus quickly shook her head and quickly bounded over to the man, continuing to walk alongside him.

"Warning: Security Breach in level B2. Warning: Security Breach in level B8."

Blake watched as Batman then held a hand up to his cowl's ear.

"Oracle, can you hear me?" he asked.

What's he talking to? Oracle? She thought as he continued to converse with this alleged voice in his cowl of a head.

Realization came to her, he was talking into an earpiece, though the new question was: Who was he talking to? This... 'Oracle'.

"Joker's escaped custody. He's running free in Arkham," Batman explained, then paused as though the person on the other end was responding.

"Commissioner Gordon is safe. Joker's not far ahead, I'll stay in contact," and with that, his hand lowered to his side as he continued to walk through another door that slid open, revealing a small hallway with an office on the other end. Blake took notice of the two officers standing behind the electric gate.

"Who was that?" she asked.

"None of your concern," he answered, though there was not even a hint of hostility in his voice.

Blake merely hummed in thought. Perhaps this 'Oracle' was a friend of Batman.

Funny, she never thought a man such as him actually had friends. But then again, she was not in Remnant, so she didn't know what to expect at this point.

"Let him go, you'll only end up in more trouble if you continue!" the guard near the gate yelled.

One of the other guards then turned to see the Caped Crusader approaching them.

"Hey Batman, over here!" he shouted.

"Thank God! It's Zsasz, he's got Mike. He's strapped in the chair, Zsasz has totally lost it!" the officer told him. The Faunus took a few steps closer and peered into the electric gate to see what was going on.

"Wait here," Batman reassured.

"You can't, he'll kill Mike if he sees anyone trying to get close," the man warned.

"He won't see me."

Blake caught sight of a bald man covered in... tally mark shaped scars, he wore nothing but an inmate outfit, covered in straps and padlocks. In his hand was a detonator, standing in front of a guard bound by arm restraints.

"I see anything that looks even a little bit like a bat and this guard dies. Do you hear me?!" 'Zsasz' demanded as he pressed the button, sending a wave of electricity coursing through the guard, causing him to scream in pain.

"Who is he?" she asked Batman, who only turned his head slightly.

"Victor Zsasz, another inmate at Arkham. You see those tally marks on his skin?" Blake narrowed her eyes as she caught sight of straight scars that covered the majority of his body.

"Yeah, why?" she asked.

"Each tally mark is a kill that Zsasz has committed. All of them: men, women, and children, they make no difference to him," he explained, a slight tinge of anger in his voice as he spoke, yet no one noticed.

The Faunus was sickened by the thought of such a man being alive. A person who had little regard for the safety of others and killed needlessly just for the heck of it.

Even some members of the White Fang would be sickened by this. Hell, even Torchwick would pale in comparison to this guy.

She felt something rising from her throat in disgust, but she managed to fight it back, trying to maintain her composure.

Blake followed Batman up a set of stairs and onto the second floor of the room, approaching two guards that were trying to talk sense to this madman, but to no avail.

"Stop! He's done nothing to you, let him go!" another guard yelled.

Another guard turned to look at the vigilante before him, "Zsasz has got my buddy. He's gonna fry him! Do something, please!" he pleaded.

"Keep him occupied, I need to get behind him," Batman commanded, causing Blake to give him a look of concern.

"But he said he'll kill him if you get close," Blake pointed out before turning back to the deranged patient, who sent another shock to the guard, causing him to yell again.

"Look up and turn around," he responded. She did as he said and turned to face a pair of gargoyle statues hanging by the walls.

"But what if you mess up and he kills the guard?"

"I won't mess up," he answered, pulling out what appeared to be a gun and fired it at the gargoyle. Blake watched as he then disappeared into the darkness. It took her as second for her to realize that the gun he was holding actually acted as a grappling hook launcher of some sorts.

She watched him closely with her night vision as he balanced himself on the stone statue before leaping to the opposite statue with the help of her semblance.

The two continued making their ways down to the next gargoyles before stopping at the single statue at the opposite side of the room. The two black-clothed individuals crouched beside one another on the statue, both of them slightly surprised by the fact that the gargoyle could hold the both of them.

"I can take him out," she suggested, watching as a hint of concern appeared in Batman's eyes.

"He said he'll kill him if he sees you. I don't doubt your abilities, but what if he does see you?" she ccntinued to ask, watching as he looked at her, then back at Zsasz before sighing and pulling out a batarang.

"You get one chance. And no killing. I'll cover you," he warned, the batarang still in his hands, the girl only nodded slowly as she quietly dropped down from the gargoyle. She crept slowly to the shirtless madman, hoping not to get spotted.

With one swift kick, Blake knocked the detonator from his hands.

"What the-" he tried to say before the girl before him climbed upon him and wrapped her arms around his neck, unconsciousness soon greeted him in mere seconds.

The Faunus slowly and cautiously lowered the inmate before she heard a quiet *whoosh* behind her, she turned to see that the Bat had glided over to her with his cape.

"Good job," Batman said neutrally, the gates dispersed and the guards immediately made their way into the room.

"Someone put this animal back in his cell," one of the officers ordered.

Blake quickly removed her sword from the metal plate on her back and quickly cut the strap that bound his arms. She looked up to see Batman watching her carefully before the two turned to face the large set of televisions in front of them.

She was then greeted by a pair of... assets belonging to someone dressed in a rather promiscuous nurse uniform with her bra being revealed under the white suit, causing Blake to cringe in disgust.

Ugh, even Yang wasn't this, ahem, revealing.

"Can ya hear me? Is this thing on?" the owner of said assets responded before her full frame was revealed, balancing a cane under her hand.

"Oh hiya B-man! Harley Quinn here, how do ya like my new uniform? Pretty hot, huh?" she asked as she spun around to show off her clothes, clearly ignoring the girl beside Dark Knight.

Her name seemed like a really bad pun that only Yang was capable of making with this woman's name.

'Harley Quinn! Harlequin! Eh? Eh?!' she imagined the blonde boxer replying before everyone in the room groaned in disappointment.

Batman listened as Blake sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in disgust.

"Oh! I got someone to show you," she ran off before pausing, "One second, B-man!"

"Ta-da!" 'Harley' yelled as Warden Sharp, who was tied to a chair with rope and his mouth bound with duct tape, was pushed onscreen. Blake could only watch as he cried out to no avail.

"I'm now subbing for the old man! Old Sharpie's never been happier," she said, grabbing the man by the head and bringing him close to her chest.

"In case ya ain't figured it out, today's the Joker's big homecoming, and you two are the guests of honor," Harley said, motioning to both Blake and Batman.

"Why me?" Blake asked.

"Beats me, Mistah J said you and he had a lot to talk about. Something 'bout... old friends?" she shrugged.

Blake gave the woman a confused look. Old Friends? But she just got here, this place was making no sense.

"You have one chance to surrender, Quinn," the Dark Knight spoke in a voice that almost resembled that of gravel.

"Tempting, Bats, But no dice. Now the inmates are running the asylum. Well, technically they're Joker's goons shipped in from Blackgate, but you get the idea. Bye bye for now!" she finished as swung her cane into the camera, leaving nothing but static.

Blake watched as Batman held his hand up to his 'ear'.

"Oracle, I'm here," he spoke to 'Oracle'.

"He's in control of the security system. He's probably isolated it from the grid," Batman spoke, then more silence before finally responding again, "He's lying, it's just a diversion to keep people away."

Was he talking about Joker? What did he do?

"I know him," he said before looking around the room before catching the sight of a ventilation duct.

"Try the radio! Control should be able to shut down the gate!" one of the guards ordered to another.

She was about to cut the vent into shards with Gambol Shroud until he walked over to it and pulled it from the wall with his bare hands, quietly tearing the bolts out before laying it to the side with a quiet, yet sharp metallic thump.

This was no ordinary man... He had the strength to pull bolts of metal out of walls yet was able to do so with little to no sound whatsoever.

What was he? Blake could only think in curiosity.

"Are you coming?" he asked as he looked to the girl behind him. She perked up at the sound of his deep voice before nodding.

The two quickly made their way through the tunnels, stopping to come across another green trophy shaped like a question mark.

Blake continued to watch in fascination as he pressed his foot against another ventilation cover before kicking it out from the wall with a loud crash as it toppled to the floor. The two then quietly landed onto the ground with a thump.

The two watched as a guard opened the door and rushed through the door.

"It's sealed. No way in or out. Dammit, they're trapped in there!"

"Warning: Decontamination Room. Toxins detected. Warning: Decontamination Room; area sealed," the feminine computer voice announced as the room was sealed off with another layer of glass and metal.

Blake followed the man before coming across a horrifying sight before her.

Both she and the man could only watch as a strange, green gas enveloped the room opposite of them, the guards in the room were beating their fists against the glass, laughing maniacally as they begged for mercy.

"What is that stuff?" Blake and the guard both asked, though Blake's question came out as a whisper.

"Joker Toxin. Listen, the room is full of poison gas. Anyone caught in there is dead," Batman answered their simultaneous questions.

Blake's hands balled up tightly into fists in rage. Batman took notice of this and placed a hand on her shoulder.

The Joker. He was a monster... a deranged psychopath that took pleasure in the murder of innocents. He was an animal that deserved to be put down.

"It's going to be alright, we'll catch him and make sure he's locked up for good," he assured as he grabbed her by the waist and fired another grappling hook to a ledge higher up.

"Hang on," she nodded slowly at his command, she felt a rush of wind as they were propelled through the air before touching the ground above.

Batman walked over to the vent cover and tore it out, tossing it to the side as they continued to crawl through the vents before kicking another cover away, this time they were above the gas that threatened to kill the people below. Blake caught sight of an officer hanging from the ledge they were currently standing on.

She ran up to the man and helped him up, saving his life in the process.

"You're going to be fine, just stay here," she said to the guard, who only nodded.

"Thanks, miss," he said, continuing to lay on the ledge they were currently standing on.

Blake and Batman quickly jumped over to the next platform before an explosion nearly pushed her off, but she was caught by the Dark Knight in time. She was glad that he had saved her in time, hoping not to become a victim of the foul gas below.

"Batman's here, just hold on a little longer, Steve!" the Arkham officer beside her yelled.

"I can't... I'm gonna fall!" the hanging man yelled as he tried with all his might to hold on for dear life.

Blake used her semblance to help propel herself into the air and land on the next platform above while Batman fired his grappling hook and hoisted himself up.

Within Batman's own mind, he was still surprised and slightly impressed by this girl's abilities, those that were of the supernatural and her capabilities in combat. She was literally something else.

Perhaps the Commissioner was right.

Batman walked over and helped the man from the ledge.

"I'm going after the animal who did this," he growled before looking down at the next platform that held the last victim.

Now it was time to put this girl through one final test.

"Blake," he said, the girl looked up at the mention of her name.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"I need you to save that man on that ledge over there," he pointed at the last platform.

She nodded and jumped with the help of her ability and landed safely onto the metal floor.

Batman watched as she froze, finally knowing who exactly she was about to save: a criminal. Another prisoner who had done God-knows-what to who-knows how many people, landing him in Blackgate. He continued to watch as she stood frozen over the man, knowing that she could take his life now and be rid of another scum that stained the planet they inhabited.

Seconds seemed like hours until finally, her shoulders then slumped in defeat. She grabbed a hold of her blade. Batman reached for a batarang to stop her, but he stopped his own action as she threw her blade into the switch on the lower level, activating the fans and removing the toxins in the air.

He then watched as the girl picked the man up by the arm and pulled him onto the ledge before sending a punch into his head, resulting in a loud crack resonating from the man's skull.

The attack was painful and was sure to cause a concussion, but he would live.

Batman gave the girl what appeared to be the ghost of a smile, as though it was there, but at the same time, not there. Blake jumped off the platform and landed softly, walking over to the panel and pulling out her sword before returning it to the metal plate on her back.

"Attention: Air purity is now at normal levels," the feminine voice spoke.

Batman glided through the air and landed beside her, causing her to jump at his sudden presence.

"You did good," he only said as they continued to walk past the door and into another hallway.

"Thanks."

The quiet bout of congratulations was short-lived as they heard malicious giggling through the intercoms.

The laughter of the Joker, the Clown Prince of Crime.

"What are you waiting for? I'm so close you can almost taste me!" his voice rang out throughout the hallway.

The two black-clothed fighters proceeded to throw themselves into another fight against two Blackgate prisoners, who were then dispatched in mere seconds after several evenly placed punches and kicks.

Blake took notice of the green smiley face on the floor, then at the vividly drawn demented Joker grin on the door ahead of them. This must be it.

Batman turned to face the Faunus beside him, "You ready?"

She nodded.

The two then walked through the door, ignoring the hiss and metallic sliding of the door, focusing on the clown in the purple suit standing atop a holding cell suspended only by a chain, hanging cautiously over what appeared to an endless drop leading to nowhere.

"What took ya so long?" the Joker demanded, giggling as he watched Batman pull out a batarang and throw it in his direction. The clown merely waited at the right moment and ducked, listening as the bat-shaped projectile merely clanged against the chains holding the cell.

"There's no escape, Joker. I will find you," Batman said.

"Oh I'm counting on it, just not yet!" Joker said as he pointed a finger at the Caped Crusader before stomping his shoe against the top of the cell, causing the door to fall open and reveal something... grotesque.

Blake watched as some sort of creature came out from the cell. It looked like a monster from one of the books she used to read when she was little. It resembled a human, matching it's skin texture and the way it stood, but that's where the similarities ended. This creature was large, menacing, bestial, and horrifyingly grotesque. One arm was larger in muscle and size than the other, bones jutted out from several places on it's body. But the scariest part of it all were it's eyes. Green, glowing, bestial. Once a man, now just a mindless animal in the form of a man, it's eyes devoid of all reason, of all intelligence, of all humanity.

"Oooh, he's a big one!" the Joker shouted, the creature before the two growled like an animal as it leapt from it's cage to face off against the two.

At first, it roared as it made it's way over to one of the dead guards and picked him up, then tossed the dead body at the two, who only leapt out of the way.

Blake rushed towards the creature and released a flurry of various punches and kicks, but was then knocked away by an unlucky blow from the monster, causing her to land beside the electric gate.

"Ooh! That's gotta hurt, Kitty-cat!" Joker exclaimed as he clapped his hands together in glee while laughing insanely.

She groaned in pain and lifted her head to see the monster standing over her, it's arms raised above it's head, knowing it stood victorious.

But before it could finish her, it felt a sharp thud hit the back of it's head. The creature turned to see Batman holding a batarang above his head. The monster immediately looked away at the Faunus girl and turned it's attention to this new assailant.

Blake watched as the monster roared and charged at the Dark Knight, but Batman threw one of the bat-shaped projectiles into it's head, causing it to instinctively raise it's head to it's face before slamming into the wall. Then Batman unleashed a series of punches and kicks against the monster before it later recovered and slammed it's fist into the ground, creating a shock wave that almost tossed Batman back if he hadn't moved away at the last second.

Quickly formulating a plan, Blake hastily rose to her feet.

"Batman, over here!" she yelled, standing in front of the electric gate. Batman took a second to realize what she was suggesting, he ran and quickly slid under the legs of the monster as it tried to grab at him.

With Batman and Blake standing next to one another, it then charged at the two of them. With one swift throw, a batarang struck between it's eyes, causing it to cover it's face once more as it charged into the electric gate, causing it to convulse for only a few seconds before being pushed backwards.

The two vigilantes then proceeded to assault the monster before it sent another earth-shattering punch into the ground.

It was at this moment when something peculiar happened. The monster then clutched at it's chest before bringing it's hands up to it's head in pain, making bestial guttural cries as it's chest began to bob for a few seconds. Blake swore she heard it's heart beat before it's eyes immediately dimmed into black, falling over immediately after.

"Well, that was unexpected, wasn't it? Oh well, note to self: need stronger test subjects," the Joker placed his hand at the bridge of his nose in annoyance before looking back at the two.

"Seeing how I'm feeling generous, I'll give you this one for free!" the clown then stood at the edge of the cell with his arms spread apart.

"Knock me off, I dare you! End this, pull the plug, stop me one and for all!" he screamed.

Blake watched as Batman pulled out a batarang, seeming more than eager to get rid of this madman, before willingly restraining himself.

Now, despite all her previous thoughts, she understood. She understood why Batman did not kill, why he held this moral code. Both Blake and Batman knew that if he were to kill the Joker... this madman the exceeded all forms of the definition, he would be a murderer, just like him. This vigilante standing her upheld justice, yet he knew not to take the right of deciding who deserved to live and who deserved to die into his own hands.

She knew, despite how little the amount of time she had spent with him, in all honesty, he was a good man.

The Joker let out a loud laugh as he placed his hands on his knees, "Oh, you're getting too predictable, Bats! Hell, even girlie over here seems to take after you, doesn't she?"

Blake glared at the man, watching as the hanging cell began to retract into the large doors that were beginning to close

"Well, I'd love to stay and chat, but I have a party to organize. I've got guests flying in from all over Arkham. You'll see..." he said as he giggled maniacally.

The Faunus continued to glare at where the man once was, she looked up to see Batman mimicking her vengeful scowl, only it seemed more intense on his face rather than hers.

She didn't care how, she didn't care when, but this madman... this maniac, this... thing would be stopped.


Disclaimer: And that concludes chapter 2. I hope you guys liked it!

PS: Also, pay close attention to the dialogue between her and some of the other characters.

Coming up next on Belladonna and the Bat: Asylum- The Black Cat of Remnant and the Dark Knight of Gotham will pay a visit to a very familiar man of medicine: Doctor Jonathan Crane.

If you guys have any ideas for the story or have any private questions you'd like to ask me, PM me!

Otherwise, stay beautiful, see ya!

PPS: Before anyone asks: no, this is NOT a BlakeXBatman story (Edgar, I'm watching you...). I actually have a very good plan for this fic. Very good indeed...