50/50 Chance.


It had been a whole year, a year of no Batman and much worse… no coin.

The Doctors had taken it off them, taken it from them. He wasn't even aloud to see it not to mention, Ying and Yang, he wasn't even aloud to see his own twin sons, because the Doctors believed it would not improve his sense of duality.

His obsession with duality.

Harvey Dent and Two Face sat in their cell, they sat there, rocking back and forth thinking on about their coin, about chance, about duality and how they couldn't have it.

It wasn't fair.

Was it chance that took away his coin? Fate, maybe?

He sat there in his dark cell, straight jacket wrapped firmly around him as he stared out at the opposite wall, nothing much else to do. Solitary confinement was where he was restricted to, he wasn't even aloud out. Not after he attacked one of the other inmates.

He couldn't help himself, there was just… he just… they just had to deal with him.

"Order in the court," he whispered, Harvey whispered, "In the matter of the people verses Harvey Dent, how does the defendant plead?"

"Guilty, guilty, guilty," Two Face responded as they continued to rock staring at the opposite wall.

A card hit his cell windows and glared in at him. "Hey Two Face, ya got a letter," he growled as he posted the open letter through the barred window and Two Face simply stared at it like it was a foreign object.

"Ya hear me Dent?"

Still no reply.

"He still isn't talking is he?" one of the other guards asked and the first one sighed and shook his head.

"Not since Batman… ya know…" he shrugged to give the unspoken fact before looking back in at the cell. "Docs say Dent's mental state's getting worse, it's deteriorating and ain't getting better. He's in a catatonic state and… it don't look like he's going to be getting out of it."

"Poor guy," the second one spoke and looked in at Two Face who still sat staring at the letter. "I always hated locking him up or beating him down in a fight."

"Same. Still see the man he used to be in that monster. Still see Harvey Dent, the white knight."

"The guy who was going to clean up Gotham's streets," the second shook his head and sighed. "You still see pieces of him, but then he flips his coin and turns on you."

They both looked in at him and Two Face didn't move or even knowledge their existence and both of them frowned before giving him a pitying look.

"Come on," spoke the first as he began to walk away. "We gotta continue our rounds. See you later Harvey."

"Goodbye, Mister Dent," the second whispered as he followed after the first, leaving the cell.

Two Face still didn't move he only stared before he slowly moved his feet to pull the letter in front of him, continuing to use his feet to open the letter up and then he went down on his knees to read it.

He stared at the handwriting. He knew that handwriting, he'd know it anywhere.

"Bruce…"

"Batman!"

"Can't be, he's dead."

"Dead and buried."

"But that is his hand writing."

He stared at it for a long while, before he decided to read it, see what it said. It certainly sounded like Bruce, the way the letter was writing and laid out. It certainly sounded like him.

"What tricks are you up to this time, old friend," Harvey whispered as he continued to read it.

He was absorbed in his reading that he hardly noticed the shouts and cries outside his cell, not to mention the alarms that were going off before to figures blocked his light.

He looked up and stared before a smile fell across his face.

"Hey Dad," Ying cried with a smile on his face.

"Hey Pops," Yang greeted with a smirk. "Wanna get out of here?"

"Of course he does."

"You calling me stupid?"

"I always call you stupid."

"I asked him a rhetorical question."

"Do you even know what that means?"

"Yeah I do, ya posh little brat."

"You gutter trash plebian. How dare you even say that to me!"

"You-."

"Boys."

They both turned to stare back at Two Face, Ying's dark black hair falling slightly to the side before he smoother it out again and Yang's simply hung in his face like always.

"Sorry Dad," they both said in union.

"So ya wanna break out?"

Two Face looked back at the letter he had been reading.

"Bruce.." Two Face whispered. "Good old Bruce, always there for me. Now he's gone."

"We don't need him no more, we got each other."

"But it would be wrong… he trusts us…"

"It's all down to chance, a flip of a coin."

"Speaking of the coin," Harvey looked up at his two sons. "Do you have it?"

Ying grinned and held up the silver dollar to the light. "Of course we got it, got your suit too."

"Oh yeah and ya guns!" Yang cried as he held them up."

"Good boys," Harvey whispered before he slowly got to his feet.

"Flip the coin."

Ying flipped it into the air and Yang caught it with ease.

"Show us."

He held it out to his father and Two Face was silent for a moment as he studied it.

"Bad side. Break us out."

The twins nodded and fired off their sawn off two barrel shot guns before they opened the front of the cell.

"Ya gotta a knife on ya?"

"Sure thing, Pops," Yang grinned and walked over before he cut through the straight jacket and Two Face shrugged it off, taking his suit jacket and quickly putting it on as the Twins kept watch.

Some shots were fired off but they never hit the guards they just kept them at bay, as Two Face finally stepped out, slipping the letter away in his suit jacket pocket.

"Any problems on the outside?" Two Face asked as he and his two sons walked out of the solitary confinement scaring the guards away by shooting at them but not actually hitting them.

"Just the boy blunder really left."

"But there has been sightings of a new Batman."

"I called it off as that Nightwing brat playing dress up, nothing more! Real Bat's dead."

"But he has fooled us before, so he may be still alive."

"Ya mean he fooled you before."

"Out of the two of us, it's more likely me that is the smartest, so therefor he more likely fooled you."

"Nothing else then?" Two Face interrupted them. Sometimes the twins were too much to handle, even for himself. They caused too much trouble and argued with each other all the time.

It was no he was staring to see why they were nick named the Duality Twins.

"Nope, nadda, nothing."

"I believe our Father understands the concept of no."

"You got a real silver spoon stuck up there haven't ya?"

"I have taste is what you mean."

"Why you-!"

Yang was cut off as a guard came running around the corner, both twins shot at him and he fell to the floor, grasping his leg in agony as he rocked back and forth.

They both grinned and walked over to him loading their shot guns once more.

"Leave him."

"What?!" they both asked stunned, even more stunned that it had been Two Face side of their father's personality who had said that.

Two Face stalked up to them and slapped them both harshly across the cheek. "I said, leave him!"

The twins nodded before they turned on their reals and ran off, with Two Face walking behind them.

"Thank you!" the guard cried as he watched Two Face leave.

"Don't thank me," Two Face growled as he walked off, to make sure his mirror twin sons didn't kill anyone else. They were always a little trigger happy. He pulled out the letter and waved it around in his hand so the guard could see it clearly."Thank Bruce Wayne."

He caught up to them easily and they stood standing next to het open window, before climbing out once their father had done and then they ran around the outside of the building, jumping onto balconies, before climbing down ladders and then they were at the floor.

Waiting for them was one of Two Face's men with a car and the three escapes climbed in and the car drove off down the street.

"Well that went well," Yang grinned before he rubbed his cheek. "Apart from that little guard hiccup. Why wouldn't ya let us shoot him Pops?"

Two Face didn't say anything. He simply took the letter out of his pocket and waved int around before putting it back once more.

"Father what is that?" asked Ying as he tilted his head to the side, his brother doing the same but the opposite way.

"Just a little bit of advice," Harvey explained before Two Face joined in. "From an old friend."

THE END.


Note: So yep, Two Face I mean who doesn't like Two Face right? This one is a bit more serious then what I usually write, but you gotta have the serious to appreciate the funny! :) Anyway I hope you guys liked this one and I hope you liked my OCs, Ying and Yang who in my Canon are Two Face's twin sons!

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