Chapter two: Arrival
Several hours later, Rolento stepped off of the plane. He worked his way through the arrival lounge, grabbed his suitcase and finally left the airport, walking out into the streets of Gotham City.
Rolento looked around in awe. Gotham City was just as big as he was told it was. Skyscrapers were almost as tall as Rolento could see, and the streets were overflowing with traffic.
Rolento figured that he'd be looking around the city for a couple of days just to FIND the Joker, so he thought that he might as well find someplace to stay. He wanted to find a nice hotel, but he wanted to find out as much as he could about the Joker. He needed to find a place where he could find out about the Joker. He quickly came up with the answer.
"The police station." Rolento said. He walked over to a police officer standing on the sidewalk.
"Excuse me, comrade." Rolento said. "But can you give me directions to the police station?"
"Yes." The police officer replied as he pointed to the right. "Walk about three blocks that way, turn to the right, go another four blocks and it should be on the left side of the road."
"Thank you, comrade." Rolento said as he continued his walk.
After about five minutes of walking, Rolento came to an old, brick building. The sign over the door read 'Gotham City Police'. Rolento walked inside and went over to the woman at the desk.
"Excuse me, but I'm here to see the head of police here." Rolento said.
"I can't just let ANYONE in here, mister." The woman said. "I'll need to see some I.D. to prove that you're not here on an assassination attempt."
Rolento took out his wallet, grabbed his driver's license. He showed it to the woman.
"Oh!" The woman exclaimed. "You're Rolento Schugerg! The Street Fighter! In that case, you may go in." The woman pressed a button on the intercom.
"Commissioner, there's someone here to see you. Shall I send him up?" The woman asked.
"Has he shown his I.D.?" A male voice replied.
"Yes he has, commissioner." The woman replied.
"Okay. Send him in." The voice said as the woman lifted her fingers from the intercom and looked at Rolento.
"The commissioner's office is on the top floor." The woman said. "The elevator will take you there."
Rolento thanked the woman and walked towards an elevator. He walked inside and activated the elevator to go to the top floor.
The elevator stopped at the top floor and Rolento got off. He looked around until he found a door with the words 'Commissioner's Office' hanging above it. Rolento pushed on the door and walked into the office. There, he saw an older, balding man sitting at a desk. There was a small sign sitting on the desk which read 'Commissioner Gordon'. Rolento walked over to him.
"Comrade," Rolento said, getting the commissioners attention. "I am Rolento Schugerg. I have come from Metro City to ask you for a favour."
"Metro City?" Commissioner Gordon asked. "That's quite a ways away. What are you doing so far from home?"
"I am here for one purpose, commissioner." Rolento replied. "I am a Freedom Fighter, and I wish to do battle with the Joker. What I need your help for is information on him."
Commissioner Gordon stared at Rolento with wide eyes.
"You want to fight the Joker?!" The commissioner asked. "You must be a very brave man!"
The commissioner reached into a drawer and pulled out a file. He handed it to Rolento, who flipped through the pages in it.
Rolento read everything about the Joker. Everything from his exploding flowers to his henchwoman, Harley Quinn. After finishing, Rolento handed back the file.
"That will help me out greatly, commissioner." Rolento said. "Now I must ask you one more thing."
"Sure. What is it?" The commissioner asked.
Before Rolento could answer, the intercom rang. Commissioner Gordon answered it.
"Commissioner, Bruce and Dick are here to see you." The woman from the front desk said through the intercom.
"Oh, great! Send them up." Gordon said as he hung up and turned to Rolento. "I hope you don't think I'm rude by saying this, but you came in while I was expecting two friends to show up."
"No offence taken, comrade. But did I just hear that woman say 'Bruce'?" Rolento said. "Surely she doesn't mean the well-known millionaire, Bruce Wayne! I've heard so much about him!"
"That's the Bruce I'm expecting." Gordon laughed. "How did you find out about him? You been to Gotham City before?"
"No, this is my first time. But EVERYONE in Metro City knows about comrade Wayne." Rolento replied. "I mean, who DOESN'T?"
Just then, the door to the office opened, and in stepped two figures. One was a tall, well-built man with slick, black hair and the other was a young, teenage boy with black hair and a normal haircut. These were obviously millionaire Bruce Wayne and his young companion, Dick Grayson.
"Hi, commissioner! We just stopped by to-" Dick said before seeing Rolento, causing him to practically jump back in surprise. Dick stared at Rolento with wide eyes and an open mouth.
"Something wrong, Dick?" Bruce asked.
"Bruce!" Dick exclaimed without taking his eyes off of Rolento. "That's Rolento Schugerg! The Street Fighter!!"
"Street...Fighter? What do you mean by that, Dick?" Gordon asked.
"The Street Fighters are a group of people who are always fighting a power- hungry dictator named Bison! Mr. Schugerg here is one of those fighters!" Dick replied. He walked over to Rolento and promptly shook his hand. "Mr. Schugerg! I am a big fan of yours!"
"Well, I'm flattered to see that I have a fan." Rolento said, smiling. Dick let go of his hand.
"What brings you to Gotham City, Mr. Schugerg?" Bruce asked.
"'Rolento'. Please." Rolento said. "Anyway. I'm here to do battle with the one they call 'The Joker'."
Bruce cocked an eyebrow.
"The Joker?" Bruce asked. "What do you have against him?"
"I'm a freedom fighter, comrade Wayne." Rolento replied. "If there's a villain out there, it is my sworn duty to take him or her down."
This time it was Rolento to raise an eyebrow as he looked at Bruce.
"Perhaps you can help me, comrade Wayne." Rolento said.
"Sure. What seems to be the problem?" Bruce asked.
"I'm going to be in Gotham City for a few days. Perhaps you can recommend a cheap hotel."
Dick grabbed Bruce's arm. Bruce looked at his young companion.
"Bruce. Can I talk to you for a second?" Dick asked.
Bruce and Dick walked to the corner of the room with their backs turned to Gordon and Rolento. They whispered so as not to allow Gordon or Rolento to hear them.
"Bruce. Isn't our guest room vacant?" Dick whispered.
Bruce's eyes widened, realizing what Dick was trying to say.
"Dick! Rolento can't stay with us!" Bruce whispered.
"Why not?" Dick whispered.
"What if he finds out?"
"Don't worry. We'll just tell him to keep away from the study."
Bruce lowered his head, realizing that he was defeated.
"Okay. Okay." Bruce said. Dick had a smile on his face when Bruce said that.
Bruce and Dick turned around to face the commissioner and Rolento.
"Rolento?" Bruce said. "We have a big, empty guest room at Wayne Manor. We'd like you to stay with us until you have to go."
"Oh comrades, I can't allow you to do that." Rolento protested. "I do not want to be of any trouble."
"You won't be of any trouble, Rolento." Dick said with a smile.
After protesting a second time, Rolento finally agreed.
As Bruce and Dick led Rolento out of the police station and towards a parked car, a man in a trench coat watched them. He had been following Rolento ever since he had left the airport, and knew what the German had come to Gotham for. The man pulled his watch close to his mouth and spoke into it.
"Boss, our German friend is getting into a car with Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson." The man said. "I have a feeling that he's gonna be staying at Wayne Manor."
Meanwhile, at a seemingly abandoned warehouse, a certain man with a white face an green hair was listening to his henchman's message.
"Good work, Bentley." The Joker said as he unplugged the radio.
"Uh, that's 'Stanley'." The henchman managed to say before the transmission went dead.
Just as the Joker stood up, a woman in a red and black suit wearing white face paint skipped into the room.
"What's up, mistah J?" Harley Quinn asked merrily.
"It seems that there's a German in town and he wants to defeat me!" The Joker laughed.
"Really?" Harley asked. "What's his name?"
"I believe it was 'Rolento Schugerg'." The Joker replied.
Harley's eyes widened ever so suddenly.
"Rolento Schugerg?!" Harley asked. "Mistah J, as much as I hate to say it, your gonna have trouble beating this guy!"
"Why? You know him?"
"Hey, I play video games, alright?" Harley stated. "Rolento's a Street Fighter. And an unpredictable one at that!"
"Oh! You might be able to help me, Harley!" The Joker said with a smile. "Does he have any weaknesses?"
"Just one: His wife."
"Then I guess this means that we're gonna pay his wife a little visit!" The Joker said before breaking out into maniacal laughter.
"Uh, we can't do that, mistah J."
"Why not?" The Joker asked, still laughing.
"Because she's been dead for the past fifteen years."
Joker's laughter came to an immediate halt.
"Aw, crud." The Joker said flatly.
To be continued.
Author's notes: Sorry for taking so long, but I've had a pretty busy week, and haven't had much time to work on the chapter. I hope this somewhat extra-long chapter makes up for it.
Several hours later, Rolento stepped off of the plane. He worked his way through the arrival lounge, grabbed his suitcase and finally left the airport, walking out into the streets of Gotham City.
Rolento looked around in awe. Gotham City was just as big as he was told it was. Skyscrapers were almost as tall as Rolento could see, and the streets were overflowing with traffic.
Rolento figured that he'd be looking around the city for a couple of days just to FIND the Joker, so he thought that he might as well find someplace to stay. He wanted to find a nice hotel, but he wanted to find out as much as he could about the Joker. He needed to find a place where he could find out about the Joker. He quickly came up with the answer.
"The police station." Rolento said. He walked over to a police officer standing on the sidewalk.
"Excuse me, comrade." Rolento said. "But can you give me directions to the police station?"
"Yes." The police officer replied as he pointed to the right. "Walk about three blocks that way, turn to the right, go another four blocks and it should be on the left side of the road."
"Thank you, comrade." Rolento said as he continued his walk.
After about five minutes of walking, Rolento came to an old, brick building. The sign over the door read 'Gotham City Police'. Rolento walked inside and went over to the woman at the desk.
"Excuse me, but I'm here to see the head of police here." Rolento said.
"I can't just let ANYONE in here, mister." The woman said. "I'll need to see some I.D. to prove that you're not here on an assassination attempt."
Rolento took out his wallet, grabbed his driver's license. He showed it to the woman.
"Oh!" The woman exclaimed. "You're Rolento Schugerg! The Street Fighter! In that case, you may go in." The woman pressed a button on the intercom.
"Commissioner, there's someone here to see you. Shall I send him up?" The woman asked.
"Has he shown his I.D.?" A male voice replied.
"Yes he has, commissioner." The woman replied.
"Okay. Send him in." The voice said as the woman lifted her fingers from the intercom and looked at Rolento.
"The commissioner's office is on the top floor." The woman said. "The elevator will take you there."
Rolento thanked the woman and walked towards an elevator. He walked inside and activated the elevator to go to the top floor.
The elevator stopped at the top floor and Rolento got off. He looked around until he found a door with the words 'Commissioner's Office' hanging above it. Rolento pushed on the door and walked into the office. There, he saw an older, balding man sitting at a desk. There was a small sign sitting on the desk which read 'Commissioner Gordon'. Rolento walked over to him.
"Comrade," Rolento said, getting the commissioners attention. "I am Rolento Schugerg. I have come from Metro City to ask you for a favour."
"Metro City?" Commissioner Gordon asked. "That's quite a ways away. What are you doing so far from home?"
"I am here for one purpose, commissioner." Rolento replied. "I am a Freedom Fighter, and I wish to do battle with the Joker. What I need your help for is information on him."
Commissioner Gordon stared at Rolento with wide eyes.
"You want to fight the Joker?!" The commissioner asked. "You must be a very brave man!"
The commissioner reached into a drawer and pulled out a file. He handed it to Rolento, who flipped through the pages in it.
Rolento read everything about the Joker. Everything from his exploding flowers to his henchwoman, Harley Quinn. After finishing, Rolento handed back the file.
"That will help me out greatly, commissioner." Rolento said. "Now I must ask you one more thing."
"Sure. What is it?" The commissioner asked.
Before Rolento could answer, the intercom rang. Commissioner Gordon answered it.
"Commissioner, Bruce and Dick are here to see you." The woman from the front desk said through the intercom.
"Oh, great! Send them up." Gordon said as he hung up and turned to Rolento. "I hope you don't think I'm rude by saying this, but you came in while I was expecting two friends to show up."
"No offence taken, comrade. But did I just hear that woman say 'Bruce'?" Rolento said. "Surely she doesn't mean the well-known millionaire, Bruce Wayne! I've heard so much about him!"
"That's the Bruce I'm expecting." Gordon laughed. "How did you find out about him? You been to Gotham City before?"
"No, this is my first time. But EVERYONE in Metro City knows about comrade Wayne." Rolento replied. "I mean, who DOESN'T?"
Just then, the door to the office opened, and in stepped two figures. One was a tall, well-built man with slick, black hair and the other was a young, teenage boy with black hair and a normal haircut. These were obviously millionaire Bruce Wayne and his young companion, Dick Grayson.
"Hi, commissioner! We just stopped by to-" Dick said before seeing Rolento, causing him to practically jump back in surprise. Dick stared at Rolento with wide eyes and an open mouth.
"Something wrong, Dick?" Bruce asked.
"Bruce!" Dick exclaimed without taking his eyes off of Rolento. "That's Rolento Schugerg! The Street Fighter!!"
"Street...Fighter? What do you mean by that, Dick?" Gordon asked.
"The Street Fighters are a group of people who are always fighting a power- hungry dictator named Bison! Mr. Schugerg here is one of those fighters!" Dick replied. He walked over to Rolento and promptly shook his hand. "Mr. Schugerg! I am a big fan of yours!"
"Well, I'm flattered to see that I have a fan." Rolento said, smiling. Dick let go of his hand.
"What brings you to Gotham City, Mr. Schugerg?" Bruce asked.
"'Rolento'. Please." Rolento said. "Anyway. I'm here to do battle with the one they call 'The Joker'."
Bruce cocked an eyebrow.
"The Joker?" Bruce asked. "What do you have against him?"
"I'm a freedom fighter, comrade Wayne." Rolento replied. "If there's a villain out there, it is my sworn duty to take him or her down."
This time it was Rolento to raise an eyebrow as he looked at Bruce.
"Perhaps you can help me, comrade Wayne." Rolento said.
"Sure. What seems to be the problem?" Bruce asked.
"I'm going to be in Gotham City for a few days. Perhaps you can recommend a cheap hotel."
Dick grabbed Bruce's arm. Bruce looked at his young companion.
"Bruce. Can I talk to you for a second?" Dick asked.
Bruce and Dick walked to the corner of the room with their backs turned to Gordon and Rolento. They whispered so as not to allow Gordon or Rolento to hear them.
"Bruce. Isn't our guest room vacant?" Dick whispered.
Bruce's eyes widened, realizing what Dick was trying to say.
"Dick! Rolento can't stay with us!" Bruce whispered.
"Why not?" Dick whispered.
"What if he finds out?"
"Don't worry. We'll just tell him to keep away from the study."
Bruce lowered his head, realizing that he was defeated.
"Okay. Okay." Bruce said. Dick had a smile on his face when Bruce said that.
Bruce and Dick turned around to face the commissioner and Rolento.
"Rolento?" Bruce said. "We have a big, empty guest room at Wayne Manor. We'd like you to stay with us until you have to go."
"Oh comrades, I can't allow you to do that." Rolento protested. "I do not want to be of any trouble."
"You won't be of any trouble, Rolento." Dick said with a smile.
After protesting a second time, Rolento finally agreed.
As Bruce and Dick led Rolento out of the police station and towards a parked car, a man in a trench coat watched them. He had been following Rolento ever since he had left the airport, and knew what the German had come to Gotham for. The man pulled his watch close to his mouth and spoke into it.
"Boss, our German friend is getting into a car with Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson." The man said. "I have a feeling that he's gonna be staying at Wayne Manor."
Meanwhile, at a seemingly abandoned warehouse, a certain man with a white face an green hair was listening to his henchman's message.
"Good work, Bentley." The Joker said as he unplugged the radio.
"Uh, that's 'Stanley'." The henchman managed to say before the transmission went dead.
Just as the Joker stood up, a woman in a red and black suit wearing white face paint skipped into the room.
"What's up, mistah J?" Harley Quinn asked merrily.
"It seems that there's a German in town and he wants to defeat me!" The Joker laughed.
"Really?" Harley asked. "What's his name?"
"I believe it was 'Rolento Schugerg'." The Joker replied.
Harley's eyes widened ever so suddenly.
"Rolento Schugerg?!" Harley asked. "Mistah J, as much as I hate to say it, your gonna have trouble beating this guy!"
"Why? You know him?"
"Hey, I play video games, alright?" Harley stated. "Rolento's a Street Fighter. And an unpredictable one at that!"
"Oh! You might be able to help me, Harley!" The Joker said with a smile. "Does he have any weaknesses?"
"Just one: His wife."
"Then I guess this means that we're gonna pay his wife a little visit!" The Joker said before breaking out into maniacal laughter.
"Uh, we can't do that, mistah J."
"Why not?" The Joker asked, still laughing.
"Because she's been dead for the past fifteen years."
Joker's laughter came to an immediate halt.
"Aw, crud." The Joker said flatly.
To be continued.
Author's notes: Sorry for taking so long, but I've had a pretty busy week, and haven't had much time to work on the chapter. I hope this somewhat extra-long chapter makes up for it.