Batman/Highlander: Immortal Souls Part 2
By Michael Shaunessy
Just as soon as the blade reached McHarris' upper chest, the dark knight kicked the sword out of his hand. McHarris stunned, stumbled back as Batman kicked him again, this time at his stomach. He fell down, but he quickly got up.
"Well," He started, "The great Batman. You will pay for interrupting us."
McHarris rushed at Batman with a fist in hand. Unfortunatly, Batman was ready. He grabbed McHarris' arm and threw him over his shoulder and over the ledge. Batman grabbed his arm, but it was too late. McHarris fell down that seemed like an endless pit.
Batman glanced stunned of what has happened, he turned to MacLeod as he was heading towards the rooftop door. MacLeod was about to open the door as a Baterang cut off is escape.
"You're not going anywhere MacLeod," Batman ordered.
MacLeod Turned to the dark knight, "This is not of your concern Batman. Stay out my way or I'll be forced to kill you."
"When your in my town, It is my concern," Batman Replied. "Now, tell me why you want to kill that other swordsman?"
"You would not understand," MacLeod Said as he opened the door.
"Why don't you try us?" Said Robin, crouching on top of the rooftop doorway.
MacLeod Looked up at the boy wonder, then to Batman and said, "You would not believe me if I told you. Now if you would excuse me. I have business to finish."
Batman's eyes squinted at MacLeod, and then grabbed his shoulder. MacLeod reacted quickly, he swung his fist toward Batman's cowl, but Batman blocked it with his other hand.
"I don't want to fight you," Said Batman, looking at MacLeod's eyes. "But if you can tell me why I accidentally threw him off the roof. I may be lenient."
"If you're worried about him," MacLeod Started, "Don't, he'll live."
Batman, now confused as Robin was didn't quite understand MacLeod's statement.
"What do you mean?" Batman asked. "He'll live?"
"Like I said Batman, you would not understand."
"You mean he's immortal?" Robin asked.
MacLeod look up at Robin and replied, "Yes, you might say that."
Batman relaxed his arms as so did the Highlander.
"Now we're getting somewhere," said Batman, "I'm guessing you're immortal too then?"
"Yes," MacLeod replied a bit ashamed. "So you do believe me?"
"Buddy, we've seen more weird things in Gothem to shake a stick at," Said Robin Smiling a bit, "Believe me your not the first."
"So what is you connection with the other immortal?" Batman asked.
"His Name is McHarris." MacLeod Replied, "He and I fought against each other back in 1565. I-I killed his brother, which I did not know of at the time and he's been trying to get his revenge ever since. Some how he tracked me down to Gothem. If I we're you Batman, you stay away from us. Its between him and me."
"Unfortunaly I can't, " said Batman, "He killed 4 civilians. When people do that, I get involved. Trying to kill McHarris isn't way to solve this."
"Who said I was trying?" MacLeod questioned, "Do you think there's no way to kill an immortal Batman? There's always a way. And I know how. If you try to stop me, there's also a way to kill a bat too."
The Highlander opened the door and went inside and he was gone, for now. Batman was not pleased of MacLeod's judgment, but then he doesn't know of an immortals'.
"Should we go after him?" Robin inquired?
Batman just stood there still furious about MacLeod's decision.
"Batman?" Robin asked again.
"Lets go," Batman finally replied, "We got other work to do."
"Like finding McHarris?" Suggested Robin.
"Right." Batman replied and they both slipped out in to the night.
Duncan MacLeod retired at his suite at the Gothem Plaza. He knew that Batman was going to after McHarris. That means time is running out. He has to find him first.
He placed his sword on the dressing table in the bedroom, deciding he'll clean it tomorrow, sat on the edge of the bed and thought. He was tired, so laid down and closed his eyes and prepared for the nightmares that would come soon.
The next morning after breakfast, MacLeod decided to find McHarris, but where? Perhaps if he stayed in one spot McHarris would find him, he thought. Perhaps the Batman would be helpful after all. He must find the dark knight, but will he help him after last night? Minutes later after he arrived at the front desk to ask for an extension on his suite, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head to find the lovely Miss Garret.
"Checking out already?" she questioned.
"Miss Garret," MacLeod replied. "Heh, uh no, I am planning to stay, too uh, view the city's…Charm."
"That's great", Said Miss Garret Smiling, "Then maybe we can finish that interview."
"Well," he started, he thought a bit. Maybe she knows about the Batman. "Sure, why not?" He smiled back, took her arm and led her out of the plaza.
"So, where are you from, originally?" Susan started as they walked down the street.
"Scotland." He replied. "Tell me something. I've been hearing about the Batman. What do you know about him?"
"Its seems that the interview has turned." Susan observed.
"Is that a problem?"
"No, Its just I'm the interviewer and you're the interviewee." She Replied, "but if you want to know. I do write a lot about the Batman that can be turned into a series of movies. What is he? I guess you can say he's a cross between Superman and Dracula. He's dark, seductive, intriguing and mysterious. He's our little Bigfoot of Gothem so to speak. I think he's part of the police force though. Commissioner Gordon is a actually friend with him I think."
"Where does he live?" He asked.
"That the big mystery. Nobody knows." She said, "Some say the sewers, but I don't. I think he lives in the mountains. They're a lot of caves in here. Why do want to know about him so much?"
"Lets just say I'm a big fan of him." MacLeod Replied.
"I heard that you were involved in the murder at Market Street Last night. Is that true?" Susan inquired.
"I wish it wasn't, but yes I was there. My friend was…" He stopped and thought about Donnel's Death.
"I'm sorry," She frowned.
"No, don't be," He said, "He was a great friend."
"Then you know about the headhunter?" She said.
"Headhunter?" He thought. "Only what I saw on TV."
They arrived in the park area. Children was playing, other people was enjoying themselves as birds were chirping. They finally sat down on a park bench in the middle of the park. Susan was smiling on him gazing at his eyes as Duncan was creating his family history for her readers.
"So your grandfather saved a little girl from the Germans in the second war?" She acknowledged.
"Yes," He replied. "You could say I have a very interesting family history. Which dates back to the 1500s."
"Wow," She was very amazed, "That's a long time."
"Yes," he smiled back at her "I guess it is. Aren't you going to write all this down sometime?"
"Huh? Oh no," She chuckled "I have a memory like disk drive. One of the reasons the paper hired me. Oh damn, which reminds me, I'm going to be late for work."
"That's ok, I've have some things that I must do before I leave Gothem," he said. "Maybe we can have dinner tonight?"
"I would like that." She replied. "Will 7:00 be ok with you?"
"Perfect."
She kissed him on the cheek and took off. MacLeod was left alone on the bench. He was thinking the only way to find Batman is to talk with Commissioner Gordon. But they may want to know about McHarris. This could work he thought. The police could keep McHarris on the ropes until he could find Batman, but for how long? After a long debating to him self he decided to go to the police. He got up and took the next available cab.
Meanwhile, back in the depth of the Batcave, Batman was working feverishly on the computer. He was looking up any information on McHarris, but he was little unsuccessful. The only thing he found on McHarris was, he seen in Philadelphia after the police wanted him for a previous murder. He only hoped that Tim had better luck at the library.
Tim only has been going through book after books about McHarris and MacLeod for a few hours. He has found that the two clans fought 500 years ago during the Feudal Age. Its hard to believe that MacLeod had live that long. He wondered how he got to become an immortal. Perhaps he can ask him when he sees him again. He continued to finish his research.
In the meantime, the police station was in full steam working on a plethora of cases, including the headhunter one. Commissioner Gordon was in his office along with Sergeant Bullock and Duncan MacLeod.
"Well it's about time you came to us Mr. MacLeod," Gordon said sitting at his desk. "Now maybe we can figure this case out."
Bullock moved over to MacLeod and asked, "Alright pretty boy, what do you know about this headhunter?"
"Well," MacLeod started, "First off, his name is McHarris, William McHarris. He's a warrior from Scotland."
"Yeah?" Bullock said, "What's he doing here in Gothem?"
"He's after me," MacLeod replied.
"Hmm, now fitting all together." Gordon concluded, "He was trying to get your attention by killing those other people. But my question is why? Why does he what you dead?"
"Because, he thinks that I killed his Brother." Duncan replied.
With out their knowing it, the caped crusader stood out side the ledge listening in on their entire conversation.
Bullock shifted his side and asked, "Did you?"
The Highlander looked up at him, and then to Gordon, "It was accident on his on part."
"Well, we're not going to go into that," said Gordon, "Bullock, put an APB on this McHarris Guy."
"How will we know what he looks like?" Bullock Asked.
"You will know." MacLeod Replied, "Trust me, you will know."
It was getting close to dinnertime and Susan was getting ready in her apartment bathroom. She couldn't wait to see him again. She was overjoyed to the fact that she could meet him. He was so interesting, better than the other guys she dated. Mostly shallow men. But if she can pull this off, not only she'll get her exclusive interview, but also maybe she can have a man who is sensitive and mysterious like Duncan MacLeod. Just as she finished putting on some red lipstick, the door knocked. Strange, she thought he's a bit early, but then she couldn't care, as long as it was Duncan. She rushed over to open the door, but as she did, the door was forced open. Susan stumbled back to see the strange man it was McHarris. She screamed franticly as she tried to get up.
"Hope you don't mind if I dropped by," McHarris Said laughing. He grabbed Ms. Garret by the arm and muffled her mouth with his other free hand. He took her out of the building and disappeared into the shadows.
Duncan MacLeod was also getting ready. He just applied some after-shave on his face. He knew he could not love her, not the was he was anyways. He could not forget the dangers he let his previous girlfriend get into. Just then the phone rang. He went into the other room and answered.
"Hello MacLeod," Voice said. He knew the voice it was HcHarris.
"What do you want?" MacLeod asked.
"I have something here that you might be interested," McHarris Replied. Duncan suddenly heard another familiar voice Susan's. "Help me MacLeod!" She screamed.
"You bastard," MacLeod said. "You leave her out of this."
"Heh heh heh, no MacLeod." He said, "If you want to see her pretty little face again, you better come to Gothem Convention Hall. Come alone, or she'll be your failure." He laughed and hung up.
MacLeod frowned as he felt a cool draft. He turned to the window and saw the shadow of Batman. Batman entered the room followed by Robin.
"He has that reporter, Susan Garret," MacLeod Started.
"Where is he holding her?" Batman asked.
"The Gothem Convention Hall, he said to come along or he'll kill her." Replied MacLeod as he was getting his sword.
"You just can't kill him." Said Batman.
"It is our way of doing things Batman." MacLeod retorted. "I can't avoid it."
"You will be more worse than he is." Said Batman. "Its not worth it."
"Its worth more that you'll ever know Batman." The Highlander stated, "But if you want to stop me, try it. Like I said, there's always a way to kill a bat." He headed towards the door and added. "You can come, but I warn you. McHarris is mine."
"You don't get it do you?" Said Batman.
MacLeod turned his head and Replied, "It is something all us Immortals have to do, its not avoidable." He opened the door and he was gone.
"Come on," Batman said to his ward. They need to get to the Hall before MacLeod does. Perhaps they could stop McHarris before he kills off more people. He still didn't understand why the Highlander needed to kill McHarris. But he knew that it was not his way.
Moments Later at the Gothem Convention Hall, MacLeod found his way inside. I was dark except with a few lights showing through the windows and above. Cautious as he was, he knew that McHarris was here somewhere. Suddenly the lights were turned on and the stage stood McHarris holding Susan. He had his blade by her neck ready to slash. Susan was so fearful she couldn't stand on her own.
"Glad you could make it MacLoud," McHarris said, "Let the auction begin for this pretty reporter."
"Let her go," MacLeod ordered as he unsheathed his sword, "This not her concern."
"But it is." He replied as he raised his sword ready to stab her in the chest. All of a sudden from above, the glass shattered for no reason. All three of them looked up as a shadow dropped down on the floor. He emerged it was Batman. The dark knight acted quickly as he shot his Bathook at McHarris' sword. It grappled the blade as Batman pulled it out of his hands. The sword flew out and landed nearby.
"Now," Batman said, "do as Mr. MacLeod says and let her go."
The dark immortal laughed. "My pleasure." He threw her down and jumped for his sword like an acrobat flipping and tumbling. He grabbed his sword, stood, and smiled.
"I told you Batman, this is my battle," The Highlander said. "Get the woman out of here."
But Batman stood there, his eyes still on McHarris. McHarris reached in his pocket and took out a small remote like device.
"You better do as he says Batman." He said. "Or boom."
Batman didn't believe McHarris. His first thought was to take him down, but he might get nervous and blow the entire building. On the other hand he glanced up and saw Robin and thought that his partner could get the remote out of the immortal's hand. But then that also could detonate whatever explosion McHarris set up.
"Let me take him." Duncan said softly to Batman.
Batman nodded a bit as he kneeled down. MacLeod then jumped over the Dark Knight and in rage his sword came down on McHarris, but McHarris blocked the blow. The battle has begun as Batman backed off. Robin Jumped down in the room.
"Get the woman out of here," Ordered Batman as he could hear the clash of swords continue he looked over.
The battle continued, McHarris, parrying and thrusting with one hand while the other held the detonator. MacLeod tried his best moves to block and parry, but could not get one slash in. McHarris ducked while MacLeod swung at his head. The evil immortal kicked the Highlander on the stomach as he fell down. Batman took this chance and jumped at McHarris. They both fell as McHarris kicked Batman off him.
"Bad move," said McHarris as he pressed the button on the remote.
The four pillars that stood in the middle of the room exploded at the same time. The room shook like an earthquake as everyone took cover. The four pillars that supported the roof came down on them like bricks, but Robin was lucky to get out of there with Ms. Garret using the side door. He wasn't too sure if Batman and Mr. MacLeod were all right. He places Ms. Garret down and head fire and police sirens on their way.
Inside the wrecked building, several pieces moved in the debris as MacLeod got up. He was bruised and tired. He looked around to find Batman and in a ruble hill just a few feet away he saw his hand. He moved the pieces of ruble when he heard something moving behind him. He picked up his sword that was buried next to him and quickly turned around to see that McHarris. McHarris was in worse shape than the Highlander, but then he too was standing. He reached in his pocket and too out his gun and aimed at MacLeod ready to fire, but MacLeod was too quick. He swung his sword in an upward movement and chopped of his hand off. McHarris screamed painfully as he held it with his other hand. Batman barely getting up and saw what has happened next.
"There can only be one," MacLeod said as he raised his blade again.
McHarris looked up at him and pleaded, but it was too late. MacLeod took another swing and took his head off. Batman could not believe it. Wild winds whipped around MacLeod and lightning flashed in the sky like raging storm. MacLeod screamed as he was lifted up in the air by the winds, this was the quickening. A bright flash blinded Batman as an unknown force threw him. A few minutes later MacLeod was lying on the ground as Batman got up and went to help MacLeod. But MacLeod was all right as his got up to himself.
"What was that?" Batman asked.
"It's called the quickening," The Highlander replied as they heard the sirens form out side. They both got out of the demolished building into an ally were Robin was waiting.
Robin had laid Ms. Garret by a dumpster as MacLeod asked, "Will she ok?"
"She'll be fine," Robin replied as two police officers peeked in to the ally. Batman grabbed MacLeod, and he and Robin shot their Bathook upwards.
Moments later, on a roof top of the next building…
"What happened to McHarris?" Robin asked.
"He will never hurt or kill anyone ever again," MacLeod replied, "Thank you Batman. I suppose even I needed a little help now and then."
"The authorities will looking for you," said Batman, "I suggest you leave town."
MacLeod Nodded, "Here," He handed his sword to Batman, "Give this Bruce Wayne. I am sure he'll have better luck selling it at his next auction." Batman looked down at it then to MacLeod again. "If you get to see Ms. Garret, tell her even immortal souls were never meant to be." With that say, he took off, climbing down a fire escape.
Batman then knew everything of an immortal. Perhaps the next time when MacLeod comes back into town, he'll be ready.
End
By Michael Shaunessy
Just as soon as the blade reached McHarris' upper chest, the dark knight kicked the sword out of his hand. McHarris stunned, stumbled back as Batman kicked him again, this time at his stomach. He fell down, but he quickly got up.
"Well," He started, "The great Batman. You will pay for interrupting us."
McHarris rushed at Batman with a fist in hand. Unfortunatly, Batman was ready. He grabbed McHarris' arm and threw him over his shoulder and over the ledge. Batman grabbed his arm, but it was too late. McHarris fell down that seemed like an endless pit.
Batman glanced stunned of what has happened, he turned to MacLeod as he was heading towards the rooftop door. MacLeod was about to open the door as a Baterang cut off is escape.
"You're not going anywhere MacLeod," Batman ordered.
MacLeod Turned to the dark knight, "This is not of your concern Batman. Stay out my way or I'll be forced to kill you."
"When your in my town, It is my concern," Batman Replied. "Now, tell me why you want to kill that other swordsman?"
"You would not understand," MacLeod Said as he opened the door.
"Why don't you try us?" Said Robin, crouching on top of the rooftop doorway.
MacLeod Looked up at the boy wonder, then to Batman and said, "You would not believe me if I told you. Now if you would excuse me. I have business to finish."
Batman's eyes squinted at MacLeod, and then grabbed his shoulder. MacLeod reacted quickly, he swung his fist toward Batman's cowl, but Batman blocked it with his other hand.
"I don't want to fight you," Said Batman, looking at MacLeod's eyes. "But if you can tell me why I accidentally threw him off the roof. I may be lenient."
"If you're worried about him," MacLeod Started, "Don't, he'll live."
Batman, now confused as Robin was didn't quite understand MacLeod's statement.
"What do you mean?" Batman asked. "He'll live?"
"Like I said Batman, you would not understand."
"You mean he's immortal?" Robin asked.
MacLeod look up at Robin and replied, "Yes, you might say that."
Batman relaxed his arms as so did the Highlander.
"Now we're getting somewhere," said Batman, "I'm guessing you're immortal too then?"
"Yes," MacLeod replied a bit ashamed. "So you do believe me?"
"Buddy, we've seen more weird things in Gothem to shake a stick at," Said Robin Smiling a bit, "Believe me your not the first."
"So what is you connection with the other immortal?" Batman asked.
"His Name is McHarris." MacLeod Replied, "He and I fought against each other back in 1565. I-I killed his brother, which I did not know of at the time and he's been trying to get his revenge ever since. Some how he tracked me down to Gothem. If I we're you Batman, you stay away from us. Its between him and me."
"Unfortunaly I can't, " said Batman, "He killed 4 civilians. When people do that, I get involved. Trying to kill McHarris isn't way to solve this."
"Who said I was trying?" MacLeod questioned, "Do you think there's no way to kill an immortal Batman? There's always a way. And I know how. If you try to stop me, there's also a way to kill a bat too."
The Highlander opened the door and went inside and he was gone, for now. Batman was not pleased of MacLeod's judgment, but then he doesn't know of an immortals'.
"Should we go after him?" Robin inquired?
Batman just stood there still furious about MacLeod's decision.
"Batman?" Robin asked again.
"Lets go," Batman finally replied, "We got other work to do."
"Like finding McHarris?" Suggested Robin.
"Right." Batman replied and they both slipped out in to the night.
Duncan MacLeod retired at his suite at the Gothem Plaza. He knew that Batman was going to after McHarris. That means time is running out. He has to find him first.
He placed his sword on the dressing table in the bedroom, deciding he'll clean it tomorrow, sat on the edge of the bed and thought. He was tired, so laid down and closed his eyes and prepared for the nightmares that would come soon.
The next morning after breakfast, MacLeod decided to find McHarris, but where? Perhaps if he stayed in one spot McHarris would find him, he thought. Perhaps the Batman would be helpful after all. He must find the dark knight, but will he help him after last night? Minutes later after he arrived at the front desk to ask for an extension on his suite, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head to find the lovely Miss Garret.
"Checking out already?" she questioned.
"Miss Garret," MacLeod replied. "Heh, uh no, I am planning to stay, too uh, view the city's…Charm."
"That's great", Said Miss Garret Smiling, "Then maybe we can finish that interview."
"Well," he started, he thought a bit. Maybe she knows about the Batman. "Sure, why not?" He smiled back, took her arm and led her out of the plaza.
"So, where are you from, originally?" Susan started as they walked down the street.
"Scotland." He replied. "Tell me something. I've been hearing about the Batman. What do you know about him?"
"Its seems that the interview has turned." Susan observed.
"Is that a problem?"
"No, Its just I'm the interviewer and you're the interviewee." She Replied, "but if you want to know. I do write a lot about the Batman that can be turned into a series of movies. What is he? I guess you can say he's a cross between Superman and Dracula. He's dark, seductive, intriguing and mysterious. He's our little Bigfoot of Gothem so to speak. I think he's part of the police force though. Commissioner Gordon is a actually friend with him I think."
"Where does he live?" He asked.
"That the big mystery. Nobody knows." She said, "Some say the sewers, but I don't. I think he lives in the mountains. They're a lot of caves in here. Why do want to know about him so much?"
"Lets just say I'm a big fan of him." MacLeod Replied.
"I heard that you were involved in the murder at Market Street Last night. Is that true?" Susan inquired.
"I wish it wasn't, but yes I was there. My friend was…" He stopped and thought about Donnel's Death.
"I'm sorry," She frowned.
"No, don't be," He said, "He was a great friend."
"Then you know about the headhunter?" She said.
"Headhunter?" He thought. "Only what I saw on TV."
They arrived in the park area. Children was playing, other people was enjoying themselves as birds were chirping. They finally sat down on a park bench in the middle of the park. Susan was smiling on him gazing at his eyes as Duncan was creating his family history for her readers.
"So your grandfather saved a little girl from the Germans in the second war?" She acknowledged.
"Yes," He replied. "You could say I have a very interesting family history. Which dates back to the 1500s."
"Wow," She was very amazed, "That's a long time."
"Yes," he smiled back at her "I guess it is. Aren't you going to write all this down sometime?"
"Huh? Oh no," She chuckled "I have a memory like disk drive. One of the reasons the paper hired me. Oh damn, which reminds me, I'm going to be late for work."
"That's ok, I've have some things that I must do before I leave Gothem," he said. "Maybe we can have dinner tonight?"
"I would like that." She replied. "Will 7:00 be ok with you?"
"Perfect."
She kissed him on the cheek and took off. MacLeod was left alone on the bench. He was thinking the only way to find Batman is to talk with Commissioner Gordon. But they may want to know about McHarris. This could work he thought. The police could keep McHarris on the ropes until he could find Batman, but for how long? After a long debating to him self he decided to go to the police. He got up and took the next available cab.
Meanwhile, back in the depth of the Batcave, Batman was working feverishly on the computer. He was looking up any information on McHarris, but he was little unsuccessful. The only thing he found on McHarris was, he seen in Philadelphia after the police wanted him for a previous murder. He only hoped that Tim had better luck at the library.
Tim only has been going through book after books about McHarris and MacLeod for a few hours. He has found that the two clans fought 500 years ago during the Feudal Age. Its hard to believe that MacLeod had live that long. He wondered how he got to become an immortal. Perhaps he can ask him when he sees him again. He continued to finish his research.
In the meantime, the police station was in full steam working on a plethora of cases, including the headhunter one. Commissioner Gordon was in his office along with Sergeant Bullock and Duncan MacLeod.
"Well it's about time you came to us Mr. MacLeod," Gordon said sitting at his desk. "Now maybe we can figure this case out."
Bullock moved over to MacLeod and asked, "Alright pretty boy, what do you know about this headhunter?"
"Well," MacLeod started, "First off, his name is McHarris, William McHarris. He's a warrior from Scotland."
"Yeah?" Bullock said, "What's he doing here in Gothem?"
"He's after me," MacLeod replied.
"Hmm, now fitting all together." Gordon concluded, "He was trying to get your attention by killing those other people. But my question is why? Why does he what you dead?"
"Because, he thinks that I killed his Brother." Duncan replied.
With out their knowing it, the caped crusader stood out side the ledge listening in on their entire conversation.
Bullock shifted his side and asked, "Did you?"
The Highlander looked up at him, and then to Gordon, "It was accident on his on part."
"Well, we're not going to go into that," said Gordon, "Bullock, put an APB on this McHarris Guy."
"How will we know what he looks like?" Bullock Asked.
"You will know." MacLeod Replied, "Trust me, you will know."
It was getting close to dinnertime and Susan was getting ready in her apartment bathroom. She couldn't wait to see him again. She was overjoyed to the fact that she could meet him. He was so interesting, better than the other guys she dated. Mostly shallow men. But if she can pull this off, not only she'll get her exclusive interview, but also maybe she can have a man who is sensitive and mysterious like Duncan MacLeod. Just as she finished putting on some red lipstick, the door knocked. Strange, she thought he's a bit early, but then she couldn't care, as long as it was Duncan. She rushed over to open the door, but as she did, the door was forced open. Susan stumbled back to see the strange man it was McHarris. She screamed franticly as she tried to get up.
"Hope you don't mind if I dropped by," McHarris Said laughing. He grabbed Ms. Garret by the arm and muffled her mouth with his other free hand. He took her out of the building and disappeared into the shadows.
Duncan MacLeod was also getting ready. He just applied some after-shave on his face. He knew he could not love her, not the was he was anyways. He could not forget the dangers he let his previous girlfriend get into. Just then the phone rang. He went into the other room and answered.
"Hello MacLeod," Voice said. He knew the voice it was HcHarris.
"What do you want?" MacLeod asked.
"I have something here that you might be interested," McHarris Replied. Duncan suddenly heard another familiar voice Susan's. "Help me MacLeod!" She screamed.
"You bastard," MacLeod said. "You leave her out of this."
"Heh heh heh, no MacLeod." He said, "If you want to see her pretty little face again, you better come to Gothem Convention Hall. Come alone, or she'll be your failure." He laughed and hung up.
MacLeod frowned as he felt a cool draft. He turned to the window and saw the shadow of Batman. Batman entered the room followed by Robin.
"He has that reporter, Susan Garret," MacLeod Started.
"Where is he holding her?" Batman asked.
"The Gothem Convention Hall, he said to come along or he'll kill her." Replied MacLeod as he was getting his sword.
"You just can't kill him." Said Batman.
"It is our way of doing things Batman." MacLeod retorted. "I can't avoid it."
"You will be more worse than he is." Said Batman. "Its not worth it."
"Its worth more that you'll ever know Batman." The Highlander stated, "But if you want to stop me, try it. Like I said, there's always a way to kill a bat." He headed towards the door and added. "You can come, but I warn you. McHarris is mine."
"You don't get it do you?" Said Batman.
MacLeod turned his head and Replied, "It is something all us Immortals have to do, its not avoidable." He opened the door and he was gone.
"Come on," Batman said to his ward. They need to get to the Hall before MacLeod does. Perhaps they could stop McHarris before he kills off more people. He still didn't understand why the Highlander needed to kill McHarris. But he knew that it was not his way.
Moments Later at the Gothem Convention Hall, MacLeod found his way inside. I was dark except with a few lights showing through the windows and above. Cautious as he was, he knew that McHarris was here somewhere. Suddenly the lights were turned on and the stage stood McHarris holding Susan. He had his blade by her neck ready to slash. Susan was so fearful she couldn't stand on her own.
"Glad you could make it MacLoud," McHarris said, "Let the auction begin for this pretty reporter."
"Let her go," MacLeod ordered as he unsheathed his sword, "This not her concern."
"But it is." He replied as he raised his sword ready to stab her in the chest. All of a sudden from above, the glass shattered for no reason. All three of them looked up as a shadow dropped down on the floor. He emerged it was Batman. The dark knight acted quickly as he shot his Bathook at McHarris' sword. It grappled the blade as Batman pulled it out of his hands. The sword flew out and landed nearby.
"Now," Batman said, "do as Mr. MacLeod says and let her go."
The dark immortal laughed. "My pleasure." He threw her down and jumped for his sword like an acrobat flipping and tumbling. He grabbed his sword, stood, and smiled.
"I told you Batman, this is my battle," The Highlander said. "Get the woman out of here."
But Batman stood there, his eyes still on McHarris. McHarris reached in his pocket and took out a small remote like device.
"You better do as he says Batman." He said. "Or boom."
Batman didn't believe McHarris. His first thought was to take him down, but he might get nervous and blow the entire building. On the other hand he glanced up and saw Robin and thought that his partner could get the remote out of the immortal's hand. But then that also could detonate whatever explosion McHarris set up.
"Let me take him." Duncan said softly to Batman.
Batman nodded a bit as he kneeled down. MacLeod then jumped over the Dark Knight and in rage his sword came down on McHarris, but McHarris blocked the blow. The battle has begun as Batman backed off. Robin Jumped down in the room.
"Get the woman out of here," Ordered Batman as he could hear the clash of swords continue he looked over.
The battle continued, McHarris, parrying and thrusting with one hand while the other held the detonator. MacLeod tried his best moves to block and parry, but could not get one slash in. McHarris ducked while MacLeod swung at his head. The evil immortal kicked the Highlander on the stomach as he fell down. Batman took this chance and jumped at McHarris. They both fell as McHarris kicked Batman off him.
"Bad move," said McHarris as he pressed the button on the remote.
The four pillars that stood in the middle of the room exploded at the same time. The room shook like an earthquake as everyone took cover. The four pillars that supported the roof came down on them like bricks, but Robin was lucky to get out of there with Ms. Garret using the side door. He wasn't too sure if Batman and Mr. MacLeod were all right. He places Ms. Garret down and head fire and police sirens on their way.
Inside the wrecked building, several pieces moved in the debris as MacLeod got up. He was bruised and tired. He looked around to find Batman and in a ruble hill just a few feet away he saw his hand. He moved the pieces of ruble when he heard something moving behind him. He picked up his sword that was buried next to him and quickly turned around to see that McHarris. McHarris was in worse shape than the Highlander, but then he too was standing. He reached in his pocket and too out his gun and aimed at MacLeod ready to fire, but MacLeod was too quick. He swung his sword in an upward movement and chopped of his hand off. McHarris screamed painfully as he held it with his other hand. Batman barely getting up and saw what has happened next.
"There can only be one," MacLeod said as he raised his blade again.
McHarris looked up at him and pleaded, but it was too late. MacLeod took another swing and took his head off. Batman could not believe it. Wild winds whipped around MacLeod and lightning flashed in the sky like raging storm. MacLeod screamed as he was lifted up in the air by the winds, this was the quickening. A bright flash blinded Batman as an unknown force threw him. A few minutes later MacLeod was lying on the ground as Batman got up and went to help MacLeod. But MacLeod was all right as his got up to himself.
"What was that?" Batman asked.
"It's called the quickening," The Highlander replied as they heard the sirens form out side. They both got out of the demolished building into an ally were Robin was waiting.
Robin had laid Ms. Garret by a dumpster as MacLeod asked, "Will she ok?"
"She'll be fine," Robin replied as two police officers peeked in to the ally. Batman grabbed MacLeod, and he and Robin shot their Bathook upwards.
Moments later, on a roof top of the next building…
"What happened to McHarris?" Robin asked.
"He will never hurt or kill anyone ever again," MacLeod replied, "Thank you Batman. I suppose even I needed a little help now and then."
"The authorities will looking for you," said Batman, "I suggest you leave town."
MacLeod Nodded, "Here," He handed his sword to Batman, "Give this Bruce Wayne. I am sure he'll have better luck selling it at his next auction." Batman looked down at it then to MacLeod again. "If you get to see Ms. Garret, tell her even immortal souls were never meant to be." With that say, he took off, climbing down a fire escape.
Batman then knew everything of an immortal. Perhaps the next time when MacLeod comes back into town, he'll be ready.
End