Dammit... I keep on repeating the same mistake... Writing too fast, not checking the story before i upload it, then finding plenty of spelling mistakes.
Well, i learned my lesson (I think!!!!!)
Thanks for the reviews and the support 8^)
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"Bruce! Bruce!" A voice called his name. Floating in the darkness, he wondered, 'What? Where am I?'
The voice called again, but this time with frightful tone. Bruce looked around, but he couldn't see anything except darkness all around him.
"Dick!" Bruce called, but no response. "Dick! Where are you?"
He walked carefully through the darkness, his arms ahead of him feeling their way.
"Master Bruce!" Another voice called him.
"Alfred!" Bruce asked as cofusion started to take over. Suddenly, Joker apeeared behind him. He turned as fast as he could, but Joker was faster, he hit him sending him to the ground. Groaning, he looked up the Joker who had a wide smile which turned to an evil laugh. Next to him stood Dick, looking at Bruce with angry eyes, "You failed!" The kid shouted in anger.
"Failed?!"
"Yeah, you failed. You told me that you'll protect me and you failed."
"I'm sorry Dick, but..."
"Sorrow ain't enough." He interrupted angrly.
"Dick, listen to me.." He was intrrupted again, but this time by Alfred's voice calling him.
"Master Bruce!" Alfred kept calling, Bruce felt a slight shake. He winced. Looking around, he found himself in his room as Alfred stood next to the bed.
"Alfred! Where's Dick?" Bruce asked nearly shouting.
Alfred sighed in sorrow, "They took him master Bruce."
"They took him! They took my..." Bruce whispered with stinging eyes. "He'll pay! All of them will pay!" He suddenly shouted in anger.
"Master Bruce, calm down. This will not help master Dick at all. You must think and plan before doing something could hurt the young master." Alfred said calmly.
"You're right." Bruce said rubbing his head. He had a horrible headach, he was sure that the wound was the cause, "I must think deeply about my next actions."
Bruce picked up the phone's speaker which was next to his bed on a little table. He dailed some numbers before he said, "I wanna talk to commissinor Gordon, please. It's urgent."
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Dick regained his conscious slowly, he wondered about what happened. Memories softly crawled to his mind...
A loud crash...
Seeing the Joker and his henchmen...
Running away from his room...
More henchmen catching him...
Alfred on the ground, then Bruce...
And at last surrendering to his enemy.
He slowly opened his eyes to check the place he was in. He found himself sitting on a warm bed which was a part of a small room with a closed door, no windows so it was very dark.
Suddenly, someone opened the door letting the light come inside the room. Covering his eyes, Dick tried to recognize the comer. With his eyes getting used to the high light, he gasped. He saw Joker standing in the door way with his big silly grin. Joker opened the room's lights.
"I can see that you're up, kiddo?"
"Where am I?" The boy asked
"Far away from home, that's all what you need to know."
"What do you want from me?" Dick asked with slight of anger, "Did you kidnap me so you can get some money like all the losers in this wide world?"
"Nope!"
"Nope?! What do you mean?" The kid asked in surprise, "What do you want then?"
"Well, it's not about what I want, it's about what I wished from a long time. You know, before I became The Joker, I was an ordinary man.."
"A boss of a gang." Dick corrected with a slight of anger.
"That's the ordinary man in my point of view." Joker said with his grin, "And don't intrrupt me kiddo. As I was saying, I was an *ordinary* man, a man with dreams and hopes.."
"Dreams?! Of being the greatest crimenal in the whole universe!!" Dick intrrupted Sarcastically.
"A sercastic child... I like that! By the way, you're right, being the greatest crimenal was one of my dreams... I think it came true." Then he got out an evil laugh. Dick bit his downer lip in anger, "Anyway, lets get back to our subject. I had alot of dreams, between those dreams stood an old, dusty dream. It has been standing there since I was a teenager. Every man in the whole world has the same one."
Dick got out a bored sigh, "Can't you get to the point of all this?"
"OK! As you like, I always had the dream of being a father."
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So... Told ya it's a mad idea, I don't even know why I chose Joker for this!!! I just like the fellow. Well, it *is* a wish/dream for every mankind, is it?! I guess so!!
Thanks again for the reviews... Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)
See ya in the next one!!! THX
Well, i learned my lesson (I think!!!!!)
Thanks for the reviews and the support 8^)
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"Bruce! Bruce!" A voice called his name. Floating in the darkness, he wondered, 'What? Where am I?'
The voice called again, but this time with frightful tone. Bruce looked around, but he couldn't see anything except darkness all around him.
"Dick!" Bruce called, but no response. "Dick! Where are you?"
He walked carefully through the darkness, his arms ahead of him feeling their way.
"Master Bruce!" Another voice called him.
"Alfred!" Bruce asked as cofusion started to take over. Suddenly, Joker apeeared behind him. He turned as fast as he could, but Joker was faster, he hit him sending him to the ground. Groaning, he looked up the Joker who had a wide smile which turned to an evil laugh. Next to him stood Dick, looking at Bruce with angry eyes, "You failed!" The kid shouted in anger.
"Failed?!"
"Yeah, you failed. You told me that you'll protect me and you failed."
"I'm sorry Dick, but..."
"Sorrow ain't enough." He interrupted angrly.
"Dick, listen to me.." He was intrrupted again, but this time by Alfred's voice calling him.
"Master Bruce!" Alfred kept calling, Bruce felt a slight shake. He winced. Looking around, he found himself in his room as Alfred stood next to the bed.
"Alfred! Where's Dick?" Bruce asked nearly shouting.
Alfred sighed in sorrow, "They took him master Bruce."
"They took him! They took my..." Bruce whispered with stinging eyes. "He'll pay! All of them will pay!" He suddenly shouted in anger.
"Master Bruce, calm down. This will not help master Dick at all. You must think and plan before doing something could hurt the young master." Alfred said calmly.
"You're right." Bruce said rubbing his head. He had a horrible headach, he was sure that the wound was the cause, "I must think deeply about my next actions."
Bruce picked up the phone's speaker which was next to his bed on a little table. He dailed some numbers before he said, "I wanna talk to commissinor Gordon, please. It's urgent."
*****
Dick regained his conscious slowly, he wondered about what happened. Memories softly crawled to his mind...
A loud crash...
Seeing the Joker and his henchmen...
Running away from his room...
More henchmen catching him...
Alfred on the ground, then Bruce...
And at last surrendering to his enemy.
He slowly opened his eyes to check the place he was in. He found himself sitting on a warm bed which was a part of a small room with a closed door, no windows so it was very dark.
Suddenly, someone opened the door letting the light come inside the room. Covering his eyes, Dick tried to recognize the comer. With his eyes getting used to the high light, he gasped. He saw Joker standing in the door way with his big silly grin. Joker opened the room's lights.
"I can see that you're up, kiddo?"
"Where am I?" The boy asked
"Far away from home, that's all what you need to know."
"What do you want from me?" Dick asked with slight of anger, "Did you kidnap me so you can get some money like all the losers in this wide world?"
"Nope!"
"Nope?! What do you mean?" The kid asked in surprise, "What do you want then?"
"Well, it's not about what I want, it's about what I wished from a long time. You know, before I became The Joker, I was an ordinary man.."
"A boss of a gang." Dick corrected with a slight of anger.
"That's the ordinary man in my point of view." Joker said with his grin, "And don't intrrupt me kiddo. As I was saying, I was an *ordinary* man, a man with dreams and hopes.."
"Dreams?! Of being the greatest crimenal in the whole universe!!" Dick intrrupted Sarcastically.
"A sercastic child... I like that! By the way, you're right, being the greatest crimenal was one of my dreams... I think it came true." Then he got out an evil laugh. Dick bit his downer lip in anger, "Anyway, lets get back to our subject. I had alot of dreams, between those dreams stood an old, dusty dream. It has been standing there since I was a teenager. Every man in the whole world has the same one."
Dick got out a bored sigh, "Can't you get to the point of all this?"
"OK! As you like, I always had the dream of being a father."
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So... Told ya it's a mad idea, I don't even know why I chose Joker for this!!! I just like the fellow. Well, it *is* a wish/dream for every mankind, is it?! I guess so!!
Thanks again for the reviews... Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)
See ya in the next one!!! THX