::Gotham Arbors::


Jervis entered the apartment, dragging Ollie behind him. Once inside, he closed the door. He dragged Ollie towards the couch. Grunting, he picked up Ollie just enough to lay him on the couch.

"Whew! You're a lot of hard work! Let's see if you're still among the living."

He checked Ollie's pulse once more. It was stronger than before. He examined Ollie's head. There was a large bruise on his forehead. It was a deep shade of purple. Dried blood was in a line from his nose to his chin. Jervis quickly went to get some ice to put on the bruise. As he was doing so, he talked to himself.

"Well, it seems that I've got a lot on my plate! I'm still unsure if the Judge will be of any help to me. I might as well just have those microchips ready for Joker. That way, if the Judge fails, I'll have my back-up plan. Then there's you, Ollie. I don't like it when people try to destroy the one thing I have left to enjoy in this city. You shouldn't have tried such a foolish thing."

He walked back over to Ollie, a bag full of ice in his hand. He placed it onto Ollie's forehead and held it there.

"However, I'm not at liberty to punish you for trying to mess up my park. I think you've been punished enough. You'll be lucky to make it out alive."



:: somewhere else in the city ::


The Judge had entered his new hideout. As he came in, he turned on the television to see if he could do anything else. The news was on and was reporting on a breakout.

"Now we join Summer Gleason at Arkham Asylum. Summer?" said the announcer.

"I'm standing here at the gates of the infamous Arkham Asylum with Dr. Jeremiah Arkham. Dr. Arkham, can you tell us what happened today?"

"Well, as you already know, Two-Face escaped. He had taken control of one of our guards and was threatening to kill him. We had no choice but to let him go."

"Dr. Arkham, where and when do you think Two-Face will strike, now that he's free?"

"I cannot be certain of that. He gave no indication of his plans."

"Thank you, Dr. Arkham. Jack, back to you."

"That is just one of our major stories tonight. Also, there has now been a report of an explosion at the Iceberg Lounge. No word yet on if the two are related. We'll have more on these two stories as we get the information. Now onto other news........"

The Judge sighed. Now he had two major criminals to deal with. Last time, Two-Face had managed to completely escape from his grasp. He couldn't allow that to happen again.

He took off his robe, revealing a half black, half white suit. He threw the robe in the closet of the office. Then, he took off his mask and threw it in as well. With nothing to remind him of his personality, The Judge quickly disappeared.

Two-Face walked out of the office and into the bar where he and his accomplices were staying. It was a lavish bar, filled with things about the number two. Newspapers had lined the walls. One read about the sheep named Dolly that was cloned. Another was about Truman holding up a paper about him losing the presidency.

Two-Face went up to the bartender and ordered a double scotch. The bartender placed a cup holder that resembled the two of spades onto the bar. He made the drink and set it onto the cup holder. Yes, life at the Deuce Club was good. Two-Face knew that it wouldn't last though. As he sipped his drink, he was thinking about his latest plan.


::Funnibone Shipping Co.::


Joker was sitting at his desk. He was making a phone call.

"Hello? Is the Penguin there? He is? May I speak to him? Just tell him it's important!"

"Yes?"

"Penguin! How nice to talk to you again!"

"Joker? How dare you call me after tonight!!!!!!"

"Wait! Penguin, hear me out!"

"Why should I?"

"Because, if you do, I can pay you back for all the damage I caused you earlier," said the Joker, a smile creeping on his lips.

"I'm listening.........."