Wow! A reply that was more than one sentence! I'm impressed! Your stories seem intriguing enough. Could you please tell me where I could find them? Thanks again for the reply Alyce! Ok, folks, time for me to include one more chapter before I go on spring break! This chapter is a doozy! I hope you all enjoy it!

Batman had hoisted Robin over his shoulder. He jumped to the next rooftop. As soon as his feet hit the roof, the museum exploded behind him. He shielded Robin from the blast and any flying debris. A few pieces of brick hit Batman's back, but luckily none of them knocked him out.

Once the debris stopped flying around, he picked up Robin again and walked towards the center of the rooftop. He laid Robin down so that he could get a closer look at him. Embedded in his arm was a tranquilizer dart. He carefully took out the dart and placed it in his belt for further examination later.

He picked up Robin once more and walked towards the other side of the building. He took out his grappling hook and shot it, connecting with a gargoyle. Then he descended slowly towards the ground, making sure that Robin was still alright.

He walked out onto the street and into an alley a couple of blocks down. As he placed Robin in the Batmobile, he heard the unmistakable sounds of police and fire truck sirens wailing in the background. He stayed in the shadows until he saw Gordon getting out of one of the cars. Silently, he moved towards Gordon until he was standing right behind him.

"Jim."

Gordon jumped a couple of feet, spilling his coffee onto the sidewalk. He cursed as a few drops spilled onto his hand.

"Give an old man a break, will ya'?"

"Sorry."

"I assume you already know what happened here."

"I came when a silent alarm was tripped. I found Two-Face stealing the priceless Double Dragon statue. He decided that blowing up the place would cover his tracks."

"A little early for him to be committing crimes, isn't it? I thought he would have waited until 2am in the morning!"

"Actually, he was right on time. It was only 9pm here, but it was 2am in Japan, where the statue had originated from."

"Huh, seems like Two-Face has been hanging out too much with the Riddler."

"I'll find him and the statue."

"I'm sure that you will. Any chance on telling me if anyone was hurt," he said as he turned to face Batman. "Batman? I should be used to that by now. Hey, Higgins! See what you can do about getting me another coffee! We might be here for awhile."

As Gordon walked towards the inferno that used to be the Gotham Art Museum, the Batmobile came racing out of the alley and headed for home.


::Batcave::


"Is master Timothy alright, sir?" asked the worried butler.

"Yes, he was just pumped full of a sedative. Two-Face used him as bait so I wouldn't follow him out of the building. A perfect two part plan. Steal the statue and try to kill me at the same time. Two-Face is going to pay for using Robin as bait against me."

"Well sir, I think you had better get a good night's rest before you search for him," said Alfred.

"No, he needs to be found now. I have him to deal with, and the Mad Hatter too. I still don't understand how that kid got mixed up with him."


:: Deuce Club ::


"There you go," said Two-Face as he placed the statue on top of his desk. "A perfect spot for you! Time to celebrate! We got what we wanted and killed the Bat too! Who says crime doesn't pay? Heh heh heh."

Two-Face walked out of the office and into the bar. He was really excited about his accomplishment tonight. He had asked the bartender to close early so he wouldn't have any interruptions. His temper flared when he saw a short man still sitting at the far end of the bar. He walked towards the bartender who began to get nervous as he saw who was coming up to him.

"We specifically told you no visitors," hissed Two-Face.

"I---I---I told him that I was closing up early, but he wouldn't have it!" stammered the bartender. "He just sits there sipping on his drink. I couldn't throw him out!"

"Couldn't? Or wouldn't? He is a paying customer after all, isn't he?" asked Two-Face burning with anger more and more as the conversation progressed.

"I--I----I swear, I tried to get rid of him!" pleaded the bartender.

"Yeah, well now it looks like WE'LL have to get rid of him," replied Two-Face.

Two-Face stomped over to the man that was sitting at the bar.

"Hey buddy, this placed is closed. Find somewhere else to get drunk!"

"Yessssssir! It'ssss a reeeeeeeal parrrrty hereeeeee!" said the man through slurred words.

As Two-Face got a closer look at the drunk man, he began to wonder if he had seen the guy before.

"Do we know you?" asked Two-Face.

"Two-Face! It's your turn in court!" a voice bellowed.

Two-Face whirled around to see who had spoken. In the office doorway stood the Judge!!!!!!!!!!!