Author: Yes! I have finally decided to be more organized lol. Well I don't want to let you guys down, so I guess I'll add another chapter so sit in the easy chair, get the popcorn (trust me you'll need it for how confusing this is getting I'm even getting confused Oo) Just do not spoil the fun and enjoy :)

He didn't know what to believe, he thought Superman was dead. "Am I going insane?" He asked.

Superman turned to face him, the look in his eyes scared Terry. It was gentle, kind, sympathetic what was going on? Where was he? Was this place even real? So many questions… What was real? Had anything ever been real? No some of it must have, Dana, Matt, Mom, Max, Barbara, Chelsea, Bruce, weren't they all real? If not then what was?

Psycho started to laugh, a faint echo in Terry's mind.

"It's too late for him, he's already lost it, we've won Supes! The kid is ours!"

The voice seemed to come from nowhere, in fact nothing seemed real anymore, it was all like a dream…

"Terry! Its ok! Everything's alright!" It was Superman's voice. What did he have to do with this? Terry barely knew him and he was acting like Terry was the person closest to him, but who knows, maybe he was.

"You see? You won't be able to get to him, no matter how hard you tried!" Psycho laughed, an almost familiar laugh.

Suddenly realization hit Terry, he suddenly felt that he could trust Psycho. That this villain was the only true person he had ever known. But that couldn't be true… all the others. It is true, can't you feel it in your heart? A voice, was it his? Yes Terry, that is who it is! Something felt wrong, something was very wrong, but what? He couldn't put his finger on it, he didn't know… You know what it is. Your memories are not your memories, you don't know who you are, what really happened in your life. He can show you, he can tell you what you missed. You know him, you've always known him, all you have to do is ask. Terry's heart pounded, his eyes turned to Psycho Yes, he's the one to ask…

Superman suddenly understood, "TERRY! He's trying to trick you!" He yelled running over to the kid.

"Who are you?" Terry asked Superman.

Superman was taken aback by this, "Snap out of it Terry!" He said, somewhat scared.

Psycho was standing up by now. "Come on Terry" He said holding out his hand. Terry followed to his side.

Superman stared washed with fear. They turned around and walked away, while he stood there, in the dark. The memories of Darkside washed over him, "Your not getting him too!" He said quietly and to himself.

Bruce grabbed the leash. It had been a year and a month since Terry 'died' but he had come to get over it. He had locked the cave down, swearing to himself that he would never open it again. He didn't even go towards that wing anymore, it hurt too much, though he would never admit it. All the pictures and memorabilia was in the study, as it always had been. He never looked at it, Barbara said it was an unhealthy way to let someone go, but he didn't listen and she knew he wouldn't. Even after so long a time, she still worried about him a lot. He thought she was wasting her time. It was gone, in the past, and there wasn't anything he could do to change it, so why waste all this time to mourn?

Sometimes he heard Ace whining and pawing at the door that he knew lead to the study. He always ignored it, until the dog finally gave up. He seemed very lost and anxious all the time. Bruce just let him, but once in a while Ace scared him a little. The dog would run to the door and bark his head off, Bruce would go outside and find nothing, but Ace would stand there, barking and growling like mad. He never understood it, so Bruce was always on his toes, just in case.

That very day Ace went into his odd barking rage, and instead of finding nothing outside he found a simple note, written in a fine handwriting.

Bruce,

The kid is not dead, meet me in the abandoned docks, come as quick as you can. There's a lot you need to know.

-An old friend

He had decided to bring Ace, in case of a trap. The mutt obliged when Bruce clipped the leash on the collar. "Let's hope you won't be needed," He told the dog.

Ace just looked at him with a little whine.

They made it to the car and Ace hopped in the back seat.

Bruce turned on the headlights and started the drive towards the docks.

He pulled up and quickly turned off the headlights. He fumbled for the leash, his eyes ever watchful. When he found it he quietly ordered Ace to come to the front, the dog obeyed as always, and he opened the door and went outside.

The cold night air struck him as he quickly made his way to the pier. He heard a noise in front of him, and him and the dog stood on edge, yet there was no growling. Eventually he recognized the sound as footsteps, they were quiet, and yet not stalking at the same time. Whoever it was, was intending to be seen and heard. A figure could be seen approaching them in the darkness. Ace started to whine. Bruce glared at the approaching figure, trying to make out who it was and when the person finally stepped in the light, Bruce gripped his cane tightly. There turned out to be not one, but two people, Terry, and Psycho…

Well there ya go! Hope you had a good Valentine's Day! grabs candy There will be another chapter by next month if all goes well, by then I'll be saying happy Easter ;)