Disclaimer: I do not own any DC Characters including Batman, Superman or anyone else. They all belong to their respected authors. As for Haley Brown, he's my original character.
Foreword from the Author: Well, this'll be the end of the first story arc of the second damn part of this. I'm in debate on weather to extend it to add one of my own psycho villains into this. If this happens there's going to be a lot of trigger happiness in it. And I'm not talking about the TV show.
Nothing else to say other then that I've totally freaking neglected this for too damn long and I seriously apologize.
Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc One, Part Five: Letting Go
"Will everyone please rise as Judge Christopher Jones enters the court room!" The bailiff shouted.
Haley, along with Uncle Jim, Aunt Sara, Alice and the rest of his friends, stood up along with Haley's parents. James opened up the top of a bottle of Jack Daniels and took a swig of it in the court room, seeming to take no notice of Haley's death gaze. Judge Jones sat down in his chair and looking Haley's parents, then eyed James in the front holding the brown bag. Judge Jones' eyebrow quirked in annoyance before beginning the proceedings.
"Mr. And Mrs. Brown, the two of you have signed an agreement to divorce from marriage. The agreement in Evan City is thus standing, half of everything goes to the two parties. Mr. Brown, you will keep all your earnings prior to your marriage, Mrs. Brown, to you the same. The son, Haley Brown, shall remain in the care of his mother."
"Um, your Honor." Uncle Jim said getting up, "I am the brother to Mrs. Brown, and Haley has been living with me for 6 months."
"That means nothing and Haley will move back to his house here in Evan City to live with his mother. I will have no arguments." The judge cawed.
"Your Honor?"
"I will have no arguments!" The Judge reminded.
"Then I'll keep this short. You are full of shit." Haley said.
The judge stood up and motioned the bailiff not to assault Haley, "And who are you?"
"The son in question." Haley answered.
"Haley please sit down, you're only making this hard." His dad pleaded.
"No dad, I'm not going back to live with mom nor you." Haley voiced, "I'm 19 year's old, I make my own calls. I'm not having some asshole judge tell me I'm living with mom."
"Are going to violate a court order?" The judge asked.
"If this is it, then hell yes I am." Haley retorted
"Bailiff." The Judge ordered.
James stood up setting the bag with the liquor down, he raised his hand gun up, "Not another step."
"You brought a gun to court! This is grounds for imprisonment!" The Judge answered.
"If Haley wants to speak, it's his damned right to do so. If you want to intrude on that, then I'll intrude on this little 'no guns in court' rule." James retorted.
Haley looked back at James, Alice and Amy stood up as well, his smile showed his gratitude, "Your honor. This is my team of people. We work in Gotham City under Commissioner James Gordon." He pointed to Uncle Jim who also stood up, "We handle the villains that the Gotham City Police Department can't. Without my presence, this team would fall apart. Moving the operation to Evan City is not in my intention as its base is already set up."
"Haley, what're you talking about?" His dad asked.
"Dad, I know this is going to sound extremely ridiculous but it's truth." Haley began.
"Mr. Brown, with all due respect. Your son is a vigilante. He's one of the best gun men this side of Evan City and a damn fine person to boot." Amy spoke for him.
"What does she mean Haley?" His mom questioned.
"She's saying I'm a vigilante," Haley repeated, "Which I am. I go under the Alias Hoody Boy. I've been doing this since I was a sophomore in high school. But you two would've never known since you two were both working in Africa, Asia, Europe and South America instead of being at Home."
"This little family social is nice but I WANT ORDER IN THE COUR..." The Judge was cut off as James chucked the bottle of whiskey at the stand. The judge ducked just in time.
"Go on and finish Haley." James said looking at him and not at the red-faced judge.
Haley nodded, "Mom, I'm sorry but you and Dad never really grasped how harsh it was to have no parents. I had nothing to latch onto, now I feel like I have a family. Uncle Jim is the nicest guy I've ever met next to Mitch and Dr. Evans. Amy acts like my big sister almost all the time and has saved my rear on quite a few occasions. I just met Alice but regardless, she's a nice girl and I went through a lot to save her from a deadly situation, risking my own life for hers'. James here," Haley smiled, "James has been my older bro and it feels like I've known him for eternity. These people are my family, Mom and Dad. These people are..."
"Freaks." His mom answered.
"Yes, yes they are, but so am I." Haley answered defiantly.
"No Haley, you're still my little boy. That innocent face I've loved for so long…." His mom began.
"Don't start Tiffany." Haley's dad answered, "Don't you see? We missed our son growing up. We both failed at parenting and look where we are now. Haley actually turned out okay, and he has a place where he can fit in. A place where he and others don't have to worry about being different because they are."
"What would know Tom?" His mom fired back, "All you ever do is encourage him. I will not let him stay with freaks."
"Hey mom?" Haley asked.
His mom turned and looked at Haley who pulled out a handgun from his pocket and pointed it at her, "Have I ever told you that me and my family never liked being called freaks."
He pulled the trigger and knocked the woman off her feet. She hit the ground screaming in pain. Haley lowered the gun to everyone's amazement, even James's. His mother's cries didn't seem to effect him in the slightest bit.
"Judge, it would be in your best interest to let me stay in Gotham City where I'll carry out my civic duty to actually help the public. I would also ask of you to send my mother to an insane asylum and have my dad live quietly in here in Evan City." Haley answered laying out his demands.
The judge nodded in stock amazement as Haley went over and hugged his dad.
"I'll give you a call every now and then to see how you're doing okay?" Haley comforted. He turned and motioned to James, "Lets get the hell outta here."
Haley and his gang of friends left the courtroom as the judge motioned for the bailiff to call an ambulance. Only Uncle Jim remained. Striding past his sister, Uncle Jim walked up to the stunned judge.
"I'll send you the papers detailing Haley and his involvement with Gotham Police. I also back the decision to put my sister in a hospitalized environment, seeing as she holds onto massive delusions about her adult son. There will be no problems," Uncle Jim leaned in to the judge as he whispered the rest of the veiled threat, "I know people in high places, Judge Jones, they would be glad to help me secure the continued help of the Extras."
Trembling, the judge agreed and Uncle Jim walked out of the courtroom, leaving his ex-brother in law staring at him in wonder and his sister bleeding on the ground.
Outside, James pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He looked up at the gray clouds which had proceeded them into the court room had dissipated into nothing but little tiny streaks of white.
"So what happens now?" Amy asked as Uncle Jim came out of the court house.
Haley smiled, "Well, how about lunch before we start a very long train ride home?"
Haley and Alice sat at the bar in the Steak 'n' Shake. James started on his shake sucking as much of it down as he could. He gripped his head in pain and banged the table with a clenched fist. Amy shook her head and went back to conversation with Uncle Jim.
"So anyway." Amy continued, "Haley is laying on his belly behind the bar. The bar is totally surrounded by Mafia hit men. James had flipped a table over with bullets blowing parts of the top off with each impact. I was in the kitchen looking for some sort of gadget to help get us out this."
Uncle Jim took a gulp of his soft drink as Amy continued, "So all of the sudden James out of no where yelled, "BRING ME YOUR TIRED! YOUR POOR! YOUR DRUNK!" and raced into the hailing gun fire. He kicked open the door firing wildly at everything while getting blown away himself. When he hit the ground bleeding me and Haley had though he was done for okay? After a couple of minutes I see his fingers move and grab a unbroken bottle of schnapps and chug the whole thing." Amy started laughing, "I still don't get why he chugged the bottle but all of the sudden he acts like a vampire and rises with his arms sticking out."
Uncle Jim shook his head, "Wait, so he drank a whole bottle of schnapps? Then rose like a vampire?" He looked over at James whole was wincing from his brain freeze, "Okay I can see it. Continue."
"Yeah, but ol' Haley here was just as freaked as the mafia men. When James got up, Haley shot him again for good measure because James had scared him so." Amy cracked up laughing.
"Hmm, interesting story." Uncle Jim answered with a smile, "Now, I know James some what and I'm still trying understand Haley. But how did you get involved? You don't look like you should be a hero at all."
Amy calmed herself to answer the question, "Well, as it goes. I really didn't have much of an interest. Then of course, I started hearing wild stories. People do outstanding acts of kindness without asking for it. Like any kid I was hooked. To us, it was totally different concept, doing things without receiving anything. This appealed to me after I started college. I became a technical whiz and never had much of an equal when it came to making things. I had already been living in a bad neighborhood so one night I decided why not. My first try at actually catching a bad guy ended up with someone tied up with twine."
Amy took a sip on his straw, "After college I told my mother that I wasn't going to take over the family business. She of course hated my guts and my brainless sister who followed her every where hated me as well. I haven't been disowned yet but I'm prepared for it. She couldn't trample this dream."
"Hmph, looks like my nephew just knows how to pick the characters these days." Uncle Jim commented.
"Haley knows a lot more then he lets on. He just seems afraid to just let go of some things though." Amy sighed, "I'm just worried what would happen if he did."
"Why?" Uncle Jim asked.
"For as long as I've known Haley. He's always held a little part of himself back in everything he does. He never wanted to be noticed unless he thought it necessary. Take the courthouse for example. If Haley hadn't done what he did, we'd be on the train home without him, but he wanted to stay with us, his family and you, his uncle. He shot his own mother just to prove that he didn't want to go." Amy explained.
"So you're worried that if he lets go, he might go off the wall and start killing mercilessly?" Uncle Jim stated.
"Exactly. If Haley didn't hold back, he'd more than likely take everything around him down with him." Amy replied.
Uncle Jim nodded, "Well, I think its time we get back to Gotham. My wife and Barbara will want to know what happened."