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, I'm on spring break as I write this, I was pesimistic about how much it was going to suck but I talked the problems out. As of this moment, I'm actually sitting here typing in a t-shirt without a blanket wrapped around me. I can finally say that this vacation is able to be scraped back together.

I'd also like to say that I'm still working extremely hard on trying to get Haley Brown stories out on time but the edit process and such can not be done without errors in the short time frame I have between each. Thus I'm enacting a new form of posting with a double post of HB's on Saturdays. I know you guys really enjoyed reading them two times a week but my editor is in College and take it from me, it makes High School look like a Joke with all the work. Thus, I'm doing this for her sake.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc Two, Part Four: Family Matters

"You did what!" Amy shouted.

"You heard me the first time Amy." Haley answered.

"You let Alice go with that Psycho red head! What the HELL was going through your head at the time!" Amy cried out.

Haley looked at her, "Can you calm down and listen for a moment."

Amy stood there panting from her lack of breath and her emotions going hay wire, "Ivy is going to make up for her misdeed by teaching Alice to control her power. She understands the consequences if she even lays a hand on her with a cruel intention."

"How do you know she won't. What thing do you hold over her head that will keep her in line!" Amy shot back.

"Fear." Haley replied going out to the window, "Fear of me."

James scampered down the hallway and pressed his back to the wall. The light was non-existant, it's presence lacking in the hall. James darted from one shadow to the next trying to keep as far out of sight as possible. He'd left DJ in the dust but he knew he'd not be rid of him for long. This Mercenary was far more terrifying then anything James had handled before. He was fast, faster then James when he was sober. He was ruthless like the Muslims in Jerusalem when the crusade was happening. James knew that DJ would not quit till he brought him down, James' only fear was DJ giving up on him and going for Haley. James knew he couldn't forgive himself if anything happened to Him.

The sounds of heavy foot steps caused James to stiffen like a board. His breathing became silent and his senses tingled on the brink of blow out. A shuffling echoed down the corridor, James pressed himself harder against the wall.

"Xedan Norea Unbada Slefac..." It was a low voice, chanting the four words over and over again.

Three Zombies and a man in black robes walked down the hall quickly and quietly. James saw DJ step into the parade and walk next to the man in black robes.

"The Police have the boat surrounded. It will be extremely difficult to get our cargo off." The man in the black robes spoke, "And I hear the Immortal has escaped. For a mercenary with such a reputation like your's I expected better from you."

DJ looked over, "The Immortal is a crafty one. I underestimated his healing and skills, but I will not be so ignorant again."

"That would be in your best intrest, or I'll have you back in the gutter where I found you." The Man in Black Robes answered, "By the way Kirra, if you don't find The Immortal and Kill him and the Vigilante, your sister's life will be forfeit."

DJ looked right into the shadow, right into James' eyes. He didn't move, think, speak nor breath, James wanted to have no noise what so ever. DJ sighed and stopped letting the Man in the Black Robes and the zombies walk past him. James emerged from the shadows like a demon once the Man in the Black Robes was clear down the hall. DJ went for his sword but didn't make it as James bull rushed him and pressed the handguns to DJ's forehead and neck.

"You know, I'm still not quite sure what in hell you are DJ." James answered, "All I know is, if this were different circumstances I'd by you a drink."

"Save your pity for the weak James." DJ snapped.

James stared him in the eyes, "You look like a prideful person but even you could use some help once in a while."

DJ looked at him coldly, "You disgust me by offering it."

"Well, I'm always trying to be a nice guy in matters but so far things have sucked since I did." James responded, "From what I heard, the guy in the Black Dress you were talking to sounds like he's got you by the balls."

"You should quit worrying about me and worry about yourself because if you don't you'll end up on a pike." DJ retorted.

"Suits me." James answered, "I figure I should've died a long ass time ago. Irony, Fate and Coindedence don't seem to give a damn though."

"You know nothing of Irony." DJ uttered in anger.

"I know a lame ass when I see one." James answered, "Quit acting the bad ass. I saw you're eyes. You've got more guilt in you then a kid who broke a ming vase."

DJ gritted his teeth in anger, "Shut up now you know nothing drunk!"

"If you want to trade insults you half wit ass goblin, I've got a slew of them." James snapped.

"You pathetic little ingrat. I'll kill you for simply taking pity on me." DJ answered.

"Maybe you should pull that cock out your ass and quit being up tight." James insulted.

DJ gritted his teeth in anger, "I'm going to kill you and the vigilante, for the sake of myself."

"You remind me a lot of me... Arrogant, spiteful, independent and most of all blind." James answered wittily, "Me and Haley, we can help you. All you've gotta do is let me go, I'll get Haley and we'll end this matter and never bother you nor take any grudges."

"What can you offer for collateral?" DJ asked.

"I have nothing to give other then my word that your sister will not come to harm." James promised.

DJ looked at him, his eyes were serious enough to mean what he said, but the Priest had told him not to trust James or Haley. The two would lie simply to save their skins. But the sound of serenity echoed in the Immortal's voice.

"I'm going to lower my guns. If you want to continue this little fight of ours, I won't hesitate, but know that me and Haley can end this." James answered slowly dropping his weapons leaving DJ to take a clear shot if he wanted to.

"You know..." DJ began, "Psych!"

James's eyes grew wide as DJ pulled out his sword and pierced it through James' right lung and went through him. James' eyes narrowed in total and complete rage.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, DJ gave him a questioning look.

James smashed DJ's face with the handle of the gun knocking him to the floor. He ripped the sword out and tossed it aside like a play toy. James smashed DJ again with the handle of the gun and repeated it over and over. Blood splotted his cheeks with each crunch of the gun. James didn't stop, he had no intention of it.

DJ thrusted him off his chest and stood up. He wiped the blood from his mauled right cheek and spit. His look became wild and frighting, nothing James considered out of the ordinary by any terms now.

"Alright boogy man, lets see if you're a monster." James answered staring him down.

James ran straight at DJ and performed a front flip landing right behind him. The gun flew backwards and pressed against the back of DJ's head. James pulled the trigger without even hesitating. DJ smashed against the wall, blood rolling down the wall in streaks. He pushed off the wall and looked back at James, he cracked his neck as his face rearranged itself.

"You'll be at this all day." DJ remarked.

"That was my intention," James retorted, "So bring it on."

DJ picked up his sword which lay in front of him. He swished it around cutting the air doing a martial arts stance. James raised his guns and smiled wickedly, his eyes narrowed and shining brightly.

"Well, the Immortal shows his face."

James looked over, one of his guns changing targets. The sight lined up with the Man in Black Robes' face.

"Do forgive me James. You're a magnificant gunman, but I my plans mustn't be hindered. DJ, I will retract some of my statements about you, I see now what you're up against. He is no amateur which was my first impression." The Man in Black Robes looked at James and smiled, "No, James you're a honest to Xabrak gunman and I applaud your skills. I've seen enough though. Pleasant dreams James Sims."

James pulled the trigger. The bullet flew out of the barrel and sped towards the Man in Black Robes. It never reached its mark and stopped half a foot shot of it's impact point; James rolled his eyes. The Man in Black Robes raised his hand and spread his finger. An invisible brick wall crashed into James sending him to the wall like a rag doll.

With each tense of the Man's arm James would be thrust against the wall even harder, "NOW SLEEP!" He yelled.

James' head drooped and he was dropped like a sack of potatoes to the ground, "DJ, it'll be your sister's life if he even sees the light of day before this ritual is all over, now take him away."

Haley sat quietly, his feet dangling over the edge of the roof, "Still no word from James."

"That so?" Uncle Jim said.

"He's been gone for five days Uncle Jim. Five. Usually it's a night where he just has fun and drinks till dawn. But Five days, no. I've just got that feeling in my stomach that keeps telling me he's in big trouble." Haley responded.

"Go find him then."Uncle Jim responded.

"Hmm?" Haley groaned.

"I said, quit sitting around with your thumb up your butt and go find him. You're a bright kid and a hell of a detective some times. You should get Amy and go find him." Uncle Jim replied.

Haley looked over at him, "Was that an Insult old man."

Uncle Jim smiled, "There you go. That's the Hoody Boy I know. Now quit sitting here whining and go find him."

Haley got up off the edge and reached into his pocket, he pulled out his goggles and put them on his forehead. He again reached in and pulled out the grappling hook that Amy had givin him earlier. Haley pulled down his goggles and fired the grappling hook. The crack of shot stabbed through the night and Haley swung off the building.

"I thought the little brat was always enthusiastic..." Batman answered.

Uncle Jim turned around and looked at the Dark Knight, "Least he tries to make good out of his life."

"Jim, the kid is too wreckless and haphazard to even be a help to this city. You're encouraging him to do this." Batman retorted.

"Haley is a good kid, he does what he thinks is right, regardless of what others think." Uncle Jim replied.

"And shooting his own mother is right?" Batman said sarcastically.

"Haley never had a proper family. To him, Me and his friends are his real family. His mother, my sister, was crossing the line in that court room and Haley did the only thing he believed would get the point across to her." Uncle Jim replied in Haley's defense.

"Jim, you either stop him or I will." Batman snapped and dissappeared like a specter into the night.