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.

Authors Note: Late because I'm lazy. Its Chronicle! I swear! Damn thine games and lack of motivation!

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc One, Part Three: Throwing yourself into it

Haley and Alice stood outside a Bar, the name Soglekins. Haley shook his head, he half wanted to shoot the manager for naming a bar, in the middle of Gotham City, Soglekins. Haley handed Alice a Colt 1911 and a clip. She gladly put the two together and pulled back the slide. Haley removed the Vesper from his pants pocket and thumbed back the hammer. The two stepped into the acrid environment, Haley's eyes watered.

"You have a clue as to what the guy looks like?" Alice whispered.

"Nope, but I know how to get his attention." Haley smiled.

He raised the gun to the ceiling and fired off a round. Every head in the bar turned around and stared at the loud noise which had either woken them up, or caused them a severe headache, or both.

"Hey, I'm looking for a guy, he chews a lot of Gum, comes here often. Likes to slice people up. Anyone seen him?" Haley asked.

A piece of gum whizzed past his head and embedded itself into the Moose head behind him, right between the eyes no less. Haley pointed the gun in the direction of the gum.

"Hello." A Guy with Black Hair and a mullet called.

"Hola, buenos noches Hombre." Haley retorted.

"Como estas Amigo?" The guy answered.

"Muy Bien." Haley smiled, "Just happy to not have to start tracing dead people to find you."

"Si, Very tough." The guy answered getting out of his seat.

Haley kept the gun pointed, "Why don't you put on these Silver Bracelets and we'll take you down to the Station. We'll make prank phone calls while we wait for your lawyer."

"No Amigo, I can not do that. You see, I like freedom, I didn't paddle my way from Mexico to Florida to simply just get arrested." The guy answered.

"Well, putting a piece of chewing gum between the eyes of countless people tends to piss off the people in these borders." Haley remarked, "Simply because you wanted too or whether they pissed you off is besides the point."

"And what is the point Amigo?" He asked.

Haley smiled, "You killed people, with Trident. An Admirable feat, I give you props, but its a little over the top wouldn't you say?"

"You seem to have killed as well with the way you're holding that gun of your's, I figure you to be a major player in a shooting competition." He smiled.

"Might say that. Now, mind telling me your name, because the Spaniard is taken and no one liked to be called a criminal all the time." Haley said cracking his neck.

"Sobrino, Sobrino Cortez, or as many call me, La Tridente." He said with a laugh.

"Haley Brown, Hoody Boy to the newspapers." Haley replied.

Sorbino nodded, "Si Si, I've read about you in the newspapers. I hear you're a wild one alright. Some consider you better than a national guard platoon."

"Might say that. No how about we take this outside. No need to go screwing up a bar for some petty fight." Haley answered.

"Si Amigo. I like the bar, the tender is a nice guy." Sobrino laughed walking out.

Haley and Alice followed him outside, they both kept their guns pointed.

James sighed heavily, "I bet, two to one, that the damn bus, is probably stopping to get a fill up. In which case it'll be an hour late. Or they got hijacked, no idea why. In any case this is boring, I lack a good brew to spend the time and this bench sucks for sitting." He watched a car run passed him and an idea sparked in his head.

A girl in a red convertable sports car drove down the street singing a pop song bobbing her head up and down while chatting on her cell phone.

"So like, anyway, Bobby didn't want to take me out to dinner last night and I was sooo mad at him. He was like 'I'm not doing this,' and I was like, 'Yeah whatever you're sooo doing this'".

A large flying object fly in front of the car and smashed in the windshield. She screamed and slammed on the breaks. After regaining her composure she stuck her head out of the window.

"Hey, get off my windshield. This is like, new car and I totaled one last week and a the week before that and Daddy said I wouldn't get a new one till next month so like get off, you're screwing with the paint."

James grumbled a bit and looked up, "Hey, you mind shutting your rich pie hole before I turn into a tunnel with the gun?" James said pointing the gun at her.

"That's so fake. my boy friend has a gun that's so real." She countered.

James' left eye twitched in anger, of all cars to jump in front of to stop, he picked the one with a chick who was so stupid she failed Elementary School because of her lack of interest because she was too busy powdering her nose. He pulled the trigger and blew the roof of the convertible off. She squealed loudly, ear bleeding loud. Jame shook his head and ripped off the small piece of cloth she probably considered a shirt and stuffed it in her mouth.

He rolled off the hood and brushed the glass off his shirt. He pulled the girl out by her hair and left her in the street with her top off. Backing up and taking out a stop sign James finally turned the car around and started northward.

"Amy?" James said talking into the Radio again.

"Yes? I got a hold of Haley by the way." Amy said.

James nodded, "That's good. Hey you mind telling Haley's Uncle that I'll return this stolen car as soon as I'm done driving it to Amusement Mile?"

"Yeah sure... wait what!" Amy cried out over the radio.

James switched off the frequency and shook his head, he'd had enough yelling for tonight.

The girl with out a shirt was whining and bitching into her phone endlessly, "DADDY! He stole my car! What am I supposed to do now! I've no way to get to this party at all!"

A Guy approached the whining female clad in a trench coat and a fedora, the last thing the Father of the girl heard was a creepy voice saying, "Es Bueno."

Haley lunged behind a box as a piece of trident sliced through the brick, "You mind giving me a piece, my breath kind of stinks."

"I would Amigo but I'm worried you might shoot me." Sobrino answered.

Haley rolled his eyes, "Eh, so much for my master plan." He called.

"You know Amigo, if this were different circumstances I might buy you a drink." Sobrino remarked.

"Well getting offed by Trident wasn't the way I was thinking of going out." Haley shouted, "So why'd you do it? You seemed like an alright guy."

"Well Amigo, every once in a while, I just have to kill someone. Sometimes its because I have too, other times its because I want to." Sobrino paused, " I never though Mercenaries were anything more then money loving pigs with no sense of honor. As for myself, I never thought anything wrong with until I wanted to kill him."

"So why'd you kill the two cops?" Haley asked moving his head so a piece of trident didn't slice his neck.

"Because Amigo, they had me pegged as some psycho with a problem. And they figured they'd solve it with bullets and bullshit."

Haley shrugged, "Well I guess we have our little problems. Why didn't you turn yourself in and explain?"

"I told you before Amigo, I like Freedom." Cortez repeated.

Haley had had enough, it had to be finished now before either him or Alice got nailed by a piece. He lifted his arm, or he thought he did anyway, it seemed awfully heavy. He looked down and let out a slew of curses. His arm pulsed with a stream of blood and lodged in was a piece of trident. For the first time he tasted a weird flavor in his mouth; Spearmint. He'd never tried it before, tasted good.

"Sorry Amigo but it's time for me to go." Sobrino called, "Hopefully you'll live so I might buy you that drink."

Haley started to get woozy, that Spearmint really packed a punch alright. Once the coast was clear, Alice who'd been hiding behind a dumpster as quite as a lamb peeked around and looked at Haley. His head sunk and she looked at his arm.

"Oh christ..." Alice whispered.

James pulled up to the only bar in Amusement Mile, the Soglekins. He shook his head, he's have to kill the Bartender and take it over come hell or high water.

"JAMES!"

James whipped his head to the origin of the nose. The last time a girl screamed out his name like that was just before a large and heavy object smacked him in the face, he remembered it to look distinctly like a frying pan. Alice raced over to him and yanked the collar of his shirt.

"James! We've got to get Haley a doctor. He's been hit!" Alice shouted.

James shook himself out of the day dream, "Wait, what?"

"HALEY! He's been hit with one of those damned Trident pieces!" ALice shouted.

"You got a camera?" James asked.

"What?" Alice said confused.

"Because I have to laugh at this later." James smiled.

The earth beneath them rumbled and churned. The pavement cracked and water leaked out of it like blood. Alice rose off the ground, her teeth grit in anger. James took a step back but it was way too late. Vines ripped through the cement and wrapped around James. Alice walked up to him and balled her fist. She sent a punch that shattered James' Jaw and broke some of his teeth. He passed out and hung limp and the vines threw him into the ground and left him laying there flat.

"Laughing now!" Alice shouted.

A groan caused her to lose concentration and the vines slipped back into the earth. Alice waved them away and made her way to Haley.

"Hang in there." Alice said lifting him up.

"Oh I'm fine, tired from blood lose but still fine. You mind reaching into my pocket for a bottle of water please?" Haley asked limping.

Alice reached down into the pouch and searched around, "Just think of it and you find it, trust me." Haley grunted.

Alice rolled her eyes and thought of a cold bottle of Dasani, long and behold she wrapped her fingers around a cold cylinder and pulled it out. She unscrewed the cap and handed it to Haley who gratefully chugged it. He shook his head and stared forward. The car James had arrived in was with out lack of a better word wrecked. A Stop sign had punctured the engine block like a spear, there were traces of a park bench in the bumper and a cinder block embedded in the passenger seat. Haley didn't ask, he knew James had tried to drive.

"Haley! Haley are you there! Respond if you're there." Amy shouted.

Alice lifted up the Hoody and found the radio, she pressed the button on the side, "Amy! I need an Ambulance here right away."

"Alice, is that you?" Amy replied.

"Yeah its me. Listen, Haley's been cut, I need an ambulance up here immediately." Alice ordered.

"Sure thing, anything else?"

Haley leaned over and looked at James sprawled out on the ground with a pool of blood underneath his head.

"A bottle of Whiskey would be nice." Haley said.

"And one bottle of Whiskey." Alice added.

Amy growled over the speaker, "If James there! Put him on, I need to yell at him."

Alice looked over at James, "He's out cold at the moment."

"What!"

"I punched him out and broke his jaw, I don't think he'll want to chat when he wakes up, now get on that Ambulance."

"Its on its way, along with me." Amy said, "Over and out."

"Should I even ask what James said that'd make you want to punch him that hard?" Haley asked.

"Nope." Alice answered taking a swig of water for herself.