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.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc Three, Part Two: Preparations and a Man named Richards

Alice leaned back in her bed, a comic book laying on her chest. She rolled over and closed her eyes and was dimly aware of the book hitting the floor.

"Brown..." She murmured and dozed off.

It was dark, pitch black. Alice just sat there, illuminated without any light and standing out in the darkness like a sore thumb. She sat holding a picture of Haley in her hands. He was in a strangle hold from James who was mussing up his hair, Alice grabbing James by the neck and Amy trying to separate them. They were all smiling, a thing Alice rarely did anymore.

"Alice..."

She looked up from the picture and let it go. It dropped to the ground and broke. She got up and turned around. Her face twitched as her happiness erupted from her gut. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked at him.

"Haley... is i-it really... you?" She asked from between her sobs.

"Yep."

Alice burst out and sank to her knees, holding her face in her hands. She was broken, smashed into tiny emotional pieces, just by the sight of him.

"I-I wanted to follow you Haley... I-I wished... I wished I'd died too, so I could be with you, right by your side, till Kingdom Come." She said bawling.

Haley crossed his arms, "Pick yourself up will you?" He said looking at her, "You should quit being such an emotional wreck and just relax for a second."

She looked up at him, her eyes dripping tears, her bottom lip quivering. Haley shook his head and walked over to her. She immediately latched onto him and buried her head on his shoulder.

"I just miss you..." She whisper.

"Well I do have to admit, I'm amazed. You really are the reason I'm still here." He answered patting her on the back softly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Safe to say, you're love kept me bound here. I can't go to hell or heaven till I get my business finished."

"You meaning to say you're a ghost?" She asked.

"That's about the size of it, and if you call me Casper, I swear I'll haunt you to your grave." Haley said pointing at her.

She smiled and wiped her eyes, "Does anyone else know you're alive?"

"Just James, but he was smashed when I visited him so I don't think he really remembers any of it." Haley answered.

"Hehe... That sounds like him." Alice said rolling her eyes.

"So what's with the whole tough girl thing? You bucking up all the sudden, becoming Beatrix Badass." Haley asked.

"Well. I felt so lost without, you I tried to be you. I guess I tried too hard." She replied pulling back a wisp of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"Don't be like Me Alice, I told you. Being Me isn't that good, waking up is a difficult thing when you can see the faces of dead people when you open your eyes." Haley remarked.

"Oh... Haley don't you get it. You inspire those around, you bring out the best of everyone. You brought out the best of me, you showed me that having power... powers like mine, should be kept in check, never used for any ill purpose like money, or fame or anything along those lines." Alice answered.

"I suppose." Haley smile, "Hehe, now that you mention it, James' attitude improved since the last time I'd met him. But we need to skip the talk, I need some help."

"Anything."

"Listen, I want you spread the word. You're the Harbinger of this endeavor. I want them to whisper my name in the alleys and clubs where the scum of Gotham are. The more they talk of me the easier it'll be to come back. Just keep remembering me Alice, it's your love keeping me here and as long as that's around, I'll be as well." Haley answered.

"And where will you be so I can find you?" She asked.

"Everywhere..." Haley's voice trailed off and he faded.

Alice looked around, "Dammit."

Haley stepped into probably the darkest place he'd ever seen. One street lamp was on and a man was hunched over stabbing a knife into something. Haley walked over to the light and the dude.

"Um... hi." Haley said looking at him.

"Do you know Richards?" He asked.

Haley raised an eyebrow, "Richards?"

"Do you know... Richards?" He asked louder.

"Um... Richards... can't say I do." Haley said looking around.

"You know Richards... you smell of Richards..." He asked.

"Uh, Keith Richards? Richard Simmons? Uh... um..." Haley kept trying to roll that over in his head.

"NO! Richards! Damn you Richards!" He cursed aloud holding up a bloody knife.

"Might I ask who the hell you are?" Haley asked.

"Doom... Doctor Doom. I hate Richards..."

"Doctor Doom? Are you flippin' kidding me, Doctor Doom, that's the best name you could come up with? And as for Richards... I think you just hate dicks man..."

"DIE RICHARDS!" He shouted and ran at Haley.

"Time to go!" Haley said and phased out.

Haley stepped out and looked back at the world. He stood there for a second, pausing then shook his head. He sat down and looked at the giant spinning blue ball called Earth.

Bruce Wayne rubbed his rib and pulled back the seats to his bed. He crawled in and pulled the covers over his shoulder and closed his eyes.

"Evening Dracula... no coffin?"

Bruce turned around, his eyes widened, "Brown?"

"Yeah." Haley said crossing his eyes.

"How the hell did you get here?"

"I'm dead, I can basically just go where I want, when I want. I don't even need food, water or sleep." Haley remarked.

"WHY! Are you in my head." He asked angrily.

"Dude, just chill out. I want to get a little information." Haley said trying to calming the enraged Wayne down.

"You've invaded my mind! Get out!"

"Yo! I just want some Information! You tell me, I'm gone, and I'll tell every spirit that I see that is death to go in your head." Haley replied.

"Alright... after this... you... are... gone." He said speaking one word at a time.

Haley nodded, "I need names. The names of people who know Magic, the good kind, Dark Magic isn't going to help me here. I need a list with those names on it."

"Haley, its a breech of Security to just up and hand you the names of people's Secret Identity." Batman said looking at him.

"Bats listen, I need to come back. I've got unfinished business." Haley said looking at him.

"Haley, you should let us handle it."

"Batman... this goes back too far. This is a lot more personal. You know what personal is alright. I need to do this. I need those names."

"How do I know you're not someone impersonating them."

"Who the hell knows that I call you Dracula and I think Robin should reassess his foot wear?" Haley reminded.

"Damn. Good Point." Batman said looking at the ground.

He reached over into the darkness and pulled out a long sheet of paper, "The best choices are on the top of the list."

"Right. Alright, take care." Haley answered.

"Wait!" Batman shouted, "Why do you kill people?"

"Because I know that the monsters I fight, will never rest unless they're dead. And I am not going to look over my shoulder every day." Haley answered and faded off.

Haley looked down at the list, right on the top were two people Haley'd heard of.

"Miss Zatara?" Haley said walking onto a stage.

"Who the... how'd you get in here? Wait a second... you're a Ghost."

"Yeah pretty much." Haley answered.

"Who are you? You look Familiar."

"Haley Brown."

"You. You're Haley Brown? The kid that took down Batman?"

"Uh yeah actually."

"Whoa. I read about how you died, and since you're a ghost, how come you're still around?"

"Well, oddly enough, I've got unfinished business."

"Really now. What would you need with me?" She asked crossing her arms.

"Well Babe, I talked with Bats and he told me to see you." Haley answered, "I'm looking for a revival. Someone who knows exactly what they're doing."

Zatanna looked around the theater, "Are you kidding? You have any clue how illegal this is in the Magical world?"

"Uh last I checked it was bad but I already had Captain Marvel turn me down to assist. And I don't know a lot of people on this list who really know me, and I don't really know them so it's kinda Awkward." Haley remarked, "But I've been told I shouldn't go invading people's minds, so far I've broken that about 12 or 13 times."

"Jeez..." She said looking at him, "Listen, before I do anything, I want to know exactly why you want to come back."

Haley crossed his arms and nodded. He proceeded to tell her the facts, everything he'd heard, and knew about. From his Mom to the shooting to beyond to what he had in store to the reasons behind it. Zatanna shook her head.

"That's horrible." She said looking at him.

"I know I'm asking you to do something bad, but I've got everything set, I just need someone to be a nice person and help me." Haley answered looking up.

"Give me a day, I'll need to prep and get ready to go to Gotham. Who will be meeting me at the Station?"

"James Sims and A Blonde Girl named Alice." Haley replied, "Thanks a bunch, I have to go." He said patting her on the shoulder.

He faded off into the Darkness of the theater leaving her standing there. She ran her hand through her black hair and sighed.

"Damn he's smooth..." She said and walked off Stage.

A/N: All in all, I've no idea how this made coherent sense. I've a feeling it does... somewhere. Shrugs