Twenty Years Later…
Bruce Wayne stepped down the stairs talking to his accomplice Dick Grayson. "What do you mean Dick, I don't exactly understand what you are trying to say here" Bruce said smiling. Dick stopped him on the stairs and grabbed his shoulders. "Bruce, nobody can be a boy wonder forever… I want freedom; I want to be like you… I don't want to be the sidekick anymore, I don't want to be the backup, Bruce I want to become my own superhero… I am ready to fight crime on my own" he said and had both a serious appearance to his face and a joyful one. Bruce was a bit stunned with the sudden news, but then again he was getting old to be the sidekick, twenty seven is a good time to separate on his own. "I am not sure I agree but I understand, Will I still see you again Robin?" Dick smiled, "The name is Nightwing and trust me, you haven't seen the last of me" he said and with that he walked out of the mansion. Alfred and Barbara already knew and were waiting to say goodbye as he left as well. Not too long after he left Barbara approached Batman. "It's alright Bruce, I know he was like a brother but I guess his time has come, and besides I am sure we can fight crime as Batman and Batgirl for awhile" she said and smiled before she walked off, patting Bruce on the shoulder. Alfred smiled and approached Bruce with a tray of steaming tea. "Tea Master Bruce?" he asked.
Meanwhile at Arkham Asylum…
An insane Arnold Wesker sits in his cell rocking back and forth. "They had us in here for twenty years they did… They say we are insane…" he said and his eyes were wide with large black rings under them, looking like he hadn't slept in months. Wesker looked a great deal older than he had when he was put in this cell. The voice of Scarface rang out in his head telling him to kill. "Come on you dummy, this is what I've been telling you since we've gotten in here, they can't keep us in… We have to kill them" Wesker said to himself in the voice of Scarface. "I can't even if I wanted to… there is no way I could escape…" Wesker said to himself but this time in his shy timid old voice. With that a loud boom was heard and a few shots of a gun. Wesker looked at the door with a frightened face. "Don't lose your cool!" Scarface told him, "This just might be our only chance!" With that the door to the room full of cells was kicked down, much like it was twenty years ago when Wesker almost died of poison. This time however when the door fell there was a different clown than last time, a woman. She held a long pistol and wore a tight red and black suit. Her face was painted white with a red lipstick clown-like smile. On her head a hat could be seen, it appeared like a medieval entertainer's hat and the colors matched her outfit. "Hey Darling" she said as she approached Wesker's cell. Wesker's face grew into the way it always did when Scarface had taken over. "Hey toots, Get me outa' this cell will ya" he said. "Oh I'll think about it" she said and actually looked like she was in thought for a moment then she walked away and said "Naaaah!" Wesker's eyes looked angry. "Get over here or I'll gut you and everyone you love in your god damn sleep!" he shouted. Harley Quinn then turned around and smiled. "That's what I'm talking about, I'll let you out if you do me a favor" she said in a somewhat innocent voice. "And just what kind of favor might that be?" Wesker asked, still in Scarface mode. "Kill Batman" she said seriously. "He killed my sweetheart and he isn't going to live long enough to get away with that" she said angrily. "I like your attitude… while we kill Batman why not kill his little bird friend as well, and maybe that little girl that follows around with him, I really don't like having another girl involved with my plans so let's just let me handle her" she said smiling. "DEAL!" Scarface smiled. With that Harley Quinn used the pistol to shoot open the lock to the cell and she opened it, tossing him the wooden puppet of Scarface. Wesker put the dummy on his hands. Scarface began to laugh maniacally, "FREE AT LAST!"
TO BE CONTINUED