Batman Beyond: Two-Face II

Chapter 20: Half an Evil

By ShadowHawk

Disclaimer: We don't own the characters used.

A/N: sorry for talking so long folks, I had to deal with writer's block, any ways enjoy the fic.

Leaning against the hood of the latest update to the Batmobile Terry stared into the cold eyes of his employer, his predecessor, and neither one speaking just sitting in the silence looking onto one another.

With a loud frustrated sigh he removed his thumbnail from between his teeth, "This has gone on long enough! There must be someway somehow that I can beat him."

"But," Bruce began ever sensing the underlining distress in his successor's voice, "You have to go through his men just to get to him. Even then things will be difficult."

"You know, right now I could use some helpful advise." Terry stated flatly, "You faced the original Two-Face before, he had his weaknesses, maybe they are the same for this one."

"The coin." Bruce stated, "Any major decision he makes he will consult his coin. Good or bad, yes or no, he will obey the decision of fate based on his coin and his coin alone."

Nodding his head Terry mentally stored the information into his mind with all of the other research he had done on this particular case. It was safely tucked away into his mind along side the small tidbit that it is nearly impossible to house two personalities, if they aren't constantly interchanging then one would dominate while the other faded away to a mere memory.

Just as he opened his mouth to share his knowledge with his employer/mentor the large computer behind Bruce flashed and the voice of a police officer striving to remain calm filled the stagnate air of the cave.

"We're under fire!" The harsh feminine voice barked as havoc wreaked somewhere around her in the background. "No, it's a gas! They have the commissioner! Be out on the lookout for a motorcyclist on a red bike, no license plate number, driving through the pile up on Castle Street! I repeat they have the commissioner!"

The moments it took for Terry to don the guise of Batman and await the automatic-piloting system of the Bat mobile to reach his current destination felt like an eternity. All he knew was that one moment he was making his way to the metro then the next Bruce's aged voice was speaking with him in monotone urgency quickly filling him in on the attack on their new mayor and the kidnapping of the Commissioner.

Speeding down the chaotic street of cars smashed into one another, and the fiery wrath of the fleeing Two Timin' gang upon their pursuers, Batman felt relief overcome him, he wasn't entirely too late to bring a stop to Two-Face's latest plot of madness...whatever that may be.

He spied the silver car driving calmly away from the scene of the crime. He would have thought nothing of it had it not been for the twin bodies in the front and passenger seats. Using one of the Batmobile's helpful features the car's frame became transparent on the monitor revealing a pair of twins he had not seen before walking with the Two Timers and laying in the backseat completely unconscious was Barbara Gordon.

"Wayne, I see her." Batman's deep voice alerted as he pushed the gas forcing the Batmobile to move faster, moving closer to the fleeing car. "I think a pair of albinos got her."

"Albinos? Do you see Two-Face?" Bruce questioned over the communicator.

Scanning the streets before him he reported the negative. "No, but I'm sure these two will lead us to them."

Moving on his eyes fell upon the sight of Two-Face II's left and right hand man and woman paused before a wreckage of what seemed to be a power bike crushed into the side of and a damaged cop car. With no time to stop to deal with a pair of Two-Face's favorite stooges personally his black gloved fingers compressed a small button on the side of the control panel just as his targets were locked.

Buttons McBoomBoom and the Harley Quinn predecessor barely had a moment to realize who and what was quickly driving past when a projectile flew from the side of the speeding Batmobile straight towards them.

With a loud boom the unknown projectile exploded shedding it's casing to let loose the flying wire mesh net and bolas just seconds before it crashed down on the two, knocking them down onto the pavement.

"A net?" Buttons questioned his large hand slipping to the kneepad of the injured jester still held securely in his arms.

"How vintage." Harl sighed watching Buttons as he removed a razor edged playing card from her person. "Well, onto phase two?" Harl questioned.

"Onto phase two." Cutting the netting away from them with various wide swipes of the card Buttons nodded before pressing his calloused finger to the communicator settled on the collar of his purple jacket, "Hey, tell the boss the bat's out of the cave. Everyone else return to the hideout as planned."

The scared fingers of Two-Face II's hand tapped impatiently against the wheel of his car. He couldn't wait to see Batman, he couldn't wait to fight him, hurt and maim before finally killing the nocturnal nightmare with slow twisted torture.

Not to mention he could feel his other half, the weakling Jeffery, stir deep in his subconscious. It was like nausea moving in an unsettling fashion in the pit of his stomach, making it somewhat difficult to keep his focus on the job at hand. He had been at it ever since they got report on the successful kidnapping of Barbara Gordan, their precious 'aunt'. He knew what would happen, the little punk would fight him, nagging him constantly about 'Aunt Barb' and their 'family' and how what he was doing was 'wrong'. The nausea would turn into dizziness and sometimes vomiting, then the headaches would come rendering him incapacitated for some hours.

"Listen here, Dent." Two-Face II growled lowly in his throat to the open air before him. "I don't have time to second guess anything because of one of your prissy lectures right now so I suggest you cease this posthaste."

To his relief the queasiness diminished just as the silver car towing his captive squealed to a stop right beside him. The pale twin brothers dressed in white glanced towards him waiting for his nod before speeding away heading back towards the hideout as was planned.

Meanwhile Batman drove skillfully dodging around the common Gotham city traffic keeping his main sights on the target car losing it for only a few seconds as it turned a sharp corner.

Coming about the same turn his white covered eyes shot open in shock upon seeing the car driving off from behind the all too familiar stolen G6155 Interceptor.

He had barely a moment to come up with the knowledge that to get Gordan he would have to get around Two-Face himself and the very car that rivaled the Batmobile; when from the front of the car when a missile shot out towards him.

Shouting Batman quickly steered the Batmobile from out of the line of fire just for the missile to shoot across his left hitting the billboard behind him turning it into a fiery explosion of rapidly burning debris.

Two-Face laughed like a mad man as he gave chase, a demented gleam of a twisted sort of satisfaction flickered in his left eye. "Okay, Bats, let's see if your new car can hold up to mine, you pointy eared freak!" He yelled pressing his thumbs down upon a button on the steering wheel.
Batman visibly flinched upon hearing the sound of multiple charges firing upon and landing on the back tail of the Batmobile's fins. It took him only a moment to realize that he was being fired upon by one of the many weapons of the Interceptor's weapon system, "A machine gun, missiles." He grumbled. If he remembered right it front weapons, both offensive and defensive so it made escape and capture all the more difficult to do. "Why can't it ever be easy?" He wondered aloud maneuvering the Batmobile from side to side to avoid the many oncoming fire.

What more did it have, there was another weapon or two that he knew he had to be wary of. But before his mind had the chance to dwell on the subject long the loud wail of sirens accompanied by the ever-annoying flicker of red and blue alerted both drivers of the police's arrival.

Frowning behind his cowl Batman hissed a curse towards the pursuing police closing quickly in on the back of Two-Face and his well armed and equally armored car. As he remembered the car was well equipped in the front, but something the six police cars were forgetting was that it was just as well equipped in the back.

In the Interceptor Two-Face's hideous grin grew into a smile stretching out so that it rivaled even that of the Joker's. "So you want to play too? Great, now I have more to test my car on, more to kill!"

Reaching to the dash just before the stick he pressed down upon the black button.

From behind the cops could only stare in wonder as a black substance spilled from beneath the back of the car. They thought nothing of it…until the first car hit the trailing black puddle. The once tailing car suddenly jerked from side to side as the driver lost control before finally the foolish driver panicked slamming on the breaks (which is something everyone knows you must not do) sending his car spinning out of control.

From the review mirror Two-Face watched laughing all the while when the car spun out to the side hitting the side rail before flipping over in a fiery inferno.

Watching the horrific scene of the cars trying to avoid the same fate as the first, Batman felt somewhat sorry for the police officers but he had no time to worry about them, they were the ones willing to risk life and limb for the cesspool called Gotham. Besides he had to get to Gordan before he lost the trace on the white car that he had last seen her in. Hoping that Two-Face wasn't one to divide his attention so well he made a sharp turn.

The sudden disappearance of Batman tore Two-Face's eyes back to the road ahead. "Oh no you don't!" He growled, "Fire missile two!"

The missile shot from the car just as the first had, but instead of going straight ahead it turned following it's locked target of the Batmobile.

The shrill squeal of the second cop car hitting the last of the oil slick and spinning out of control reminded him that he still had the insects of police on his backside. The second car continued to spin moving into the path of the third taking both out at once.

"Ha! I love killing two birds with one stone." Two-Face laughed to himself watching the remaining three cars move in closer and closer. He felt sorry for the fools if they actually thought they were really gaining up on him, they were fools if they didn't realize he was setting him up. Reaching forwards to panel of buttons he spoke, "Oil slick, smoke screen…oh about a little fire?" Pressing the bright yellow button he watched as a jet of flame shot backwards at them instantly surprising the pursuers before putting the hood of the closest on fire.

The car went out of control moments before the driver leap out to safety just as the engine blew.
Taking advantage of the small lead he had gained Two-Face laughed pulling on the break, sending the car into an 180 degree turn pressing on the trigger of the rail guns. The poor fools didn't even know what was coming before they were killed instantly.

In the parking lot of the large upscale apartments, where one Two-Face kept as his favorite head quarters Batman silently came onto the scene to his fortune not too late.

"Here." Sigmund stated impatiently shoving the limp body of Barbara into the Dee-Dee's waiting arms. Batman watched as the twin red heads scowled at the Doppelganger Bros. before sticking out their small pink tongues at the pair for their obvious disrespect.

"Just get out of here before Batman notices your ride!" Deidre hissed as she and her twin grabbed the woman by her arms and feet to drag her towards the mysterious door.

"Too late." Batman's deep voice remarked just seconds before he leapt from the darkness split kicking the ghostly brothers, knocking one into the building's wall and sending the other flying roughly into the near dumpster rendering them both momentarily stunned.

When he turned his sights to the twins collectively named Dee-Dee the pair quickly and carelessly dropped their burden preparing to fight the legendary dark knight.

"Ready Sis?" Delia questioned bringing up her hands ready for the attack.
Diedre nodded, "Ready."

Before the girls had a chance to attack Batman flew towards them. Grabbing Delia first he flipped her roughly over his head sending her crashing painfully on the car's hood. Soon followed by her twin.

With his enemies out of the way he went on about this rescue. "Commissioner," He spoke with relief taking her by the arm, helping her to stand.

Hissing loudly Barbara jerked her arm from his grasp holding it protectively to her body. He watched as she held out her other hand while striving to pull herself onto her feet all the while keeping her arm tucked caringly to her chest, it must have been hurting her meaning they must have injured her during the kidnapping. "Commissioner Gordan, are you okay?" He asked taking her hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just a few bumps and bruises." When their hands met Batman screamed in agony as painful currents of electricity shot through his hand and into the rest of his body. "But I can't say the same for you." She laughed as his body went limp on the ground.

Rubbing their bruised backsides Dee-Dee approached the woman standing over the prone figure of Batman. "Could you come up with anything cornier?" Delia questioned snidely, none too pleased about being flipped into the hood of the car.

Removing the large electric joy-buzzer from her finger she tossed it into the pocket of her long jacket. "Like ya could have done betta." Barbara scoffed in a voice that was not hers. Bringing her fingers to her wrist she deactivated the hologram, allowing Barbara's face to vanish and Harley Jest's to be reviled. "Alright, you two drag the old bitty to the room. Boys, will ya get off the ground and take Batsy boy to the lab like Deucie wants? We've got our butts kicked by him worse then you two so stop acting like pansies."

To be continued…