The rest of the drive was filled with awkward silence between Ben and Harley as far as the Batman witnessed through a pair of telescoping binoculars. His face was in a scowl, having witnessed the kiss. He could tell by the reaction Harley made that it wasn't intentionally meant for the lips. He was taking no chances with Harley interacting with Ben, due to the tremendous threat that the Omnitrix possessed. He put the former psychiatrist through thorough conditions, making absolutely certain that she was serious with her proclamation.

However, he begun to suspect Harley for different reasons now. The way she acted around the young boy, the way she treated him, the fact she was serious of following whatever condition he tells her. She was going against her known behavior. She was starting to show an obsession towards the boy. An unhealthy one in the Dark Knight's eyes.

"Master Bruce, I've heard of some unsettling news." Alfred said through a communicator imbedded inside the vigilante's cowl. "It appears there are reports that an old 'acquaintance' of yours has returned to Gotham."

His body became tense immediately upon hearing that name. Arguably this man alone is one of the most threatening adversaries, and also of the most dangerous. The one who almost forced him to retire for life.

The man who broke the Bat has returned to Gotham.

Big League Troubles Part 1

The switch was flipped on, allowing Kevin to see who got the jump on him after he changed into his pajamas. After being caught, he was lectured in the darkness, unable to make out who the lecturer was.

"Now, let's repeat what we've learned today." Batgirl said calmly. She spent a good amount of time of her lecture telling the boy to not jump to conclusions, and to not offend a lady through her age.

"I was wrong! So very wrong!" Kevin responded as he swung from side to side, upside down with his arms flailing. "You're not a saleswoman! Or old!"

The older redhead smiled in satisfaction before gently letting the boy down to the ground, not wanting to have him fall on his head.

"Glad we're on the same page now." Batgirl said with a soft smile. "Anyway, before our… little misunderstanding, I'd wanted to talk to you and your friends."

"They're not my friends." Kevin said as he laid on the ground. "Especially with Tennyson."

The masked heroine nodded before she closed her eyes.

"So, Kevin, how long have you been in Gotham?" she asked.

"About three weeks." the half-Osmosian answered as he moved to attempt removing the cord that held him upside down just a moment ago.

The redhead nodded once again before frowning.

"I see. Well, the thing is, I got word from Batman to keep an eye on you and the others. Mainly because of the fact you're interacting with two career criminals." she explained. "However, hearing who they were made me really worried."

"Oh, you mean Harley and Ivy." Kevin said in realization. "Well, thing is, from what I've seen, Harley has been focusing on Ben like a mom would. Ivy hasn't really showed as much concern, especially once learning that he'll be just fine."

"I heard that Quinn was quite serious on helping out Ben." the vigilante recalled. "But she and Ben aren't related, correct?"

"Yeah, he and I come from different realities, believe it or not." Kevin confirmed casually.

"Alright, got so many questions now about that alone. Anyway, going back to Harley and Ivy, have they been doing anything suspicious?" Batgirl questioned next.

"Well, Ivy has been spent the last two weeks looking at some Swampfire sap for the most part." Kevin pointed out. "That or she goes to wherever Bats takes her to."

"Okay, I'm a little worried about that sap thing, does Batman know of that?" the redhead pressed with a hint of worriment.

"Yeah, he knows. He's actually the one who gave her the sap in the first place." Kevin said before finally getting free of the cord.

"I see." Batgirl said with a frown. "Well, that's about it. If Batman actually has gotten a grasp on things here, I guess I can breathe a little easier. We'll come back if we ever need your help."

"Okay, just next time, please don't hang me upside down." the half Osmosian requested.

"No promises with Batman, but I'll keep that in mind." the vigilante said with a warm smile as she went to the nearby window to leave. "Night, Kevin."

"Uh, same to you." the boy said as he watched the redhead pull out a grappling hook and firing it before vanishing from sight.

Once alone, he sighed before looking at his fingertips, which were covered in a black rubber like material.

"What the hell?" he said out loud as he pulled off the rubber, taking a moment to note it was similar to the cord that was wrapped around his legs. His eyes then widened as he recalled what Linker said he could do.

"So he was telling the truth!" he said before he began to laugh in glee.

Katherine sighed as she took a seat at the bar of a small diner. The interior was rustic and similar to what one would envision for a roadside diner from the late 1950's. Despite the outdated style, the place was in good condition, the tiles clean and the seats and tables devoid of any damage.

"Oh, hey Kitty." a waitress of her late twenties said with a warm smile. She was quite an attractive woman, with vibrant red hair and deep blue eyes. The most noticeable thing about her is her chest, which was considerably above average in size, easily able to make men turn their heads at the sight of them. Her outfit was of an orange waitress uniform that was in the same style as the diner itself,

"Hey Izzy. How's things going for you?" Katherine responded with a smile of her own.

"Same old, same old." Isabella Torquemada replied with a shrug. "Business in back's been picking up though."

"When can I take the stage?" the half-Asian asked.

"You're still a minor, Kitty." the redhead said curtly. "Still, where's that little minx who usually is with you?"

"On clean up duty again." Katherine simply said with a sigh.

"Ah, I see, so she's busy. So, how did this guy go?" Isabella asked.

"Bullet through the brain. Shot himself after I grabbed his nuts hard."

"I see." the redhead said with a frown.

"Yeah, he was scum of the Earth like the others. Child prostitutes and all that." the raven haired teen dismissed with a sigh. "Anyway, can I have the usual?"

"Sure thing." the waitress confirmed before turning her attention towards a window that allowed the cook to deliver the ordered meals without leaving the kitchen. "Wes, get me a patty melt on rye. Kitty's here."

"Still, I think you should really consider going back to school, Kitty. The world isn't suited for a dropout like you." Isabella continued. "It's pretty difficult these days just being a high school graduate. Hell, even a good amount of college grads aren't having much luck either."

"I know, Mom." Katherine droned in annoyance.

"Seriously, Katherine. This path will only take you so far in life. And what you're doing is illegal. Hell, if Pixie isn't able do all that, you would've been in prison for murder by now." Isabella said firmly. "And let's not forget that what you're doing is dangerous as fuck!"

"Says the retired hitman who trained me. Pix has been quite a help for these past two years." Katherine said with a smile. "I swear, you would think she could be stronger than Superman with what she can do."

"Kitty, please, just shut up for now." the redhead pleaded. "I've had a long day, and don't want to deal with any more bullshit tonight if I can help it."

"Wanna screw me in the alleyway after work then?" Kitty asked with a mischievous smirk on her face.

"MEIN GOTT KATHERINE!" Isabella screamed in German as she blushed furiously as her friend broke out into laughter.

"So, you live with us now?" Ben asked in curiosity as he and the blonde were standing outside the door to the former brunet's apartment.

"Yeah, and Red's going to be across the hall." the jester stated with a small smile, still feeling awkward around the boy.

Ben nodded and reached for the doorknob, turning it and frowning when he discovered that it was unlocked. Before opening the door, he looked over towards the Joker's ex to say something.

"Uh, let's keep what happened in the car between us, okay?" he asked.

Harley blushed slightly but nodded fervently in agreement.

The pair entered their apartment, only to find Kevin waving at them, his arms covered in a layer of concrete from the patio.

"Hey guys, look what I figured out to do." the raven haired boy declared with a smug look.

The pair gawked at the sight before them and looked at each other.

Kevin began to explain what happened to him, of course omitting the part he became a living piñata. Harley however picked up on that, and pressed him, acting cute in the process. Ben eventually got the older boy to accidentally confessing that by attacking his pride via slight mocking. The result was Ben and Harley breaking out into uncontrollable laughter as a now flustered Kevin held the former in a headlock.

This continued for a bit before Harley calmed down to speak up.

"So boys, where's my room?" she asked.

"Your what?" Kevin asked, stopping while releasing Ben from his clutches.

"Did you get the memo?" Ben asked. "Harley's our roommate."

"Okay… we have three bedrooms, and I'm sure as hell not sharing with either of you." Kevin deadpanned.

"I'll bunk with Ben then." Harley announced without hesitation.

Ben blushed immediately upon recalling the kiss they had earlier, which didn't go unnoticed by Kevin.

"Well, color me impressed Ben, to think you had that kind of luck." he said before ruffling the boy's hair. "Maybe you don't need that porn now."

Harley raised an eyebrow as Ben's normally chalk white cheeks became beet red.

"Like you're one to talk!" the Omnitrix wielder retorted. "I bet you got a lot while I was away!"

Kevin only laughed more before draping his arm over his shoulder.

"I know when I'm beat, Ben." he said casually. "You're getting laid before me."

This caused Ben's face to turn so red that the white skin that was not his face looked even paler than usual while Harley blushed hard enough that the redness was starting to come through the makeup. Kevin only smirked when he realized he now had actual ammunition to tease with.

Patting Ben's back in a friendly manner, Kevin walked off towards his room.

"I'm calling it a night. Don't make too much noise now." he said, leaving the pair floored at what he implied.

Once alone, the pair remained in complete silence, looking at one another before Ben spoke up.

"So, uh, just so you know, we don't have any extra beds, aside from Linker's." he said, feeling awkward around the jester once again.

"I figured as much." Harley replied.

Ani sighed as she sat behind a water tower of an apartment complex, sighing as she watched Ben and Harley talk amongst themselves inside their apartment.

"What is Master thinking? She muttered to herself. "To coax this Ben to break the law here by not only hooking up with Harley at a young age, but to have a harem as well?! Batman, no, just about every hero in this world is not going to let that slide. And who cares if that's a damn spoiler! Everybody is expecting it to happen after all…" the ageless witch sighed. "Why must this Ben become evil so that the one in Gainos can become a hero instead? Maintain the status quo? Fuck that shit. Why can't both be heroes?"

She was told to just watch, but Paradox never once mentioned to not interfere. An idea formed in her head, causing a smile to form.

"Yeah, let's mess with the Status Quo." she said decisively.

The criminal underworld was in an uproar at the latest developments that transpired throughout the two weeks Ben was in the hospital.

Killer Croc was found critically injured and a message was etched into his broad back when found by police.

"Obey us or suffer. "

Word of the Falcones getting decimated by an unknown party on their own turf put the crime family into a corner, and others stood by to watch, cautious of what would happen if they made a move.

Seeing an opportunity, Black Mask attempted to make a move, only to suffer heavy casualties himself. The damages were enough that the man himself had little choice but to flee Gotham to cut his losses. However, before he fled, he left a message to his rivals, allies, and foes alike.

"The threat is real."

Survivors spoke of only a duo, a man of crystal and a girl who could change shape and wield a myriad of powers on top of wielding a sword. They quickly made their presence more and more prominent, by boldly going after the strongest crime syndicates and surprisingly crippling them into submission. The pair attacked with precision and swiftness, although it was reported the girl had a tendency of attacking unprovoked.

The Batman himself was perplexed by this mystery. At first, it looked like a power struggle amongst criminals, but the possibility of an Omnitrix being used, and the fact Bane hasn't made a move, really had his attention. It also gave credence to the possibility of only two people being able to cause such a result. However, he was troubled by something.

Why?

The motive was elusive to the Dark Knight. They were not insane, obsessed with something that makes them predictable. Also, the level of precision was only possible by being well informed. Was Bane conspiring with them? Bane's intellect supporting them would easily answer many questions, but the vigilante didn't want to jump to conclusions. Regardless, the two of them knew what they were doing. Were they actually trying to take over the city? And why did they attack Ben, Linker, and Kevin?

Sitting in a chair in the Batcave, Batman sat in silence, trying to figure out the mystery. He pulled back the cowl, revealing the face of Bruce Wayne underneath.

"Master Bruce, it's quite late, I implore that you get some rest, as you have that meeting for Wayne Industries to attend to at eight." Alfred said as he approached the man, reminding him of what he had scheduled for the morning.

"Thanks Alfred." Bruce said gratefully, turning his head to look at his butler in the eyes. "I should turn in. Bruce Wayne can't get away with the excuse he was partying all night. Especially with this meeting. But before I do, I have a question. "

"What is it, sir?" the butler asked.

Bruce reached to the keyboard of the computer in front of him before pulling up an short video of Harley kissing Ben, and their reactions.

"What should I do with these two?" he asked. "I know I should apprehend Harley should she commit pedophilia, but Ben has proven to be a positive influence for her. I tested her resolve by putting her under more conditions then necessary, and she is following every one of them at all times."

"Perhaps she is… falling for him." Alfred said, pausing in hesitation for a moment. "While it is quite uncomfortable to even consider, she has displayed similar behavior towards the Joker. And by definition, the crime of pedophilia is having sex with a minor that isn't of consenting age. Perhaps you need to inform Ms. Quinzel and the lad of this before it's too late."

"I've noticed." Bruce said while frowning. "I'll talk with them as soon as I can, so that they know the thin line they're on, especially if Harley truly is infatuated with Ben. He isn't of consenting age after all."

"Anything else, sir?" Alfred asked.

"No, that is all. Thank you Alfred." With that, Bruce got up and removed the cape, gloves and belt so he could go get changed.

Morning came, and Ben awoke to someone clearing their throat. Groggily, he opened his eyes, only to see Ivy standing at the side of the bed with her arms crossed. Ben blinked before seeing the redhead pointing downwards. Ben looked in the same direction, noticing Harley snoring blissfully as she slept, still in her costume, but with the hood down and makeup removed. What made things awkward was the fact that she was clutching to Ben like he was a stuffed animal. The boy gulped when he felt Ivy's piercing glare directed straight to him.

"Help me!" was mouthed by the pleading Omnitrix wielder towards the villainess, who simply shook her head in refusal. Groaning, Ben slowly moved to activate the Omnitrix, and pressing down on it. In a flash of light, he was replaced by Upchuck. The Perk Gourmand only groaned when Harley tightened her hold on the alien. He squirmed and flailed, trying to get free, but the blonde refused to let go.

Upchuck was about to press the Omnitrix again to change, but he stopped when he felt himself be lifted from the bed as Harley sat up. The Perk Gourmand simply blinked as he slid down slightly, finding himself sitting down on the jester's lap while being held prisoner.

"Morning Red." Harley said, still half asleep and unaware of what she held.

"Morning Harls. Same to you Ben." Ivy responded calmly, causing the blonde to blink in confusion. She looked down to see Upchuck looking up at her.

"Uh, morning." the Perk Gourmand greeted with a hint of nervousness present.

Harley simply smiled and hugged the transformed Ben.

"Never knew you're so cuddly as this guy." she commented while embracing him harder.

The alien responded with his cheeks puffing out before letting out a loud, reverberating belch, causing both women to stare at him with wide eyes, stunned at how powerful the burp was.

"Sorry,… I really tried to keep that down." Upchuck apologized just as he saw Kevin peer in from the hallway, looking at him with a smirk, impressed with the belch.

"Nice." the raven haired boy mouthed to the transformed Ben, causing him to frown in response.

Harley released her grip on the Perk Gourmand as he jumped off and transformed back to normal. He then turned around to face both women.

"So, what are you doing here Ivy?" Ben asked, trying to shift attention away from what he just did.

"Better see the news." the redhead said with a frown.

The boy nodded and went out to the living area to see a wall mounted television on just as Kevin plopped down onto a black leather couch in front of it. Obviously they gotten some more furniture during the stay in the hospital, courtesy of Bruce Wayne. Only he could give away such luxurious things. Making a quick mental note to thank the man the next time they met, Ben took a seat at the opposite end of Kevin and looked at the screen.

"Earlier, a series of most unusual crimes took place. Police have been assaulted by an unusual minor, described to be some kind of Metahuman that looks to be no older than eleven or twelve years of age at the oldest. Within the past two hours, officers were reporting that they were literally falling sideways before falling into Gotham Harbor. Even more surprising was that the young girl actually came into our very studio to give a message."

Footage then turned over to see the face of a young girl with purple and pink hair smiling happily.

"Good morning Gotham. Sorry for messing with Gotham's finest, but I really needed to get every superhero's attention that I can attact, particularly the Jeager Joker as this message is for him. Keep Harley Quinn safe and get all the help you can get. Tetrax and Kai are only the beginning." the girl said in a casual, carefree manner before narrowing her eyes as her smile became a frown. "I am taking a huge risk by revealing myself like this, but I am taking my chances that you're watching this. Jeager, as well as anyone willing to ally with him." her hand then held up a Joker card as her cheerful face returned. "And watch out for this guy as well. He wants you and Harley dead after seeing that kiss."

The blood from Harley and Ben's faces drained away, both of them mortified by what they heard.

"You already passed second base with her, Benji? Nice." Kevin said in amazement.

"You two kissed?" Ivy said in a threatening tone. "You both have a lot of explaining to do. And not just to me."

" Aww, man…" the pair said in unison before they slumped their heads.

Ani sighed as she sat on the roof of a water tower, looking onto the morning scenery.

"Sorry, but I disobeyed and rolled the dice. There is nothing you can really do about it." she said solemnly without looking behind her back.

"You already have covered three of the main events that will determine Ben's future." Paradox said from behind the Time Soldier. "Why must you try to prevent Ben from becoming evil? You are aware that there's an balance to be upheld amongst this Omniverse. It pains me to have this happen, but some things must happen or else things fall apart. Eon has already influenced the effects of multiple realities connecting together, and I am not allowed to interfere with this world at all. In fact, you just made things worse."

"I know, but I don't care. I am not going back on my decision now. I am fine with whatever punishment you and the others have for me." the witch said with conviction.

"Very well. You are solely responsible for everything that happens within this world now. If you manage to prove the Laws of Karma wrong, I will be impressed. You have already broken about five trillion of them already with your actions alone. "

Ani couldn't help but smile a bit. "And that means my sister started a Rath Off, didn't she?"

"Indeed. Anyway, I must take off. I wish you the best of luck." Paradox said before walking off. "And I honestly do hope you prove me wrong with this."

The witch turned her head around just as the sounds of footsteps stopped abruptly. With a smile, she laid back and looked at the morning sky.

"Thank you for trusting me, Master." she said gratefully.

"Well, isn't this quite the unexpected development." Tetrax said in amusement as he tapped his chin while holding it, intrigued by what he saw. The Petrosapien was in a rundown apartment that was still in use. The alien saw Ani's message on the television and couldn't help but smirk at it. Here he was, trying to make himself known amongst criminals worldwide, only for some unfamiliar girl saying his name in public, effectively helping him out.

"Well, looks like this calls for a change of approach." Kai muttered, sitting in a chair while polishing her sword's blade.

"Indeed. With this, we are definitely on Batman's radar for certain. As well as probably everyone else who is connected to him." Tetrax said before looking over his shoulder. "Any ideas?"

"Let's see, up until now you only have been keeping to the shadows, yet causing all sorts of chaos. That allowed me to arrive in without any difficulty." a third voice responded. "I know Batman is aware of my presence here, but I need a little more time to prepare. I need to learn more about this Linker you've warned me about. He is so far the largest threat I have to face before I can get to the Batman."

Tetrax and Kai both smiled eagerly in response.

"Perhaps we can get some acquaintances to join us." the teen suggested. "We know some people."

The masked Bane only shook his head.

"Not yet, though I am not against the idea of some help." he responded calmly. " I can 'persuade' some to help us. After all, I did rule Gotham for months after I broke the bat's back."

"No, no. I was talking more about an army." Kai dismissed with a smirk.

"An army?" the muscular genius questioned with curiosity. "But I know you are not allied with any nations or organizations."

"In this reality, we are on our own. But back home, we're friends with this race that managed to utilize multidimensional travel. In fact, they're how we got here in the first place." Tetrax explained. "They helped Ben out immensely with overthrowing the Plumbers and eradicating the Incursions. And remember these are forces that reached across galaxies."

"Very interesting." Bane mused while crossing his arms.

"Them Caudatians. Those newts live to fight, no matter how big or small the reason. Especially the Furia. In fact, they could give you a run for your money." Kai said before her smirk only grew. "They're perfect for hired muscle."

"Furia? Are there different types of these Caudatians?" the masked villain questioned.

"Four subspecies." Tetrax responded. "The Caudatian Furia are practically the brutes of the race. Of the four, they're not as clever as the others, but their physical strength can easily rival your own when enhanced with Venom."

"And how smart can they be?" Bane pressed, intrigued with the subject.

"Furia can follow orders, but the others are way smarter, It was the brainy newts who invented the stable means of multidimensional travel." Kai answered this time. "Don't know the details of how, but they only did it because no other race from their home dimension would fight back. In other words, it was boredom. Not even civil wars were enough to preoccupy them for long."

The villain fell silent, taken back a bit by what he just learned. He had many more questions, but decided to stop right there. Knowing more about an alien race was irrelevant to achieving his goals. But it was something he kept in mind.

The next several hours were spent with Poison Ivy chewing the pair out as they tried to placate the redhead by explaining what happened. It was successful for the most part, managing to calm her down enough for her to leave them be. After that, Ben went to work on something that was important for him while Harley spent some time talking with Kevin.

"Hmmm, if I calibrate these wirings here for ionic galvanization, then perhaps I can bypass that…" Gray Matter muttered to himself while looking down at the goggles that served as his ID Mask. "This is rudimentarily crude, even by the lowest of Galvan standards. Let's see… That has to be the central processing unit. Excellent, it's still intact, only just been displaced minutely. Enough to be a simple fix. Biorhythmic sensors are completely undamaged too. That saves me a lot of time and headaches. The holographic projector lenses however are cracked, and I'll need to get my hands on a replacement, or convert an alkaline battery into it. But as they're carrying acid, I can't risk it. Hmmm…."

"Uhh, what did he say?" Kevin asked Harley, completely lost on what the transformed Ben was saying.

"I got lost after Ionic-whatever he said." the blonde responded, just as confused.

"Hey, even I can't understand half of what I say!" the Galvan retorted. "Though, I just need a holographic projector lens or appropriate substitute and I'm set."

"Uhh, what kind of substitute?" Kevin asked.

"Give me twenty tiny light-emitting diodes and I'll be good." Gray Matter responded with a sigh.

"Eh?" the blonde asked while tilting her head in confusion.

"Twenty LED light bulbs." the alien rephrased after face palming himself.

"Ohh. Should have said so in the first place." Harley stated with a nod.

"I did…" the small alien groaned.

Gray Matter reached behind his back, touching the Omnitrix to revert back into normal.

"So we need some light bulbs. And how are you going to do this?" Kevin asked with curiosity.

"Well, the Jeager Joker needs to make himself known more to the public." Ben said with a bit of hesitation. "Though, I'm not that thrilled for it. Spent two years trying to keep a low profile, but this morning changed that."

"Gonna take the goggles?" Kevin asked.

The green haired boy shook his head.

"I don't want to mess them up further." he responded with a sigh. "Harley, you coming with me?"

The jester nodded before pausing to smell an arm, grimacing for a moment.

"I'll need a change of clothes though." she commented.

"Ok." Ben said with a nod as the blonde left the room.

"So, what happened last night?" Kevin asked with a knowing smirk on his face.

"Nothing happened, Piñata. I went to bed first, and I can only guess she joined me after I fell asleep." the boy explained, smirking a bit when he saw the raven haired boy's own smirk falter upon hearing the nickname.

"Don't call me that, or else." Kevin warned sternly.

"Whatever, Piñata." Ben responded dismissively.

Kevin growled before getting the Omnitrix wielder in a headlock and began rubbing his clenched fist against the top of his head.

"Hey, stop that!" the green haired boy protested before he activated the Omnitrix. In a flash of light, he was replaced with Ripjaws.

"Aww, Man." the transformed Ben said before he began to suffocate immediately. Hastily, he broke free of Kevin's clutches and slammed his fist against the Omnitrix, changing him into Ice Ridge.

"Seriously?" the Cryomancian hissed before created an arm of ice so he could change form again. As the ice fell to the floor, a new alien took his place.

The being stood at four feet tall, with a stocky, yet slim build. The head was similar to that of a human's head with bat like ears, though white fur covered the entirety of his face, excluding his black lips, protruding underbite with upward fangs and scarlet eyes that lacked pupils. He stood on two short legs that ended with three long toed feet that had were reminiscent of a bird of prey's, minus the talons.

His spindly arms lacked any fur, instead looked like they were covered in black rubber that looked scrunched up. His hands were oversized and disproportioned, appearing too heavy to be lifted up, while obviously longer than his body length from head to toe. The three fingers and thumb on each hand were short and flat, yet when the alien flexed them, the action made the knuckles become way more pronounced. His torso was firm and covered with white fur, except for the biceps, which were bared for all to see. The alien's outifit was of only a helmet that had the Omnitrix in the center front of it.

"Woah, who is that guy?" Kevin asked.

The transformed Ben simply shrugged in response.

"What's going on out there?" Harley asked as she poked her head out. Her eyes widened upon seeing the new form. "Eeee! New guy!"

The alien remained silent as he brought a finger up to the Omnitrix, pressing the device to undo the transformation.

"Aww, wanted to hear him speak." the blonde whined before retreating into the bathroom again.

"Had a feeling that wasn't a good idea to do." Ben said followed by a nervous chuckle.

"Why is that?" Kevin asked.

"Not sure." the boy said with a shrug. "Think it would be a much better idea to do it outdoors."

"Good point, no clue what that guy could do." Kevin said in agreement.

Katherine sighed in boredom as she walked towards a convenience store.

"I hate being the errand girl." she groaned. "Wanna watch some anime."

"We're low on groceries." a young girl's voice stated from behind in annoyance. "God, you remind me of that one person."

"Thought you were going to not bother with your memories, Pix." Katherine asked while looking over her shoulder.

A girl of around thirteen years of age groaned as she shook her head, her magenta eyes narrowing. She brushed the bangs of her rose pink hair to the side, barely standing out against her pale alabaster skin. She was wearing a black satin hair band which was crafted in a way to emulate the appearance of cat ears. Her outfit was a simple red halter top and black jeans that were slightly worn around the knees. Completing the ensemble were a pair of white tennis shoes.

"I'm not going to dwell on the past. Even if I want to do so, I prefer this life now." Pixie grumbled. "But at times I can't help but notice similarities between you and him."

The half-Japanese girl simply shrugged before noticing something from the corner of her eye. She turned to notice two people that stood out of place.

"Woah, take a look at that Pix, we got ourselves a celebrity." She commented while gesturing her head to the pair that caught her eye.

"Isn't that Harley Quinn?" the pink haired asked with a frown upon seeing person beside her. "But that other person who is with her…"

"And why did you decide to come in costume again?" Ben asked as he saw several people run off in fear the moment they noticed the jester. "It's not a good idea if you ask me."

"Well, besides the fact this was my only change of clothes, I simply didn't want you to be the only one standing out." Harley commented. "That and I want to show people that we ain't bad guys."

"Good luck on that." Ben said with a sigh. It felt weird for him to be out in public again without any kind of disguise, but it was something he wanted to change due to his newfound alias as the Jeager Joker being a possible subject of gossip.

The pair didn't pay attention to two young girls trailing behind them as they went into the convenience store. Upon entering, the clerk screamed and immediately opened the register before hiding underneath the counter. The sight caused Ben to shake his head a bit while sighing.

"Hey, we're not here to rob you, nor anything illegal." Ben called out. "I know Commissioner Gordon. He can vouch for me!"

The clerk peered from his hiding place before he cleared his throat nervously.

"W-Who are you then?" he asked.

"Jeager Joker." Ben replied immediately. "And yes, That's Harley Quinn, but she's changing her ways."

The clerk slowly rose from where he was hiding and blinked in a mix of confusion and uncertainty as he looked at Harley, who simply smiled and waved at him.

"Uhh, okay…" he said before forcing himself to calm down a bit more. " So, uh, how can I help you?"

"We're just here for some snacks." Harley responded before her eyes widened upon hearing the sound of police sirens in the distance, the sound getting louder by the second. Ben groaned when he shook his head.

"Told you the costume was a bad idea." he grumbled as the jester gave a sheepish smile in response.

"Sorry." the clerk said. "Kind of was afraid of being killed just now."

"Well, I understand your reasons were perfectly rational but still, not cool." Harley said, her smile turning into a frown.

"Of all the days for something really crazy to happen." Commissioner Gordon said as he came to the office of GCPD. He was supposed to have the day off, but the stunts that the girl did forced him to come in to straighten things out. Eight police cars and the television broadcast, while nobody was injured, she did cause a lot of trouble for the entire office, especially with their budget.

He went into his office and sat down, noticing a small envelope laying on his desk with "Commissioner Gordon" written on it in crayon.

"Hey, can somebody tell me where this envelope came from?" he asked loudly while looking out into the hallway.

"That is from me." a young female voice said from behind him.

Gordon turned around to see the very girl who was wanted for questioning sitting in his chair with feet on the table. The man noticed that she was wearing a pair of purple cloth boots with mismatching stockings, with the right being purple and black striped, as the left was just simply all black.

"You!" he said in surprise before crossing his arms. "You're in a lot of trouble little lady."

"Look into the officers who were in the cars I sunk. They're corrupt in some way." Ani stated before removing her feet. "The envelope contains evidence to back up my claim. Records of recent wire transfers from various criminal organizations, like the Falcones for example, to those bad cops. Not enough for arrests, but enough to start an investigation with."

"Okay, this day just keeps getting weirder." Gordon said with a sigh. " I need to ask this before I go crazy. Why did you do all this then?"

"I have my reasons, but the main one is to stop Tetrax and Kai." the ageless witch explained with a smile.

"I heard those names from your little broadcast earlier. Who are they exactly?" the Commissioner commented.

"I know you're aware of the uproar amongst the underground for the past two weeks. They're the ones responsible for all that. And yes, an Omnitrix is involved."

Gordon's eyes widened before he hastily closed the door behind him.

"How do you know about that?" he asked while lowering his voice.

"I know things. Lots of things." Ani said before getting up from the chair. "And I'm not your enemy here either. I actually want to work with you as an informant."

"But you've caused a lot of damage, so how can I trust you?" the commissioner questioned. "Regardless, obviously you're not some little kid causing mischief."

"I fixed them up a moment ago, so nothing to worry about." the witch said as she walked over towards the mature redhead. "If that isn't enough to convince you, I can tell you some more things, or do something impossible."

"Who are you?" Gordon asked.

"Lovlila Ani. Though just call me Ani." the childish time traveler introduced herself with a smile. "And for the record, I'm a witch. Not a metahuman."

"Alright then Ani. I'll need to think things over, but can you at least stay for questioning about what you did?"

"Of course." Ani answered with a nod. "Just not with Batman around. We'll have issues if he's with us."

Name: Katherine Ardente

Sex: Female

Age: 17

Nationality: Japanese-American

Occupation: Hitman/Assassin

Bio: An orphan born from a fling of a Japanese immigrant and an American criminal. Her father had no presence in her life, showing no care towards her mother and herself. Her mother was murdered at the age of seven by a rapist, who wanted the young Katherine. She wasn't saved in time, and the culprit got away. Father refused to accept responsibility as her parent, literally kicking her to the streets to fend for herself. After a year on the streets, she was taken in by the Torquemadas, a family of hitmen who have been in the business for generations, albeit they do not have much of a reputation compared to others like Deadshot, or the League of Assassins.

She trained under them, especially when she openly stated she wanted to get the man who ruined her life the most. After five years of vigorous training, she eventually found and killed the rapist. Since then, she has lived the life of a hitman, preferring to go after those who have ruined children's lives. While she herself was not considered, her earlier targets are known to GCPD, assumed to be kills from rival factions. Ever since meeting the amnesiac Pixie, all kills since then have left no evidence behind with her help.

Stats

Intelligence: 5

Strength:: 3

Endurance: 4

Speed: 3

Combat Skill: 3

Notes: While being a normal human physically with some training in being a professional assassin, Katherine has shown great creativity and caution in not only with making her kills look like they aren't hits, and to make them sure she isn't seen as the killer. Between this and her focus on solely those involved with Child Prostitution, she has so far managed to go under everyone's radar as a suspect.

Threat Level: 5

CCR

Blazorna: I know this could be longer, but all things considered, I feel any more would have just been dragging the story along for this chapter. Anyway, I wonder how many of you were a little surprised by that little reality check I had. I'm going to be frank here; Real Life Consequences will be applied people!

Harley: *sits in front of a laptop* Umm, did you check the poll , Mr. B? Think you may want to see the results. I am not thrilled with one of the top three choices.

Blazorna: *Goes over and checks screen.* I see… Well, looks like "Harem with Harley" was the most popular choice, even though I gave warning to think it over carefully of what it means beforehand. *face darkens* Do not complain if things turn out not like you were hoping. I warned you, and you took the risk people.

Harley: I don't like the sounds of that…

Blazorna: Well, moving on, we all finally got introduced to Pixie. Yeah she's technically an OC, but she's more than that. Can't say any more than that, spoilers. And we have the first appearance of a new alien as well. He does talk, but I'm saving that for next chapter. Though it should be obvious who it is.

Speaking of which, I am very curious if anyone is wanting to draw my OC aliens so that people have a good idea of how they look. My friend (and potential semi-minion) Creaturemaster has actually done just that for two of them already, Fluff Luv and Xenophobe. Go to his deviant art page to check them out. I don't want to have Creaty do all of them, as he's a very busy guy with a lot on his plate already. *Gets bricked* GOD DAMMIT FOURTH WALL!

Harley: Anyway, I am a bit curious about those Caudatians.

Blazorna: Ahh, I just did it to explain things. Nothing more.

Harley: *crosses arms and frowns* I highly doubt that's all. You put quite a bit of focus on them…

Blazorna: I swear I mean it.

Harley: *pulls out an undead buzzsaw* Don't make me use this on you again!

Blazorna: Alright! I'll spill! I do not want to be killed today… again. I actually am going through with my plan to do a second wave of collabs. Most with MHG. The Caudatians are intended to serve as the antagonists of this wave, having all the collabs be grouped underneath a single over arching storyline.

On that note, I'm wondering if there are more who are willing to come on board to do this. Unlike the first wave, which focused on just other Ben 10 crossovers, I really want to also incorporate other types of fanfics into the mix, with each treated as their own universe, unless they're wanting to be part of the same universe as MHG if DC oriented with no focus on Batman. Considering the various comic crossovers DC have been involved with, from Alien vs. Predator, Green Hornet, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, to Mighty Morphing Power Rangers, we got a lot of leeway here.

I have these rules that I'm going to follow myself that also apply to those involved.

1. Unless agreed upon beforehand, we are going to aim to affect each other's original storyline as little as possible. I want to try to preserve the integrity of the storylines as much as possible, as well as any future plans if your story is ongoing or has a sequel planned. Anything that changes will be intended to be minor, regulated towards either new forms or a character who aren't needed anymore in the other story migrating into MHG.

2. How the collab is written is up to how we feel is most effective. For example, it can be simply us alternating in writing chapters, and split posting them between my stories and your own, or we work together on the very same chapter and posting them on just one of our stories.

3. If your story is involving a Ben, Kevin, etc. they will need to have a handle to differentiate my characters from yours, as well as any future references towards them with other stories. (On that note, the Ben Prime designation is reserved only for the one from the cartoon.) It is for that reason why I have MHG Ben be called the Jeager Joker, and the MH version as Rogue Ben. The handle is only intended to be used only for the crossover and any references. Otherwise, they can be omitted outside of it if you don't want to keep it in your story.

4. If my characters are going into the universe of your story, I will limit the amount of who goes to make things easier for you if necessary. Same will be applied if your story has a massive roster and they're coming into MHG's universe.

5. While I will treat these crossovers as canon events for my stories, the canonicity of this for yours is up to you. If you don't want that to be the case, the universe used in the crossover will be treated as an alternate reality of your original story. If it is going to be treated as canon, I'll work with you to how to fit the events into your story's canon in a way to keep the original plot as intact as possible. Who knows, if you're hitting a wall, this may help you out.

Overall, I plan to work with no more than six or seven other fanfics. And for the record, no, I don't plan to have a massive finale with all the stories I've got involved. As epic as that could be, it'd be chaotic, and take too much organization and time to do. Everyone has a life, and I don't want to take anymore of their time.

Frothy: BUCKA BWAK! *Drop kicks Rabbidpool out of nowhere*

Blazorna: *deadpans* What is going on here?

Frothy: Buck bukbuk buk. Bukwah!

Blazorna: Seriously? He ate the spare chainsaw…

Harley: Was that supposed to self-destruct if it ever was eaten?

Blazorna: Yep. It was nuclear powered too.

Harley: I see- Wait, what?!

Rabbidpool: Bua bwah! *gives a thumbs up*

Harley: Hell no you're not! *Grabs Rabbidpool and punts him as hard as possible, sending him flying.*

Blazorna: Geez… think he's in the ionosphere of the Fourth Wall now. *Gets bricked in nuts* Critical hit… *slumps to the ground*

Harley: And he is out. Guess I'm going to tackle the questions again. But before that, I suppose I should address what the pollsters also wanted. You know, with me and those costumes. *leaves for a moment, only to return in a banana costume.* WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME?! *whimpers* By costumes, it mainly meant stupid ones like this! I saw the swimsuit one as well. Not even sexy unless you're into those long john like ones that are kinda baggy. He was completely serious with that whole "Think before you vote" thing.

*Sighs* anyway, questions. Remember, Mr B is getting bricked by the same amount of questions asked.

Dragon Rider 66: When have you died that many times? Which version of Teen Titans is being used?

Trust me, a good amount of those deaths come from video games alone. A lifelong gamer probably has died at least thousands of times at least than they can count. Roughly 60% of the total if I am thinking correctly for Mr. B's case. I can claim seven of those kills, while Frothy is about a quarter of what remains unaccounted for. The rest, between the Fourth Wall or Mr B's own stupidity.

For the Teen Titans, that falls underneath a few things that are unknown at this time, but as far as I know, we are all going to remain confused, Mr. B included, until one of two things happens: 1. Mr B. decides on a lineup and have them pop up in this story, or 2. We get an author of some kind of Teen Titans fanfic wanting to have their story be part of the MHG universe.

Jonathen: Will Ben get the DNA of Superman, Hawkgirl, and the Martian Manhunter? Will Ben have an alien that can break the Fourth Wall or is that going to be Rathpool? Can you have a chapter where the Joker challenges Ben to a duel or a showdown for Harley?

Ouch… I think his head has dented in at this point… Anyway, the possibility of such forms are possible, and maybe not just limited to solely aliens. However, keep in mind of canon. So that means that energy beings or are extradimensional beings are omitted, unless they can have biological children with humans naturally. Fourth wall breaks can be done in all sorts of ways, and even if it was the case of a new alien, Rathpool is only exclusive for this area. He is basically Deadpool who found the Omnitrix and wound up permanently stuck as Rath. And as romantic and cool as it can be, that idea sadly isn't going to be possible after what happened. Mr J wants me dead remember.

NecrorexAparda Juubi-No-Kishin: Will you use the Batman Arkham games in the story?

As tempting as it is from what you've given us, Mr. B has officially declared that the experimental Joker Venom was based solely on chemicals. It isn't blood based at all. Besides, he hasn't played that series, even at my persistence. (That is where three of his deaths from me come from, btw.) As such, don't expect anything regarding the Arkham games being used in this story. Rather have a train wreck of inconsistencies from somebody that has zilch clue of what to do with said source? And prion... *shudders*

Rathpool: *comes storming in from nowhere* WHERE IS RABBIDPOOL, HARLEY QUINN FORMERLY PSYCHIATRIST HARLEEN QUINZEL?!

Harley: You came later than expected. Anyway, I punted him into the ionosphere. He did eat a nuclear chainsaw after all.

Rathpool: AARRRGGH! THE RABBID WHO IS A MADE UP ALTERNATE INCARNATION OF DEADPOOL THAT IS ALSO MYSELF IN THAT REGARD ALSO ATE MY CHIMICHANGAS AND DOORKNOBS!

Harley: going back to Jonathen, what's your take on what he said towards you?

Rathpool: I seriously hope that isn't his real name…ON THAT NOTE, DO NOT CONFIRM THAT OR ELSE YOU ARE POSSIBLY IN SERIOUS TROUBLE, JONATHEN! AS FOR THE REST OF IT, WHAT YOU SAID DIDN'T MAKE ANY SENSE! TRY BEING A NINJA POWERED BY LEMONS THAT HAVE ALREADY BE USED TO MAKE LEMONADE WITH!

Harley: Ouch…not cool. Even if what you said didn't make any sense, you could have really triggered him or someone else there with that. *pulls out undead buzz saw* And for that, I must ask that you die.

Rathpool: *screams a stock source scream that is found in countless cheap horror movies that isn't the hilarious Wilhelm scream.*

*Scene censored due to being so graphic that not even the Mature rating is enough for it*

Harley: *pants while drenched completely in blood* For the record, the buzz saw is NOT a zombie. It's simply undead. BIG difference people! Anyway, I need to get going. Seeing how Mr B really got it good this time around, that is going to be it for now. See you all next time. And keep on sending in questions, everyone. *Drags Blazorna away* Now, where's his emergency revival cookies?