A/N: Hey hey everyone! This chapter took a little longer than expected to write but here it is!

SPOILER WARNING!

Only in the form of flashback story. I DON'T OWN THE FLASBACK! And again, if you haven't played the game or watched the walkthrough READ IT ON YOUR OWN RISK.

The story might not be very clear if you haven't played or watched the game. :)

SPOILER WARNING ENDS HERE.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Batman or Batman: Arkham series.

And I'm informing, that I'll use next week to rewrite previous chapter. I think that it could use some upgrade. ;)

Enjoy!


Beep.

Loud, high pitched sound incised through air. It flew through the area, ready to explore the unknown new land. The distance of its trail was increasing but with it the sound was quickly losing its power until it finally fell into silence. Until…

Beep.

The sound gained strength again and it flew again through now known path. He travelled and travelled and just as it almost died again…

Beep. Beep.

The sound hit something new. An object.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep…

Tim was getting annoyed by the constant beeping. He didn't remember setting his clock last night. As another beep found its way to his ear Tim decided to put an end to this.

He lifted his left arm to silence the clock when a pervasive, stinging pain swung through his torso.

Beep

Tim stopped himself. His eyes flew open and rested themselves on a large, white ceiling.

'That… isn't my room…'

Beep.

Tim tilted his head to the left to locate another beep that ran through his mind. Instead of a clock he found himself staring toward a big, white machine with buttons and wires, which were running from the machine to his arm. The end of one single, longest and thickest wire was connected to his ring finger.

It didn't took him long to connect one end to the other.

The beeping sound was his own. The sound of his heart.

Beep.

'I'm in a hospital…?'

When the realization crossed through him Tim could hear beeping started to run a little bit faster than before.

Beep.

'I'm in a hospital.'

Beep.

Beep.

'What happened?'

Beep.

Beep.

Tim took some deep breaths. If he could just calm down he was sure that he could find out.

Beep.

Beep.

His heart rate was slowing down. Tim closed his eyes and took another deep breath.

Beep.

He tried to remember. What happened?

Beep.

The last thing he remember…

Beep.

….Batman…

Beep.

…Scarecrow…

Beep.

…plan….

Beep.

Beep.

…gun!

Tim's eyes shot open.

'I was shot!'

But before he could do anything else the door on his right site shot open. Tim's head followed the sound and he saw the familiar face. A little for the person and a little to calm himself down Tim was able to manage a small smile.

"Commissioner."

Commissioner Gordon stopped and returned the smile.

"Tim. Good to see you awake."

He closed the door. Tim frowned.

'Was he supposed to know me? I've never shown him my true face…'

Commissioner saw the discomfort on boy's face and quickly responded.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

Tim's features visibly relaxed. Commissioner continued.

"I just wanted to thank you. Without you this city would be in even bigger hell by now as it was yesterday."

Tim smiled. But then fragments of memories returned again. He remembered camera Scarecrow prepared… Batman being strapped onto the table…

Tim turned again toward commissioner with confusion and fear of what might have happened.

"Did… Did Batman make it?"

Commissioner was visibly overcome by sadness. He remembered the night before clearly.

"What happened last night… It shouldn't have happened. "

Tim didn't answer. He knew that commissioner wasn't finished.

"After you've been shot Scarecrow forced me to take off Batman's mask. Even Batman… He… He came to his terms with this." Commissioner took a deep breath, "I tried to talk Batman off but he said that there is no other way. He knew that this was his end. So I did it…" Gordon was clearly hard to deal with last night's events, "He said I need to trust him. And I did."

For a moment silence fell upon the room. It was unbearable but it felt good. It gave Tim time to think what a horrible monster would have been able to do this, destroy people's greatest guardian and the symbol of hope. Then the silence was again torn apart by the Commissioner. He continued.

"After I removed his mask I could hear reporters on the screens going wild. Even Scarecrow backed away a little after seeing Batman's true identity as Bruce Wayne. But, as always, that didn't stop him for long. He intended to instil fear in him so that everyone could see that even greatest heroes can be beaten. So he did. " Commissioner could remember the feelings that crossed Bruce's face when he was stung. There wasn't much fear as expected. But there was pain. Confusion. Anger. Craziness. The last one Gordon wasn't expecting. "After he was poisoned something changed. As if there wasn't any more Batman inside of him, not even Bruce. He… What he did next reminded me of… the Joker."

By the mention of that name Tim flinched. By now he was lost in the world of Commissioner's telling and he laid his look down. But as he heard what has taken over Batman he knew. He knew… Harley Queen was right. Joker was taking over and finally took over Batman. It came true.

"I thought that this is the end. But then I saw a pinch of light that flashed through the ceiling of the room. It banged Scarecrow's gun right out of his hand and next thing I knew was that one of Bruce's arms broke free. The moment it did I saw it in his eyes that he was back. Joker was gone. With his free arm he grabbed Scarecrow's and poisoned him with his own needles." Gordon felt happiness for a moment. Then sadness overtook him again. "But then again people knew who he was. It was over."

Gordon looked at Tim who was watching him in horror. Gordon took a deep breath.

"I took you to the hospital. A few hours later I heard from Batman one last time. I thanked him. Later that evening the reporters were gathering before his home. As he stepped into the house the whole mansion went off. I've never heard of him or Batman again."

Tim didn't have anything to say. He just looked at Commissioner with disbelief and sadness. Gordon gave him a pat on the good shoulder. They both new that yesterday a great hero was lost. But that didn't mean that a new one couldn't be born.

Commissioner stood up and went towards the door. As he grabbed the handle he took one last look at the kid before him. He smiled.

"Go get some sleep. You deserved it."

And with the last sad look he left.


A/N: So, that chapter was a little lemons. :D Hope you like it. The next chapter is writing but the previous one is repairing so it will be even better! Yeeey! :D

Hope to hear from you all soon 'cause you'll be hearing from me too! :D