(Trinity POV)

The light. It blinded me. The noise of curtains being pulled back awoke my senses.

"5 more minutes" I groaned, switching sides so that I was on my stomach and my head was on the bed. Memories flooded back to me. Memories of a horrible dream.

It seemed so real. So....... terrifying. It was only a dream, I kept telling myself over and over. But it was crystal clear. Too clear to be a dream.

"Trinity" A far away voice stated my name. A soothing, handsome voice. Slowly, very slowly, I opened my eyes to see Bruce standing over my bed with a worried expression. My eyes scanned the room for me to realise that this wasn't my bed or my room. I hastily sat up, almost knocking Bruce off. "Where am I?" I demanded. He just chuckled. "It's okay. Calm down. You're at my penthouse." I stare at him, confused "Penthouse?" I repeated the word. Bruce nodded his head and turned to the door. A elderly man walked in with a tray in his hands. "Good morning, Miss. Mongavoury. May I talk you into some breakfast?" His English accent shone through his words. I eagerly nodded my head and jumped onto my knees. The butler, I'm supposing, lay the tray down on my bed, chuckling. I inhaled it. "This is delicious!" I told him, still eating. He smiled "Why thank-you"

Bruce, who was still sitting by me, introduced me to the old man. "Trinity, this is Alfred. My butler and the closet thing to my family" Bruce looked at Alfred, adoration in his eyes. I smiled at Bruce's happiness. He deserved it.

Although I tried to block last night memories out of my mind, I couldn't ignore them for long. Question came flying into my thoughts. Why was I here? Did Batman bring me here? What happened to my sister? Where's Crane? So many questions flooded my mind. Too many. I needed answers.

"What happened" I asked, my voice barely over a whisper. Alfred and Bruce turned to me, not saying anything. "Well, I should go. Nice meeting you, Miss. Mongavoury" Alfred smiled a kind smile, turned and left. I kept my eyes on Bruce and his eyes were on me.

"They caught your sister, Violet." He switch subjects, but I took no notice. All I could think about was the words he just stated. My eyes widen and I jump out of bed. "They caught Violet? Where? How?" Bruce stands up with me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Calm down. You can get dressed and find out yourself." I nodded quickly and Bruce handed me a pile of clothes. I'd ask him about the clothes and what happened last night later. For now I needed my sister.

I was at Markham in no time. I burst through the main doors and head my way to the secretary. "Hello, I'm looking for a Violet Mongavoury." I asked. The secretary looked up and nodded. She picked up the phone and called for Violet doctor. Soon enough the doctor came. "Hello, my name is Dr. Thomas Elliot" I turned to a man in about his thirties. He had brown hair a blue eyes. I pull out my hand "Hello, I'm Trinity Mongavoury." Dr. Elliot shook my hand and showed me the way to Violet cell.

I gasped as I saw her. I couldn't see her face since her hair was in her face. Her hair was messy and she slowly rocked back and fourth, whispering a song to herself. I could barely hear her through the glass. "Hush little baby...." her childish high pitched voice sang. "Don't say a word..." I couldn't help but feel remorse for her. What had the Joker done to my sister? "This is going to...." She was shaking horribly and her voice sounded in pain. "Hurt me more then you.."

"Violet?" My voice shook. Violet head hesitantly went up. My eye's widen. Her face had two horrifying scars running up her cheeks in the form of a smile. I look at Dr. Thomas and he had a sad look in his eyes. "Would you like to see her?" he asked. I nodded my head and he opened the door. I dashed in and went to my sister side. She flinched like I would hurt her. She still sang the lyrics over and over again.

"What did the Joker do to you?" I asked. She stopped singing but didn't answer. Her eyes were blank. "What did the Joker do to you?" I repeated. No answer. "Where is the Joker?" Still nothing. I sighed. "Violet I need to know!" I would of held her hand but the straight jacket limited communication like that. she still didn't answer. She didn't do anything but stare ahead. I stood up. Violet didn't move or do anything.

closed the door behind me. "How long has she been this way?" Me and Dr. Thomas walked down the hallway. "Since we found her last night at the docks" I open the elevator and we both entered. "What was she doing at the docks?" I clicked the main level and turned to him. He just folded his hands and stared ahead, looking at me once and a while. "We don't know. The cops searched the area and there was no sign of Joker." I groaned in frustration.

After thanking Dr. Thomas, I made my way out of Arkham. A limo waited outside. The door of the expensive car opened and Bruce came out. I smiled and waved to him. "Why are you here?" I enquired. Bruce wrapped his arms around and gave me a quick kiss, leading me to the car. "I was worried. You've been gone a while" We sit in the car and I notice Alfred in the front seat. "What happened?" Bruce asked, holding my hands. I sighed "Joker did something to Violet. She just sits there, her eyes blank and if you go near her, she looks scared. And the worst thing is that the Joker gave her two scars. Like his."

Bruce turned toward Alfred and sighed, pulling me into his chest. "I'm sorry" He whispered, stroking my hair. For the first time is front of someone, I cried. About my twin sister. She's maybe insane and my enemy but there are times that we are sisters. Like normal sisters that help each other. What the Joker did to her was unfair and wrong. My anger at the Joker rised inside me. I hated the Joker. What he did to my sister and what he did to the innocent people in Gotham. The Joker will be brought to justice.

(Phoenix POV)

He was going to use his fear toxic? On my sister! Then on me!

That was the thought that I woke up on a table in the middle of a warehouse. I was confused of my where about. I sit up, scared of what was about to happen to me. Where was Jonathan? What happened to Trinity?

In the corner of the room, a figure of a man stands in the corner, shadows covering his body and face. "Are You okay?" He asked. Jonathan uncovered his face and went to me. I smiled and nodded my head. He had his mask off and his hair was messed up. "Thanks for getting me out of there." He kissed my cheeks then softly across my lips.

"Do they know I busted you out?" He shook his head. "Good" I sighed. He smiled and sat by me. " I'm sorry." He whispered. I get off the table and went to his side, grabbing his hand and putting it to my face, kissing his palm. "You didn't mean it" I said to him. He grabbed my face between his palms and gave me a full blown kiss. He rested his forehead on mine as we both caught our breath. He turned shortly after that in the other direction. "We have to go" Jonathan walked away to the front door and I followed. "Where?" I questioned.

"To Meet The Joker" He pulled on his mask and grabbed my waist, pulling me outside.

Review please? I haven't got much reviews on this story. Also if you like Vampires then go read my other romance 'Vampire Bats' With Bruce and my OC Elizabeth. It has vampires from Van Helsing, Underworld, Interview with a vampire and Twilight. Also If you hate Twilight but like Vampires, only the first chapters have twilight characters. I hate Twilight too