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Chapter four: it all goes down hill from here…

Alfred hadn't seen Bruce for days but there were tell tale signs he was there such as a broken mirror, dirty coffee mugs, and even a slept in bed but actual visible proof as in seen him with his own eyes then no. It had been over three weeks since Dick's plight started one minute he would be angry at how Bruce had treated him over the years the next he tries to say that he isn't angry, if Alfred didn't know any better he'd say he was 12 again. Alfred new that there was something wrong he wasn't sure if it was a split personality or whether Dick was taking courage in telling Bruce how he feels about being smothered by him. Even though he tried to talk to Bruce about his concerns Bruce becomes distant and irritable.

But it has been thirteen days since Dick's last outburst that sent him in a coma, Alfred rang Bruce to tell him to come home and got the doctor but the doctor can't explain it. And so Bruce would search day and night for answers—and the only person who can give the answers to him. Joker however is no where to be found, Batman's face is no longer scaring his ex-henchmen who were supposed to quake in fear of him are no longer any help. It seems Joker and Harley have disappeared somewhere out of Batman and Bruce's reach and that is what is sending Bruce into isolation.

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Bruce new that if he didn't find an answer soon he was going to hit the teenage girl who thought she was all that—just like every other thirteen year old youth

"I won't ask again where is Joker?" Batman grated lifting the girl higher off the ground

"Great then I won't have to tell you the same answer again I-DON'T-KNOW." Batman looked past the girls over-done made up eyes to see that there was hatred but also the truth, releasing her he let her be on her way. He couldn't believe that in over two weeks Joker and Harley were no where to be found. Even the police departments were clueless as to the whereabouts of him.

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Joker was sitting on his home made throne courtesy of Harley who worked non-stop for three days to decorate it. He was enjoying watching Batman turn to every henchman and henchwomen he could find to find Joker to no success he was having fun watching Batman terrorize one girl who was as far from the crime circuit as possible, but then by his calculations Richard "Dick" Grayson would not be very happy at the moment, if not almost dead. Walking up to the television screen Joker touched his pointy nose to the screen.

"Basty, basty come now the solution is so simple, just look to yourself and the answer will be available to you." Joker remarked he wasn't sure whether or not he was happy that he has out smarted the Batman, but what he was sure about was the fact that Robin seemed to be nowhere in sight.

"Puddin' why are you so close to the TV? You will get square eyes." Harley chided like mother's do to their children reaching into his pocket he got out his square eyes he found in a $2 store down the road and put them in place before looking at Harley

"See my eyes are fine." He replied he got satisfaction of seeing Harley's eyes grow wide and her disappearing muttering something about "Camera" and "Ivy won't believe it" Joker smiled and looked back to the TV to get a shock when Batman looked strait into his eyes, knowing that it was via an untraceable circuit he still switched channel, hoping the old fable of "If I can't see him, he can't see me" would work out to be true.

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Batman felt as if he had been watched but every time he turned around he saw no one there, but somehow, whether it was sloppiness' or not, Batman managed to catch one thug he never saw before.

"Why are you following me?" Batman growled to the leather clad clichéd common gangster.

"No reason just heading same direction as you that's all." He replied moving like one of the T birds from the Grease movie.

"Maybe you can help me?" Batman asked as nicely as he could the T bird wanna be raised his eyebrow

"Do you know where I could find Joker?" Batman asked

"Why would I want to work for Joker? I have my own gang." He replied Great now he's acting like he has a draw card.

"Fair enough, thanks for the help." Batman responded and walked away,

"Hey wait a minute." The guy spoke barley above a whisper if Batman wasn't expecting it he would have overheard it.

"Obviously you're not the Batman I heard about, the one who repeatedly asks questions?"

"What are you getting at?"

"I may be able to help you, if you help me." The man replied

"I'm listening." After all it's not like he is going to take him up on the offer

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A/N

Sorry for the short update hope to have more soon but thanks to the thunderstorm looming I better run.

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