Bruce Wayne sat in front of his computer in the Batcave. His hand was on his chin as he stared thoughtfully at the screen, examining the case of Rhiannun Mcmurphy.

He was surprised at how little investigation had gone into her case. There was even evidence that proved that she hadn't done it: He stared at the mysterious finger print that belonged to neither the victims, the suspect, or anyone that was working at the pool that day. He was currently running it through his database on the computer to see if it matched any profiles he had.

He also had also found proof that her verdict had been influenced by a large sum given by a Mrs. Elizabeth Black. His hand tightened around the arm of his chair.

He heard Alfred enter the cave as he brought up footage from the Diamond Veil. He fast forward until he had Rhiannun and her 'sister' in the frame together, "What did the priest say Alfred?"

Alfred came to stand beside Bruce and joined him in looking at the screen, "Not much sir, all he could tell me was that Ms. Mcmurphy is innocent and that the inmates of Arkham took a special liking to her."

Bruce nodded, "People consumed by darkness always feel drawn to the light."

Alfred continued, "Indeed. I was also able to obtain information from her doctor. Dr. Roze said that Poison Ivy and Joker appeared to be the most attached to her."

Bruce's eyes widened in realization, "That's who she is!"

Alfred looked at the screen, "Ah, Yes. I didn't recognize her without the foliage."

"So Poison Ivy has her." He stated.

Alfred nodded, "What do you plan on doing sir?"

Bruce stood up and grabbed the results of the finger print scan…the results: No match.

He cursed slightly and thought of a plan, "Bruce Wayne will try to make sure Rhiannun's appeal goes well while Batman tries to bring Poison Ivy out in the open and make sure Rhiannun doesn't fall into any other villain's hands."

Alfred nodded as Bruce exited the cave and then went to follow him.

On the other side of Gotham, just outside the narrows, Dr. Crane and Scarecrow were residing in an abandoned suit factory. Dr. Crane, at the moment, was standing in front of a table, mixing chemicals and powders in vials. He was working on a new toxin to spread his fear into Gotham.

Soon he had his batch ready and he filled a needle, "Bring out the subject."

Two guards dragged in a young malnourished boy, obviously a drug addict, and chained him to the wall.

He approached the struggling teen, but paused briefly when he noticed his eyes were just like Rhiannun's. He noticed a few other similarities, but he shook off the feeling of familiarity and plunged the needle into the boys arm.

Scarecrow put on his mask and grinned as the boy started to scream and fight at his restraints harder than before. He screaming grew until he stopped and slumped against the wall. Scarecrow checked his pulse only to find the boy's heart had given out. He took the mask off and put Crane's glasses on.

Crane turned back to the table and mumbled, "It's still too strong."

He called in some henchmen and had them take out the body as he tried to rework the formula.

After a while he felt his stomach rumble and for a moment he remembered he was human. He made his way to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich. His thoughts drifted to Rhiannun and wondered if he would see her again.

'We better Johnny.' Scarecrow though in his mind

'And how exactly do you propose we do that.' Crane replied.

'I don't know! Figure out where Ivy is gonna be and follow her, kill her: Just do something.'

Crane sighed, 'I'll see what I can do but, if you have forgotten already, we are very busy.'

Scarecrow growled, 'I know…I just want to make sure Ivy hasn't done anything to her because I'm positive she's a lesbian."

The doctor raised an eyebrow, 'What makes you think that?"

'She's a feminist and hates men.' Scarecrow stated.

Crane shook his head, 'That does not mean she's a homosexual.'

'So.' Scarecrow fought back.

Crane couldn't help but laugh, 'you're acting like some love sick baboon.'

Scarecrow growled again, 'Shut up! Just hurry up and finish you're damn sandwich. We have work to do.'

Crane smirked, 'So now you remember'

Scarecrow fell silent as Crane finished his sandwich and went back to work.

The next day Bruce Wayne stepped out of his car and walked leisurely up the steps of the court house and entered the building. He roamed around the building for awhile until he came across Judge Niche's office( Judge Niche is not the same judge as the one in the first story). He easily slipped inside, flirted his way past the secretary, and entered the presence of the judge, "Hello Niche."

The man looked up, surprised, and said, "Mr. Wayne! This is a surprise."

Bruce sat down and propped his feet up on Niche's desk, "I heard that you're going to be handling Rhiannun Mcmurphy's trial."

Niche smiled, "Possibly: It all depends on if I decide to hear it."

Bruce leaned forward a bit, "Well you see Niche…I'm here to make sure she has a trial and that it's a fair one."

Bruce pulled out his checkbook, "How much?"

Niche grinned, "Well Mrs. Black is offering me ten grand if refuse the appeal and convict her."

Bruce smiled, "I'll triple the offer to make sure she has a fair trial."

Niche nodded happily, "I'll see that it's done then."

Bruce got up, "I'll give you the money after the trial."

Niche stood as well and shook his hand, "I'll be looking forward to it Mr. Wayne."

Once Bruce was in his car he sighed, "I really hate that man."

"Hmm." Dr crane said.

He examined the vile before him carefully, "I think this may be the one."

"Are we gonna use it Johnny?" Scarecrow asked gleefully.

Dr. Crane shook his head, "Not yet…I think we should try it out on Batman first."

Scarecrow shrugged in Crane's mind, "You know I think we should wait."

Crane raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"I think we should make sure it's perfect before using it on Bats. Besides I think there are some things we can do to add to it."

"We need to be careful. We don't want it to be too strong or else the citizens of Gotham won't be able to enjoy their fear." Crane said.

Crane then tuned Scarecrow out with a sigh and called out, "Bring in another test subject."