Another Dead Hero- Alright, another new chapter of "Frozen", now Mr. Freeze is in jail, like that'd stop him. Oh, forgot to mention, but even know this has Batman in it, it's more of a Commissioner Gordon and Mr. Freeze focused story, Batman will still appear in it, but i have more fun with Gordon and Mr. Freeze. All right people, let's read some godamn fanfics. R&R people, come on!

Batman: Frozen

Now over at the Gotham City Penitentiary, many reporters were swarming the outside, wanting to know some info, it was like the Friez murders only 3 years earlier, only now it was more insane due to Victor being the killer and both Morson and Combs being the victims.

Commissioner Gordon stood in the security room next to the interrogation room where Victor was, not moving. He now wore a dark blue prsion jumpsuit with a white shirt under it. He also had his black glasses with red lens on. "He hasn't said a word to anyone of us since he was brought in." One guard said as they were waited for the prosecutor assigned to the case to come. "All he's done is breathing and sitting."

"Well maybe he's waiting for his lawyer to start cracking." Another said before Gordon shook his head.

"Maybe, but it's like he doesn't care he's in jail, like he wants-" The Commissioner tried to say before a door opened behind him. He looked to see Harvey Dent's successor for being DA come in, Jeff Bradford.

"Okay, i was told to come here while i was interrupted during my kids birthday party, better be important." He said, not happy being there before looking at Gordon. "Hey Gordon, how's Barb and the kids?"

"Doing fine." He said before pointing at the window connecting the room they were in to the interrgation room Victor was held. "Remember him?"

Bradford gave a look towards where Victor was before becoming not happy. "You gotta be kidding." Then Victor, as like he knew Bradford was looking at him gave him a smirk, sending everyone's spines a chill down it.

"Well, looks like we know what he was waiting for." One of the guards said before he pressed the button for the door to open and Bradford entered the room and sat across from Victor as Gordon came in, just in case.

Victor gave Gordon a nod to him before looking at Bradford. "Hello Jeff."

"Hello." Bradford said before Victor kept looking at him dead in the eyes, he then took out a tape recorder. "I'm gonna ask you some straight foward questions, if that's all right with you."

"Proceed District Attorney Bradford." Victor nodded as he brought his handcuffed hands up on the table.

"Okay, is your name Victor Jonas Friez?" Bradford asked, only for Victor to shake his head no while sneering at him.

"No, Victor Friez is dead. The day my wife died, he died too." Victor growled to which Bradford looked at Gordon confused, that only got him a shrug of the shoulders by the commissioner. He then looked back at Victor.

"Well, what would you rather be call named then?"

Victor gave it some thought before smirking. "Call me... Mr. Freeze. Only Mr. Freeze."

"... Okay... Mr. Freeze." Bradford replied before he wrote it down on a pad of paper. "What was it you did for a living?"

Mr. Freeze just shrugged and muttered. "I was a scientist, worked in the field of cryogenics."

"Studying on the cold and how it works?" Bradford asked as he wrote down more stuff on his pad as Mr. Freeze nodded. Bradford then looked up at Freeze with a now serious look. "Did you kill both Jason Morson and Robert Combs?"

Mr. Freeze put his elbows on the desk and rested his chin on his hands. "Did i kill them? Well i did imagine how'd i do it, every single detail of how'd i do it, watching them die with frozen looks in their eyes, staring up at you." Freeze explained before pointing his hands at Bradford. "I mean, I'm sure if it was you who lost your wife and unborn child, you would plan how to kill the killers responsible, am i right?" Mr. Freeze asked before pointing at Commissioner Gordon. "I'm sure he'd do the same."

"So, you did kill them?" Bradford asked to which Mr. Freeze smirked. Bradford just looked ta Victors eyes before getting up. "Well that settles it, I'm done." He said as he turned around to walk out of the room along with Commissioner Gordon. But then...

"Wait, that's it?" Mr. Freeze asked to which Bradford and Gordon turned back around to see Freeze confused. "That's what you're gonna work with?"

Bradford looked at Gordon who was just as confused as he was before Bradford sat back down. "You confessed to the murders." Mr. Freeze then smirked as he waved his finger in a "No-No" sense.

"No i didn't, i just told you some bullcrap that implies i did the murders. I never confessed at all." Mr. Freeze explained to Bradford. "Pathfetic that you'd just use the meaningless information i gave you and you tried to use it against me." Mr. Freeze then got close to Bradford's face. "You want a full on confession? I'll give you one, but i wanna make a deal first."

"A deal?" Bradford asked back to which Mr. Freeze nodded his head. He then got back to his notepad "Okay, what you want?"

Mr. Freeze gave it some thought before smirking. "I want one of those really nice TV's. I just... I can't think straight without watching a nice show. Pretty boring in my cell without one." Everyone was now just like they got hit by a truck as they didn't see that coming.

"Big ol' plasma screen?" Bradford smirked to which Mr. Freeze smirked back.

"Yeah, that's the one."

"The one made by Sony?"

"Yeah. Great for watching Frosty The Snowman, maybe also a DVD player with that movie along with it?"

"Okay, I know what you mean, love that."

"So? Are you going to take the deal?"

Bradford looked back up from his notepad smiling "Hell no." Mr. Freeze just looked now mad at Bradford who left the room as did Gordon. When back in the Security room, everyone was confused.

"Why didn't you make the deal?" Gordon yelled at Bradford pointing over at Mr. Freeze. "He offered to confess and you threw it away."

"He's messing with me, he wants to mess with my head!" Bradford shot back at Gordon, who just shook his head.

"We're trying to put him in jail and we need him to cooperate with us!" Gordon noted. "He won't do that if you don't give him what he wants!" He then walked near the window and pointed at Mr. Freeze. "If you wanna bring him to justice, you just do what he wants!"

Bradford just gave it some thought before sighing, not happy.

Later that day, in the Prison, many guards though, hauling what appeared to be a huge cardboard box with a TV inside, another which had a DVD player and one guard had in his hand a copy of "Frosty The Snowman". Many prisoners yelled and complained at what they seen. The guard entered and unpacked the boxes inside Mr. Freeze's cell as the fat Warden looked at Mr. Freeze and his cellmate, who was a small skinny man with buzzed cut blond hair and looked like he had some burn marks on his hands and wrists.

"You may have been given a special previlage, but you'll end up getting something every prisoner recives in here soon." The Warden said in a smug look before he walked away. Mr. Freeze looked and smiled.

"Well doesn't somebody have to take a chill pill." Mr. Freeze remarked as he and his cellmate entered the cell.

His cellmate looked at him confused as Mr. Freeze put the DVD in and started to watch the movie. "What'd you do to get in here, anyways?"

Mr. Freeze didn't take his eyes off of the TV and relaxed on his bunk. "Gave the wrong cop the cold shoulder." He then paused the movie and looked at his cellmate. "What they call you and why you here?"

The cellmate brought his burned hands and wrists up and smirked. "Garfield Lynns, multiple counts of Arson and murder. They call me Firefly."

Mr. Freeze smiled and held out his hand to Firefly, who shook his hands. "Mr. Freeze."