Well seeing as people really want me to keep going on this...Woot i have Fans!

Just to tell you all I'm writing this in my e-mail box cus i have no micro word.

Anyway I don't own Harvey, Batman, or Joker...and random victims I'll name later.

This actually took me a while to come up with seeing as i did int have a part three...oh well!

In my hunt for the Batman I found my self roaming Gothams Street at night. At night time the streets were more alive with chaos then ever before.

To think I used to be one of those rich important men in the world, and look were that got me!

I might as well have been born this way. It would have been a lot easier to deal with then turning a street corner and seeing who I used to be. A poster my old face printed on it. Next my face was a slogan.

"I believe in Harvey Dent" I whispered.

Perfect face, nice fiance...all gone!

"Well what dose Harvey Two-Face have to believe in now!" I yelled

I turned into an alleyway right into a mugging. Two men were holding a young woman up agents the wall. One of them was grabbing for her purse and stopped when they saw me.

The shadow cast by the tall building hid most of my ugly side but they still froze in terror.

Then smiles crept across there faces.

The first man walked up to me. "Hey I know you...right Ted I know him...your the Dent guy.

The second man, Ted, nodded. "Yeah looks just like him, blond hair blue eyes nice suit...what's a guy like him doing in a scum place like this Joe?"

Joe looked up at me. "I thought you was dead? What are you some kinda ghost?"

I smiled darkly, pulling my coin from one pocket and the gun from the other. "A ghost...no not a ghost a freak."

Ted looked confused. "A freak...?"

I pointed the gun on Ted and held up my coin. "Lets play a game...head's you win. Tails you lose."

Ted still looked dumbfounded. "Lose what..?"

I turned and looked at the woman out of the corner of my eye. She was trying to escape. "Oh no no..." I lowered the gun and blocked her path. "Your staying to play too...wouldn't want to spoil the fun...Now sit down!"

The woman nodded slowly sitting down. She had look of disgust on her face and was close to screaming. She must have seen my face.

I pointed the gun back at Ted, and flipped the coin in the air. Ted's eye fallowed the coin in the air.

Idiot.

I pulled the trigger and sent him falling backward.

"Who's next?" I turned on the other two. The began to cry shaking there heads in protest.

Just to shut them up I shot them in the head one shot each. That made them quite.

I knelt down and looked in the muggers pockets. Some spare bullets, a small pocket knife, and some money. Good I could use that.

I began to kill more innocent and guilty people just for fun. I was still looking for Batman...but I did this just to pass the time.

The news papers told about me...some ones was littering the ally ways with corpses and know one knew where he was. Even Batman was stumped on this one.

If he wouldn't come to me, I'd go to him.

I smirked if I caused enough chaos he was bound to find me.

I hope you like it.

Anyway I have an idea for the Joker post DK. A sorta child hood story for him and how he got his scars...should I write it?