A/N: A scene from The Dark Knight not that big of a spoiler. Also 'this' in the beginning of the chapter, and in the end, is the Scarecrow contemplating as he wonders around Jonathan's mind. Jonathan can't hear him, but also the Scarecrow doesn't know what's happening outside.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

Broken Wings

… My Jonathan…

Today I realized, that even crows had broken wings… but bats…

I slowly started to open my eyes. I looked around, and could see that it was already morning. Light was shining down from the outside to the open window I have left open. I didn't have an alarm clock let alone a watch. So it was pretty difficult to tell what time it was. I would presume it might be around ten in the morning.

Knock Knock

I looked to the door, and could tell someone was knocking. Not as loud like others, but just loud enough to know someone was there.

I got up from the bed, but when I stood up, my legs wobbled a bit. I tried to regain my balance but instead I took a sit on the edge of the bed. I placed both my hands on the bed, holding tightly on the covers. My head was throbbing from a huge migraine. I rubbed my temple, and closed my eyes for a second. When I was ready I made my way over to the soft knocking on my door. But before that I had placed my glasses back on, and adjusted them.

I opened the door to see no one was there, but on the floor I could see that there was a small, old looking T.V. With a small note placed on top of it. I was just surprised that the television wasn't stolen by the time I was able to open the door. I brought the T.V. in, and placed the note on the table. I plugged the T.V. to one of the unused electrical outlet. It gave a small little spark but nothing to dangerous.

I got up from my kneeling position on the floor, and made my way to the note that was on top of the T.V. I began to read the small note.

DeAr JoHnnY,

JuSt wAntED To giVe YoU A smalL LiTTle PreSenT.

P.s. TuNe InTO THE NeWs.

P.P.S. NeXt TIme YoU TrY To DreTeN Me AGAin I wILL MaKe SuRE ThaT YoU WiLL HaVE BiGGeR THIngS TO WoRRY BouT ThaN A BAT.

"… He spelled 'threaten' wrong."

But I wonder why he wanted me to tune into the news. I walked back over to the old T.V. and started scanning for the GCN news. After I found the right channel, I went over to the round table, and pulled my wooden chair out to sit on.

I watched on but I still don't know why the Joker wanted me to see on the T.V. they were only explaining the weather, (which by the way is always incorrect) and how other regions of the world was doing. Like anyone cares about the rest of the world. I rubbed at my throbbing head, and went to prepare some tea to try to calm down this migraine. A couple minutes pass, and I could still see nothing interesting on the news. "Well, the Joker is crazy." My tea was finally done, and I made my way to pour it into an empty clean cup, taking the saucer with me.

I once again took a seat on the chair I was occupying, and started taking small sips of my green tea. It relaxed me for a bit.

Then out of nowhere, there was a special broadcast being made, interrupting whatever else they were showing.

News Man: Beware the image is disturbing.

Joker: Tell them your name.

Fake Batman: Bri… an.

Joker: Are you the real Batman?

Brian: No.

Joker: No?

Brian: No.

Joker: No, heh heh then why do you dress up like him! Heh heh Uo ho ho ho hehehe!

Brian: He's a symbol. That we don't have to be afraid of scum like you.

Joker: Yeah, you do Brian. You really do! Yeaaahhh! Oh, shh shh shh shh shh. So, you think Batman's made Gotham a better place?

Brian: Ye… ah.

Joker: Look at me. LOOK AT ME! You see this is how crazy Batman's made Gotham. You want order in Gotham; Batman must take off his mask, and turn himself in. Oh, and every day he doesn't, people will die. Starting tonight, I'm a man of my word. Haha heehh hhaahaa!

Brian: Ahhh! Ahhhh!

The camera after that breaks off.

I was speechless at what has just occurred. I took a calmly sip of my tea, and finished it. For some reason, I felt quite calm. I kept the cup over my lips, trying to hide the undeniable smirk that was pulling from my lips. But to no avail.

… they are more human than I could have ever imagine…

A/N: Bat's really are more human than they are birds. Mostly because they don't carry feathers or organs specifically related to other birds. Bat's structures in their wings are the same as a human hand. *Source Wikipedia*

The inspiration for the title comes from the song of Tane Tomoko's "Broken Wings" It's a great song, and well, I needed something to work with.

Thanks to burekdober; for reviewing and the compliment.

pacochico11: Thanks for the review, and actually I'm trying to get done with the Dark Knight movie, so that I can add what I really want to add. Hopefully my story doesn't destroy itself (or I do), and I will try to keep things interesting for you. I will certainly continue this story, but sadly I have two others that are in need of my dire attention.

Thanks to all that have put me on alert, which really is quite wonderful to say the least. More reviews are very welcome; I care about your opinion of how I'm running this story so criticism is welcome.