PsykoReaper: Muahahahahahahaaa! I bring you the fourth chapter of Batman: Day and Night.
Bruce Wayne sits at his balcony, reading the news.
He laughs when he reads his interview, as it showed his taste in women and Vicki Vale praising him for being, as quoted, "an outstanding human being, completely honest!"
He then read another about the explosion and that the police are investigating the hidden stairs, but have found no leads.
Bruce knew why, it's like a maze down in the sewers; you can actually die of starvation down there trying to find a way out.
Besides, he knows that the Joker does not stay in the sewers; he goes to different places in Gotham and uses that place as his temporary base, sometimes using the same one twice.
He then reads another article revealing a bank has been robbed by an unknown assailant; it was a mob bank, owned by Carmine Falcone.
Bruce knew that the mob will attempt to do something about this, somehow...
An old man wearing a white suit and had a pencil moustache looked out of the window of his office, there was a knock on the door of his office.
"Come in," he said.
A muscular man with sunglasses and a black suit came in. "Carmine Falcone, are you all right?" asked the man.
"What do you think, my bank has been robbed and the video footage doesn't even know who it is!" yelled Carmine.
"Well, you own twelve more banks in Gotham, maybe the assailant will go after one of those other ones, she stole from three already," said the man.
"Alright, tell the men to up the security in the banks, I want to catch the person responsible for this shit," said Carmine.
"Very well, sir," said the man, he then left the room.
Batman worked in his computer in his cave hideout, Alfred came in with a tray with a cup of coffee on it. "Are you all right, Master Wayne?" asked Alfred.
"One of Carmine's banks has been robbed," said Batman. "So, what? He is one of your enemies," said Alfred.
"Yeah, but the assailant robbed ten banks, three of them owned by Carmine, whoever this is, I have to stop him," said Batman.
"Yes, is there...something else?" asked Alfred.
"Yeah, the mob doesn't like it when their banks are robbed, they will do something about it," said Batman. He then got up and walked towards the garage.
"Where are you going?" asked Alfred.
"I have put trackers on all the banks of Gotham, even ones owned by the mob, if one of them goes off, tell me," said Batman.
After he had put all the trackers in the banks, Batman drove through the city, he then heard a beep in his comlink.
"Master Wayne, there is a robbery in Russell Street in Northern Gotham," said Alfred. "That one is owned by Carmine," Batman said to himself.
He then drove faster to the northern district.
He stopped his bike in front of the bank, the door was open, but the alarm to the bank was not going off.
Whoever this thief is, he is good, he has resources.
Batman entered the bank to find two knocked out guards. He looked to see that the lasers had mirrors pointing to different directions, really good. He crossed through the hallway and came to a vault, with a small figure trying to open the safe.
"End of the rope," said Batman. The figure looked at him, the door then opened, revealing light. It revealed that the thief was not a man, but a woman.
She wore a black leather sleeveless vest with fake white fur around the armholes, black leather pants with boots connected to them, black gloves with claws on the fingers, a whip tied to her belt, and a mask that resembled a cat covering the top half of her face. She had red lips, hazel eyes, and black chin length hair coming out of the back of her mask.
"So, you are Batman," she giggled.
"And...who may you be?" asked Batman.
"The name's Catwoman, and if you are here to stop me," she then threw a bomb, which exploded a smokey mist. Batman could not see, but he knew which way to go.
He entered the vault, and saw Catwoman putting money into a burlap sack. "You do know the mob will get angry with you," growled Batman.
She turned around in suprise. "How did you? Never mind, listen, I steal from Carmine for fun, I want to see the look in his face when all his, and his allies' money is gone," said Catwoman.
She then tried to kick Batman, but he held his arm in defense and blocked it. She then jumped behind Batman and pulled out her whip. Batman turned around and Catwoman lashed at Batman with her whip.
Batman used his arm to let the whip constrict him, he then pulled the whip and made Catwoman tumble towards him, and he then punched her in the stomach.
She fell on the floor, she then looked at Batman. She then kicked him in the groin, making Batman fall on the ground. Catwoman then got up and put her boot on Batman's neck.
Like men, they are weak under the belt, life's a bitch, now so am I," said Catwoman as she smiled. Batman then kicked her bottom, making her tumble down in surprise; Batman got up and put his foot on her chest.
"Didn't your mother tell you how to handle a lady?" asked Catwoman, she then grabbed his foot and twisted it, making him fall on the ground.
They then heard footsteps and saw a guard. "Hey, you!" yelled the guard as he pulled out a gun.
Batman got up and knocked Catwoman on her back. He then pulled out a batarang and threw it at the guard, hitting his hand, making him lose his gun.
Catwoman then got up and lashed the guard in the face with her whip, making the guard fall and hit his head on the door, knocking him unconscious.
"Thanks for saving me," said Catwoman.
"I don't want blood on this mission," said Batman.
"You talk like a marine, if you are going to stop me, then you should know about the alarm that's right behind me," said Catwoman with a smile.
She then pulled the lever and the alarm went off. She then kicked Batman in the stomach and ran out of the vault, Batman ran after her.
He got outside and saw she was gone already. He then heard speeding cars, probably the mob.
He got on his cycle and drove out of the crime scene.
"Master Wayne, did you catch the man?" asked Alfred.
"No, and it wasn't a man, it was a woman," said Batman.
"A...woman?" asked Alfred. "Yes, but I have to concentrate on driving right now," said Batman. "Very well, we will talk when you get back," said Alfred, the comlink then turned off.
The next morning, Carmine sat at his desk, angry and ashamed. The man came in. "Sir, are you alright?" asked the man, he was then hit in the head with a vase, he held on his bleeding head.
"ARE YOU FUCKIN' RETARDED!?!? You said there would be more security, but it was not enough!" yelled Carmine, he then sighed and put his two fingers on the bridge of his nose, "That is why, I sent my men on a trip to Arkham…"
"What do you mean, sir?" asked the man. Some men came in with a canister with a light orange-colored clay. The man looked at the clay, he then saw a pair of glaring yellow eyes look at him, and he stepped back in fear.
"Sir, you can't suggest we use Clayface, do you?" asked the man.
"Of course I do, you stupid horse-ass, he is probably the best assassin ever!" yelled Carmine.
"But...he is unstable and incredibly insane, he will kill us when he gets the chance," said the man.
"Release him," said Carmine, ignoring the man's pleads. The men opened the canister, after a few minutes, the clay climbed out of the canister and formed on the floor. Clayface looked like a 10 foot ball of light orange-colored clay with fat arms, legs, and a squat head with yellow eyes and a few square teeth showing.
"AAAAAH!!! I am finally free from that place, and I am so...hungry!" growled Clayface.
"Help yourself with that one," said Carmine pointing at the man.
"WAIT, WHAT!?!?!" yelled the man.
Clayface grabbed the man and ate him.
"AHAHA!!! That was yummy, I hadn't had human in a long, long, while!" laughed Clayface.
"Now that we fed you, how about you work for us for a while," said Carmine.
"Eeeargh! What would you give me for my work?" asked Clayface.
"How about 10,000 dollars?" asked Carmine.
"No, I don't care about money!" growled Clayface.
"Then, what DO you want?" asked Carmine.
"I want...fooooooood! Humans, they taste so...JUICY!!" laughed Clayface.
"How many?" asked Carmine.
"A bus full!" laughed Clayface.
"Very well, I think I can arrange that," said Carmine. "Heheheheh! Who do I have to kill?" asked Clayface.
"My banks have been gettin' robbed by some cat-broad, is there a way you can find out where to find the bitch?" asked Clayface.
"Yeah, I'll leave a piece of myself at each one of your 'unstolen' banks and I will know which one she is at!" laughed Clayface, he then held out his hand, and a piece of his clay was hanging from his palm with another yellow eye, he then pulled it back in.
"Very good, you don't disappoint, do you, Clayface?" asked Carmine.
"Well, I have to pay you back for getting me out of Arkham, now, I get to kill again, and I thank you, but if it is a waste of my time, I will eat you too," said Clayface, he then turned into a puddle and went into one of the floor vents
Carmine let out a small chuckle. "This is going to be good," laughed Carmine.
Bruce sat at the dining room, eating his food in a fast pace. "Now, now, Master Wayne, no need to become a hog in the table!" laughed Alfred.
"Sorry, Alfred, I just need to finish quickly and catch Catwoman," said Bruce.
"It's eleven o'clock in the morning, Master Wayne, I don't think she would rob a bank that quickly," laughed Alfred.
"Yeah, but I have to make sure," said Bruce.
"Is there, anything else about this Catwoman?" asked Alfred.
"N-no," said an unsure Bruce.
"I know that expression Bruce, that time you had that crush on that girl when you were in the third grade," laughed Alfred.
"It's different, she's a criminal, she has to be stopped," said Bruce.
"I am sure, Master Wayne, I am sure," said Alfred as he took Bruce's plate away when he finished. He heard the phone rang, he then heard Alfred answering it. "Master Wayne, Ms. Vale is on the phone," said Alfred.
Bruce got up and grabbed the phone from Alfred.
"Hello?" asked Bruce.
"Oh, hi Bruce," said Vicki.
"Hey, how are you?" asked Bruce.
"Fine, do you have any plans tonight?" asked Vicki
"Well, actually...a matter of fact, I don't, Vicki, how about we meet at Mario's, at eight-thirty?" asked Bruce.
"Oh, that sounds wonderful, see you there!" said Vicki.
"Alright, bye," said Bruce.
"See ya," said Vicki.
Bruce hung up the phone, and walked to the library.
"Please don't tell me you are going on a date," groaned Alfred.
"What's wrong with that?" asked Bruce.
"Aren't you going to try and apprehend Catwoman tonight?" asked Alfred.
"I can multi-task," said Bruce with a smile. Alfred let out a sigh. "Very well, if you say so," he said.
It was seven o'clock, and Batman paced back and forth from the Batcave waiting for an alarm. Alfred then came back down to see how he was. "You should have suggested tomorrow night, Bruce," said Alfred with a smile.
"Not now, Alfred, if she doesn't hurry..." growled Batman.
"Don't worry, Master Wayne, it's only seven," said Alfred. Then, the alarm went off. "Finally," growled Batman.
He raced to the garage and got on the Batcycle. He then drove it out of the Batcave.
He drove to the bank Catwoman robbed; he parked it and raced in. He saw Catwoman putting up the mirrors, she then looked to see Batman, she smiled.
"Hello, Batman," she said. "Don't you have better things to do?" asked Batman.
They then saw a security guard at the door, smiling at them. "Hello," said the security guard.
"Well, hello," said Catwoman as she walked to him, she then drew her whip and whipped him across the face. But, the whip got stuck on his face, as if by glue. "What the hell!" growled Catwoman.
The security guard then transformed into Clayface. "HAHAHAHAHA!! I am Clayface, and I am going to EAT YOU!!!" laughed Clayface.
He then grabbed Catwoman's arm with his elastic arm and hanged her an inch from his mouth.
Batman threw a batarang at Clayface's arm, it got stuck in it. It started to beep, it then exploded, separating Clayface from his arm and blasting it away from him. The arm dropped, Catwoman got free and ran to Batman.
"What the hell is that?" asked Catwoman. "He's Clayface, a factory worker named Basil Karlo that fell into a batch of toxic waste, bloating him up and turning him into living clay," said Batman.
"Enough talk! I am angry!" roared Clayface; he then put his arm back in place.
"What do we do?" asked Catwoman.
"We run, we are no challenge to Clayface here," said Batman.
They ran past Clayface, he turned around and roared, he then ran after them. They got outside with the Batcycle in front of the steps.
"Come on, we can take my ride," said Batman. "That's your bike, its awesome!" yelled Catwoman as Batman got on it.
"Come on!" yelled Batman. She got on behind Batman, holding him. Batman drove the cycle away from the bank, but after a few feet, Clayface jumped in front of them.
Batman tried to dodge Clayface, and he did, but the Batcycle fell on it's side.
They both got up to see Clayface walking towards them. "What do you want, Clayface!" yelled Batman.
"I want the pretty lady, I have to eat her, or I go back to Arkham, I can't go back!" yelled Clayface.
"Why?" asked Catwoman. Clayface stopped and looked at the ground. "I cannot say, he will punish me," said Clayface.
"What?" asked Batman in confusion. Clayface then growled at them, not wanting to talk about it.
He then held out his hands and they extended to grab Catwoman and Batman, he held them close to his face.
"Hahahaha! I will now eat you BOTH!!" laughed Clayface.
Batman looked around, and saw Clayface was near a fire hydrant. Batman grabbed a batarang and hit the top of it, making water come from the top.
It sprinkled on Clayface; he shrieked in pain and dropped them. Batman and Catwoman got behind the fire hydrant.
Batman grabbed a trash bin and used it to deflect the water to Clayface. It hit him, making the clay become soggy and he started to melt. He finally turned into a puddle, with sad yellow eyes looking at the world.
The police finally came to the area in their cars; they brought a special vacuum pump to hold Clayface and sucked him in.
Batman turned to see that Catwoman was gone, possibly to her hideout, where ever it is. He turned to see Gordon walk towards him with a sly smile.
"Well, you sure can leave a mess," laughed Gordon.
"Not my problem, I have to go," said Batman as he picked his cycle from the ground. "Well, if you have to, Batman, I didn't get the chance to thank you, for saving my daughter," said Gordon.
"Don't mention it, really," said Batman, he then drove away.
Gordon saw a black car come in, out came Jonathan Crane. "Well, hello again, Commissioner," said Crane.
"Come to take your crap back to your toilet?" asked Gordon.
"Pretty much, I saw that you did not apprehend Batman," said Crane.
"Well, I guess it would be thanks for saving the town from one of YOUR escapees," said Gordon in a gruff tone.
"I guess that would be a good excuse to slack on the job," sighed Crane.
"Listen, Crane, I do a damn better job at my work than your job, got it?" growled Gordon.
"Now, now, no need to get angry, I will just take Basil...and leave," growled Crane.
He then grabbed the vacuum from the police officers when they were finished and put it in his car. He then drove away. "I really hate that man," growled Gordon.
Bruce was in his tuxedo, getting ready for his date, Alfred walked towards him. "What time is it?" asked Bruce
"Eight o'clock, only thirty minutes away," laugh Alfred.
"Seem I told you I could multi-task," said Bruce.
"Yes, what about Catwoman?" asked Alfred.
"She got away, but I am sure we will cross paths again," said Bruce.
"Well, you better hurry, you don't want to be late," laughed Alfred. Bruce walked outside and got in his limo; Alfred got on the front seat and drove the limo towards Gotham.
Meanwhile, a figure stood at a desk with pictures of Alice in Wonderland, he looked at all these pictures.
He slammed his fist onto the picture of the Mad Hatter.
"Where...are...you...Alice…"
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