PsykoReaper: What people want to see in a new season, new villains, and I am here to bring them to ya, I know Nightfall is a long way and Azrael has not been introduced yet, but whatever, BATMAN WILL BE BROKEN!!!

Carmine Falcone looked outside the window to his office, looking at the grey morning sky of Gotham, then, a knock was heard. He turned around and called for the person to come in. In came one of his lackeys, having a grim yet scared look.

"Um, boss…I…" said the man.

"Out with it, it has to do with Catwoman, doesn't it?" asked Carmine.

"Y-yes sir, she…" said the man.

"I know what she fuckin' did, she has been doin' this for two years!" growled Carmine.

"Sorry, sir," said the man.

"Don't give me any of that bullshit either, cause I don't wanna hear it!" yelled Carmine, "What we need is someone who can think like a fuckin' criminal, someone who is already in the shit and someone who can make a person squeal in terror with his own mental abilities!"

"Who are you thinking of, sir?" asked the man.

"The man, he is a bouncer and owner of a bar in downtown Gotham, they say the guy can kill a body builder with his bare hands, and they say he has the strength that can crush Hercules like a fly," said Carmine.

"Shall we go get him?" asked the man.

"I am surrounded by fuckin' idiots!" groaned Carmine, "What do you think, dumbshit, get that man over here!"

"How will we know it's him?" asked the man.

"Trust me, this guy is supposed to be a giant!" laughed Carmine.

At the Gordon House, Jim Gordon was eating toast and pancakes, reading the newspaper. He then heard footsteps and saw Barbara with her school uniform and gear, ready for school.

"Are you going to be late tonight again, can't that Grayson kid learn math faster?" joked Gordon.

"I think he has a major dyslexia for math, besides, somebody is gonna have to teach him, he doesn't do schoolwork very well and he usually is swamped with homework," said Barbara.

"Doesn't Wayne have a tutor for him?" asked Gordon.

"That is where I come in, dad!" laughed Barbara.

"True, you are smartest in your class," said Gordon.

"And don't you forget it, dad, I'll see you when I get back," said Barbara as she left the house.

A car stopped in front of a wedged-together bar with a neon sign called "The Bane of Earth," on the front of it. When the car parked, five men exited the car and entered the bar.

Inside the bar was a vagrant at the corner and a large behemoth at the bar with a bartender serving him.

The behemoth was tall, about 8'11 feet tall, possibly the tallest alive. He head light dark skin full of terrible scars that sink into his skin. He was skinny, yet his muscles looked hard and sturdy, possibly able to deflect bullets. He wore a black wife beater shirt, black leather pants with a belt with a skull'n'crossbones for the belt handle. He also wore large black boots, black fingerless gloves, and finally, a black leather mask with a spiked collar, a zipper in the mouth area, and red goggles built on it. A scary white marking was on the face of the mask, making the man look like a demon. On his belt, were rows of needles filled with green liquid.

He was holding a large beer glass that was full of what seemed to be Vodka, yet was nowhere near drunk, and beside him were two bottles of the stuff, bone dry.

Two of the five men then walked to him, afraid of what may come to pass if they say the wrong words…

"Are you…Bane?" asked one of the men.

Bane did not answer; he just took another sip of his glass full of Vodka.

"Well, are boss, Carmine Falcone…wishes to hire you for a job…" said the man.

Bane took another sip of his Vodka, drinking it all.

"He will pay handsomely for your services, and…"

Bane got up and walked to the jukebox, with Vodka in hand, and turned it to a heavy metal song.

"Listen, ya stupid thug!" growled the other man, "You better do what we say, cause when we are through here, your place is gonna be nothin' but a pile of rubble if you…"

Before he could finish, Bane grabbed the jukebox and smashed it on the guy, crushing him and staining the blood on the floor, with his body nothing but mush. The guy that tried to talk to Bane tried to run, but Bane smashed his glass on the jukebox, grabbed a shard and threw it at the guy, shooting right through the man's stomach and hitting a whiskey glass on the bar. The three men drew their guns, but Bane jumped and crushed one of the men with his boots. Bane grabbed one of the men's throats and crushed his neck. He grabbed the final guy and slammed his head on the bar counter, hurting him, but keeping him alive.

"What does he want!?" growled Bane.

"He wishes to speak to you, and no one else to relay the message," said the man.

Bane put pressure on the man's head.

"How much?" asked Bane.

"I…I am not suppose to tell…" said the man.

"How much and who is it!?" growled Bane, putting more pressure on the man's skull.

"His name is Carmine Falcone, you can find him at his office, and he is offering you one million!" shrieked the man as fast as he can.

Bane stopped putting pressure, thinking about the offer, then crushing the man's skull on the table, shooting out a faucet of blood on the table, making a gory line.

Bane got up and started to walk out of the bar.

"Watch the place for me, Marv," said Bane.

"Yeah, sure," said the bartender, who was Marv.

After school, Barbara rode a bike to Wayne Manor, getting there in about thirty minutes. She parked her bike and knocked on the door. Opening the door was the amazing butler and father-figure, Alfred.

"Ah, Miss Gordon, nice to see you again," said Alfred with a smile.

"You too, Alfred, where is Bruce and Dick?" asked Barbara.

"They are both training in the dojo," said Alfred.

"Thanks Alfred," said Barbara, she then walked into the mansion and entered a hall.

She heard sounds that you usually hear when two people are fighting physically. She entered the dojo and saw Bruce slamming Dick onto the ground. Bruce grabbed Dick's hand and pulled him up.

"You did well, Dick, very well," said Bruce with a smile.

"I was still defeated," groaned Dick, looking at the ground.

"Dick, how many times do I have to tell you, when we lose, we gain experience, to fight another day," said Bruce.

"You might be right," said Dick.

"Well, I don't know about might, but it's a start," said Bruce, he then turned and saw Barbara.

"Barbara, good to see you, I need you to spare with Dick, I need to check the computer," said Bruce.

"No problem," said Barbara.

"Ummm, Bruce…I can't…she's a…" said Dick.

"Girl, and why would that make a difference?" asked Bruce.

"Well…um," said Dick, blushing.

"He's stalling!" teased Barbara.

"No, I am not, you wanna fight, then fine!" growled Dick.

A few minutes later, Barbara came out in some sparing clothes and stood in front of Dick. He rushed at her, and she used his own weight against him and made him fall to the ground.

"Come on, Dick, you hardly even hit me!" laughed Barbara.

Dick jumped up and attempted to kick Barbara, but she held up her arm in defense and blocked the blow. She then pushed the leg away and threw Dick onto the ground. Dick quickly got up and did rushing blows at her, all of which she blocked.

"Is that it?" taunted Barbara.

Dick then finally got a blow, one hard one across the face, sending Barbara on the floor.
"Barbara, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you hurt?" quickly apologized Dick.

Barbara held herself up with a single arm; she rubbed her face with the other one.

"No…" said Barbara, she then smiled, "But…this will!"

She then kicked Dick into the crotch, making him yelp in pain and fall to the ground. Barbara quickly got up and pinned him to the ground.

"You cheated!" yelled Dick.

"It's called Krav Maga, there are no rules, you fight to win," said Barbara.

"The Joker uses that type of fighting!" growled Dick.

"Yeah, so?" taunted Barbara.

They then saw Bruce enter the dojo.

"Alright, that is enough training, it is time we get our suits ready, we have to patrol the city," said Bruce.

"Alright, just as long as no one 'cheats'!" taunted Barbara.

"I consider it cheating when you are sparing," growled Dick.

Bane entered the office, ducking of course, and saw Carmine Falcone sitting at his chair.

"Ah, good to see ya, you are as big as they say, almost nine feet!" laughed Carmine.

Bane sat down in the chair in front of the desk, and was silently waiting for Carmine's job.

"I need you to go after someone who has been stealing from my banks and crush the miserable life out of!" said Carmine.

"And?" asked Bane.

"You get one million dollars," said Carmine with a laugh.

"Hm…sorry, not my fee, it's fifteen million," said Bane.

"Come on, I am getting broke here, any more money she takes, I am gonna have to take up prostitution!" groaned Carmine.

Bane got up and started to walk towards the door. "Not my problem," said Bane, he opened the door.

"What about Batman?" asked Carmine, trying to keep his mercenary. Bane stopped, he then turned his head to Carmine.

"What about Batman?" asked Bane.

"Well, he is in cahoots with the bitch, he will show if you try to finish the job, and I have heard how much you have been looking for Batman!" said Carmine, in higher spirits, determined he will get his man. Bane then sat down the chair and looked at Carmine.

"If Batman is involved, then it's free," said Bane.

"Are you serious?" laughed Carmine. "Dead," said Bane.

"Ah, yes, thanks, you have…no idea how much this means to me, friend!" laughed Carmine.

"I'm sure," growled Bane.

…FIVE HOURS LATER…

At the night, Catwoman climbed through the window of the bank and knocked both the guards guarding the vault with a spinning kick. She looked around, confused.

"Huh, I thought this would be easy," said Catwoman.

She touched the dial; she held her ear up and heard it was unlocked. "Ok, a little bit too easy, did Carmine give up?" asked Catwoman.

She then opened the vault, staring at awe of the killing monster Bane. "So, makin' a deposit?" asked Bane.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Catwoman.

"I am the bane of humanity," introduced Bane, "Now, where is the Batman?"

"I don't have to tell you anything!" laughed Catwoman; she then grabs her whip and cracks it at Bane's face. It did nothing to the behemoth and he punched her in the stomach, sending her at the wall.

When she got up, she coughed out blood. "Where…is…Batman?" asked Bane again.

"Fuck you, I am not tellin'!" growled Catwoman. Bane grabbed a pillar and ripped it out, he held it over his head, aiming at Catwoman.

"Now?" asked Bane.

"Like I said, I ain't telling you anything!" hissed Catwoman.

Bane was about to throw it at Catwoman, but a batarang rope wrapped around his legs and made him trip backwards, making the pillar fall on him.

Catwoman looked to see Batman, standing next to her with Batgirl and Robin. "Hey, if it ain't the heroes," laughed Catwoman.

"Get out, he's after you," said Batman. "I don't think it is me he's after, Batman," said Catwoman.

Bane pushed off the pillar like it was nothing. He got up and glared at Batman. "Batman…you don't know how long I have been searching for you!" growled Bane.

"Why?" asked Robin. "I was asking Batman, not you," said Bane.

Robin got angry at Bane's disrespect and ran at him, only to be slapped in the face, sending him to the front doors when they were all in the vault, knocking him out.

"Robin!" yelled Batgirl. When she attempted to go and help Robin, she was grabbed by the hair and slammed to the ground by Bane, knocking the wind out of her.

Bane raised his foot to crush her, but Batman threw a black egg and black goo smeared all over Bane's goggles. Bane removed the goo with his hands and grabbed Batman and threw him up, going through the roof and landing on it.

"That's it, no one messes with my man!" yelled Catwoman, and she kicks Bane in the groin. Bane lets out a small grunt and punches Catwoman in the stomach, and knocks her at the wall, knocking her out.

The rain fell from the open hole, dropping onto the floor.

Bane looks up, then feels extremely tired, almost falling to the ground. He grabs one of his needles and sticks it on his neck. He pushes into it and suddenly feels brand new, regaining his strength. He drops the needle and stomps on it, crushing it to pieces.

Batman got up, and saw Bane crash through the ceiling and landing next to him. Batman looked to see the raindrops fall onto Bane, making him look like a demonic spirit.

"I am gonna break you!" growled Bane.

"Try it!" growled Batman.

As the two fought, it was obvious Batman had not fought this foe before; he was a completely new enemy. Batman attempted to punch Bane, but the blows did nothing against him, but Bane's attacks caused much damage.

Finally, Bane punched Batman across the face, sending him near the edge. Bane grabs Batman with both hands…

"…I…"

He raises him over the sky, high in the sky…

"…Will…"

He then falls on his knee, all the while, slamming Batman down, with his back hitting the Bane's leg…

SNAP!

"BREAK YOU!!!"

Batman roared in pain as he felt a grand amount of pain felt throughout his body, hurting him, immobilizing him.

Bane dropped Batman on the ground, lying there…

"I…cannot…move…"

"I win…" hissed Bane, he then walked away and jumped off the building, leaving the area…

Batman, as he was dazed, he could not see, yet was conscious enough to hear voices…

"Batman...BATMAN!!"

"Oh my god, why won't he answer!"

"I…I don't know…"

"Why isn't he responding?"
"I DON'T KNOW!!!"

"Robin, calm down!"

"What do we do, what do we do!?"

"We have to get him to the hospital!"

"No, we can't!"

"He's gonna die if we don't!"

"He had a plan for this; we have to go to Washington Street!"

"You mean that small clinic, what will that do!?"

"Trust me…someone there could…"

That was all Batman heard before he fazed out again…

Bruce woke up in a hospital bed. His instincts told him to get out as quick as he can, but the pain from his back made him growl in pain and fall on the bed.

Then, an old woman wearing a doctor's uniform and glasses came in. She had a strict yet caring face, and eyes that could see truth hiding behind the false statements.

"Leslie, what happened?" asked Bruce.

"Bruce, I told you what would happen if you kept on wearing a mask around town and playing Coppers and Robbers," said Leslie Thompkins.

"What happened?" asked Bruce again.

"You…broke your back, Dick told me everything, how you fought that monster and whatever he did, must have injured you," said Leslie.

"How severe?" asked Bruce.

"Bad, but not paralyzing, I was able to help in a few parts, but the pain will restrict you greatly, I am afraid that it's over Bruce, you can't play anymore," said Leslie.

"You…can't be serious…" said Bruce, feeling a great pain, not from his back, but from his soul.

"I am sorry, Bruce, it is over, you don't need crutches or a wheelchair, but your fighting is hindered, Dick and Alfred can take you home, Barbara is here as well, I suggest you rest," said Leslie.

"How can I rest when I cannot save Gotham?" asked Bruce.

"Stop, Bruce, it's over, no one can save something truly, Gotham…it's like your back, there is no way, in my power, one can fix it," said Leslie.

Bruce looked at the floor of the limo as Alfred drove the car and Barbara and Dick looked at him from the other side.

"Bruce…please say something…I can't have you so unresponsive," pleaded Dick.

Bruce stayed silent.

"Master Wayne, please, it is not the end of the world, it is just your time to step down," said Alfred.

Bruce stayed silent; a tear fell from his eyes, down his cheek, and onto the floor.

Bane laid on his bed, sleeping. He got up, and looked to his right, seeing a figure sitting on the chair.

"Well, well, well, I heard some guy broke the bat," said the figure.

"Who are you?" asked Bane.

The figure stepped out of the shadows and revealed the Joker, with an angry face, a face that looked like he was mad at Bane.

"Ah, you!" laughed Bane.

"That was some real stupid shit you pulled!" growled the Joker.

"Don't get your panties in a knot, I left him alive," said Bane.

"I have to say…that was the most unfunny joke…I have heard…in my life!" growled the Joker.

"Calm down, you can still get Robin and the Batbitch," said Bane.

"Hm, you might be right, but it ain't as fun as killing Batman, and you denied me that," said the Joker in a hateful tone.

"What are you gonna do about it?" asked Bane.

"I can fill this room full of my gas, no pun intended, and only I can survive it," said the Joker, "You just better hope Batman get's back up on his feet…"

The Joker then left the room, Bane scoffed at the Joker and laid back on the bed…

…FIVE DAYS LATER…

Bruce looked out the window, raining, in pure sadness. He wondered why the city kept on raining, why it kept on weeping.

Alfred entered the room and gave Bruce a tray full of biscuits. "Master Wayne…I know that…" said Alfred, but he could not finish, he had nothing to say.

As all this happened, Dick watched it all, his fist shook with anger. "Dick?" asked a voice, he looked to see Barbara.

"Barbara, what do we do?" asked Dick. "You were in this job the longest, what do you think?" asked Barbara.

"You are the better fighter, what do you think?" asked Dick.

"I don't know, you?" asked Barbara. "We find Bane, and make him pay…" growled Dick.

"You know, Bruce may not approve," said Barbara, agreeing with Dick, "But I agree, that monster has to pay!"

"Then what are we waiting for?" asked Dick, they then ran to the cave.

Bruce watched as the Batcycle and Robin's Bike rode through to the city, looking for revenge. "Master Wayne, someone is here to see you," said Alfred from the door.

Bruce looked to see Selina Kyle, the alter ego of Catwoman. "Hello, can I help you?" asked Bruce, pretending he does not know her.

"Save it, Bats, I know it's you," said Selina as she walked over to him. She knelt over at the right and held his hand.

"I am so sorry, it feels like it is my fault, I even quit being a vigilante because of it all," said Selina. "It isn't, it's my fault, it's my fault that I didn't plan the whole thing before engaging," said Bruce.

"What do you mean?" asked Selina. "He is using a serum, called Venom, Leslie told me about it once, it was used on a prisoner in Santa Prisca, a prison in Mexico, and he escaped, it gives the user a great boost, but gives them a dependency to it, if I can isolate it from him, I…" said Bruce, remembering he can't do anything, "Someone should be able to beat him…"

"That simple, how long does it wear off?" asked Selina. "Five hours," said Bruce.

"Yeah, but he has a belt full of the stuff, you can't fight someone forever…" said Selina.

Bruce thought of that sentence, remembering his fight with the Joker oh so long ago, like as if it was just yesterday…

A ring came to the door; Alfred answered it and saw an old oriental man wearing a robe and a bandage over his forehead.

"I wish to see the Batman," said the old man.

Alfred was shocked at this, but nodded and let him in.

At the bar, Bane drank from a bottle of vodka, already drinking two of the bottles. He heard the door open and saw Robin and Batgirl.

"Hm, if it isn't the dynamic duo," joked Bane. "Are you ready to pay for what you did to Batman?" growled Robin.

"No," taunted Bane. Robin ran at Bane, swinging his bo staff at him. Batgirl ran at him, kicking at him.

Bane only sat there as the staff and foot hit his back. He got up and faced the two teenagers.

-______________________________________________________________________-
"So, Bruce, what about…us?" asked Selina.

"…Us?" asked Bruce. "Come on, you didn't think I committed crimes just for fun, did ya?" asked Selina.

"We can't do anything, we cannot get involved…" said Bruce.

Selina ignored him, stood up and turned his head with her hand, kissing him long and hard. She let go and pleaded, "Please, let me know you…"

Bruce looked at her, and put his hand on her cheek and rubbed it, showing a newfound affection. They heard the door open, they stopped kissing and looked to reveal the old man and Alfred, standing in front of the door.

"Alfred, who is this?" asked Bruce.

"He knows, I didn't tell him, but he knows," said Alfred. The old man walked to Bruce and looked him in the eye.

"Who are you?" asked Bruce. "I am a man of no name, but many call me…Spellbinder," said the man.

"Why?" asked Selina. "I do not know," said Spellbinder.

He then stood in front of Bruce and sat with his legs crossed on the floor.

"Please, Catwoman, leave us, I wish to mend Batman's mind," said Spellbinder.

Selina didn't understand, but she nodded, and she left with Alfred next to her.

Robin was slammed to the wall by Bane. As Bane was about to punch him, he was hit by a batarang. Bane laughed and grabbed Barbara's throat.

"You cannot mess with me!" growled Bane.

He then threw her at Robin. Knocking them both on the ground.

"What do you want?" asked Bruce.

"Clear your mind, look at my forehead," said Spellbinder, Bruce did so.

Spellbinder removed his bandage, revealing a slit on his forehead.

"What is that?" asked Bruce.

"A portal to the mind," said Spellbinder.

Suddenly, the slit opened and revealed a yellow eye with a black swirl. Bruce suddenly found himself in a black void…

"Where…am I?"

"In your mind…"

"I think I was here before…"

"Yes, when Bane broke your back, that is how I found you…"

"Found me?"

"Yes, Bruce Wayne…you are intoned to the mind, I can see that, and I can enter one's mind and heal them, making the brain use its inert powers heal the body…"

"This is crazy…"

"Crazy is fighting clowns, clay, and story-book characters on a daily basis, but what is really crazy…is giving up…"

"I am not giving up…"

"You already have, laying on a slump, waiting to die…but do you want Robin and Batgirl to die?"

"No!"

"Then we will train the mind, to heal, to heal, to heal…"

…FIVE MINUTES LATER…

Batgirl and Robin laid on the floor, bleeding and bruised. Bane put his foot on Robin's back. "You think you punks could defeat me, I am stronger, both intellectually and physically, I am Bane!" he laughed.

"And you are a criminal," said a voice that sound incredibly familiar, causing Bane's spine to chill.

Bane looked behind him and saw a sight that made him say, "Impossible." He saw Batman, standing at the door.

"Batman?" asked Batgirl, she then remembered his disability, "Batman, get out of here!"

Batman jumped up and kicked Bane in the face, this made him stumble backwards, as he did this; Batman quickly grabbed the belt and took it away. He then dropped it into the ground and stomped on it, leaving a single needle untouched.

Bane quickly grabbed the last needle and put it to his neck, pumping it into him. Bane roared and his muscles grew to large sizes. He growled at Batman in pure beastly hate.

He ran at Batman and punched him, sending him through the other wall and landing in a women's dressing room.

The women ran in fear as Bane walked into the room.

"I…BREAK…YOU!!!" growled Bane.

Bane chased Batman through the store, which was a women's clothing store. Batman dodged all the blows from Bane, which has slowed down due to the muscles.

Batman was knocked down on the floor, Bane ripped a counter off the floor, he lifted it up in the air, suddenly, the muscles decreased and returned to their normal state.

Bane was depleted of superhuman strength and could not lift the large counter, he fell and the counter fell on him, defeating him.

Batman walked to Bane, who was semi-conscious.

"How?" asked Bane.

"I don't give up," said Batman, he then walked back into the bar.

Batman helped Batgirl and Robin up.

"But…how?" asked Robin.

"I'll fill you in later, it is about time we go home, don't you agree?" asked Batman.

"I agree, but Barba…I mean, Batgirl, how are you going to explain the bruises?" asked Robin.

"Well, a few days ago, I told him I was tutoring you in martial arts, and I can say you made progress!" laughed Batgirl.

"Really?" asked Robin.

"I will be lying of course," said Batgirl. Robin only let out a smile.

"Bane is not a good choice; we will choose someone else…"

"I think it is time we…reveal ourselves to the Bat; I think he deserves to…know…"

PsykoReaper: Sorry for being long, it was a FUN episode! Sorry if you hate the idea of Spellbinder being a good guy, but it IS just one Spellbinder…there maybe more…