PsykoReaper: Sorry for the hold-up, got writer's block, but now it's gone so let's GET IT ON!!!

During the night of the city, the Thresher chased the Joker's limo as it sped across the city. In the front wheel of the limo was the Joker himself, laughing maniacally.

Batman chased the Joker for the crime of blowing up a preschool, the Joker doing so probably for laughs.

"Batman, I think I can block him if he turns!" yelled Robin from the radio.

"I don't think that a motorcycle is going to stop the Joker, besides, he's gone from now without being caught, and I have a way of stopping him," replied Batman.

Batman pushed a button and a cord released from the front of the Thresher and punctured inside the limo. Batman quickly applied the brakes, causing the limo to abruptly stop.

The Joker quickly jumped out of the car, to be met with Robin on his bike.

"Sorry, bird-boy, but you won't be taking this little Joker to the asylum!" laughed the Joker. He then opened a manhole with his foot and jumped in.

Robin was about to jump in after him, but Batman stood in front of him.

"No, not in the sewers, Waylon has too much of an advantage down there," warned Batman.

"Fine, we'll get him next time!" groaned Robin, wanting to get payback at the Joker for scarring him the one time.

…THE NEXT DAY…

At the Wayne Manor, Onomatopoeia walked across the gravel road to it.

"Step…crunch…step…crunch…" he went as he walked. He then got to the door.

He then knocked on the door, opening it was Alfred; he was surprised to see this man there at his door.

"Knock, knock!" replied Onomatopoeia.

Later in the day, Dick looked out of the window in school as the teacher talked about the history of Iraq and about a legend of the Demon's Head. He was waiting for the day to be over; he looked over at Barbara, who was waiting for the same thing.

After school, Dick waited for Barbara to appear at the front doors, he then saw her walk to him and sighed.

"Where's Pamela?" asked Dick.

"She's 'tutoring' with Prof. Woodrue!" groaned Barbara.

"That guy is a freak, I can tell just by looking at the guy," replied Dick, "So, where to?"

"We can walk to the manor, a taxi isn't really that safe in the city anyway!" said Barbara with a kind tone.

As the walked, Barbara looked over at Dick, who was looking at the ground. "Dick, are you okay?"

"No, whenever I have a chance at the Joker, Bruce always holds me back," growled Dick.

"Dick, Killer Croc was probably waiting down there, the Joker always has a trump card, it's always been like that…" replied Barbara, concerned with Dick's hatred with the Joker.

"Don't you want to see that bastard die anyway?" asked Dick.

"Dick, I hope you didn't say that!" sighed Barbara, "Yes, I want to see him dead, he has caused too much evil, but we can't kill him, it would just make us as bad as he is…"

Then, Dick's cellphone went off; he looked to see it was Bruce. He then pushed the talk button and answered it. "Hello?"

"It's Bruce; I am coming to get you!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"I'll inform you when we get to the manor!"

The phone then hung up, he then looked at the phone and looked at it in confusion.

"I didn't even say where we were," let out Dick.

"He does have that cell phone tracker in his limo," replied Barbara.

They looked to see Bruce's limo park in front of them, the driver's window rolled down to reveal Bruce. "Get in," he ordered.

They finally got to the Wayne Manor, entering it quickly to find it in ruins, with a note on the ground.

"ALFRED!!!" yelled out Dick.

"He is not here, I checked," replied Bruce, he then knelt and grabbed the note, "He was kidnapped."

Dick grabbed the note and read it aloud to Barbara. On the note were magazine snippets, an ordinary ransom note.

"BRiNg uS 10,000,000 DoLLArS iN thE NEXT 10 HOuRs Or your BUTler will DIE a HoRRiBLE DEATH!!! yoU WILl fiNd US aT CApe CARmine NeAR WAreHOUse 34, BE TheRE AlonE!!!"

Dick dropped the note and ran to the library, entering the cave and grabbing his costume. Down came Bruce and Barbara, who also got their costumes. They all entered different changing pods, coming out in a few minutes, fully dressed as Batman, Batgirl, and Robin.

Batman and the others ran to the garage, Batman getting in the Thresher, Robin in his R-Cycle, and Batgirl in the Batcycle. They both drove out of the cave and to the roads.

"So, you know where this Warehouse 34 is?" asked Robin over the radio.

"Yes, it's not that hard to find, just look at the numbers!" answered Batman.
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They finally got to Warehouse 32; they stopped the vehicles and exited them. Batman then started to walk towards the building.

"Batman, I want to go with you!" yelled Robin.

"No, I can't drag anyone else into this!" ordered Batman.

"He's just a member of my family as he is to yours!" growled Robin.

Batman was silent, he then nodded. "You too, Batgirl…"

They entered the warehouse, as it was empty. Suddenly, they were knocked to the walls by an unknown force.

They looked to see Clayface in the light of the moon. "Basil, I thought you were in Arkham!" barked Batgirl as she got up.

"Nope, I was taken from that prison you put me in before Arkham!" sneered Clayface. He then raised his arm, turning into an axe, and swung it at them, with his arm extending. They moved out of the way, Robin grabbed a birdarang and threw it at Basil, but Clayface grabbed it and threw it back at Robin, causing an explosion near Robin's feet, sending him back at the wall, knocking the wind out of him.

He then grabbed both Batman and Batgirl, squeezing them greatly, attempting to crush them.

"There is no freezer here, Batman, what are ya gonna do now!?" laughed Clayface.

Batman reacted to this and, he grabbed his explosive batarang and threw it Clayface, impaling his arm. "What the fuck?" replied Clayface.

It then exploded and released Batman, dropping him to the ground. He got up and attempted to throw another at the other arm, but Clayface grabbed the batarang and threw it at Batman, exploding near his feet.

Batman jumped to the air and landed on his feet, glaring at Clayface.

"HEH HEH HA HA!!!" laughed Clayface, he then lifted Batgirl in the air and was about to eat her, but Batgirl grabbed a blue ball from her belt and threw it in Clayface's mouth.

Inside the clay monster, a explosion of water appeared in his stomach. It gushed from his mouth, causing him to become goopy and fall on the floor into a puddle of clay, letting go of Batgirl.

He then slid into a manhole and disappeared into the sewer.

Suddenly, they heard clapping, they looked to see Onomatopoeia standing at the entrance, but he was not clapping, yet a clapping noise could be heard.

Robin got up and approached the strange man. "Where's Alfred, I can tell you are a part of this!"

"Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum," said Onomatopoeia, copying Robin's heartbeat, in the exact same rate.

Robin then swung his staff at him, but Onomatopoeia ducked and pulled out a knife, stabbing Robin in the side.

Robin let out a gasp of pain. "Bum…bum…" hissed Onomatopoeia, going slower to scare the others.

"ROBIN!" yelled out Batgirl, she then grabbed a batarang and threw it at Onomatopoeia. He then released the knife from Robin's side and moved him in the way of the batarang, causing the batarang to stick onto Robin's back.

"GAH!!" let out Robin.

"Robin!" let out Batgirl.

Onomatopoeia then kicked Robin to the floor and pulled out his gun. As he shot at the two, them dodging his gunshots, he went "Bang!" every time he pulled the trigger.

They both hid behind a cargo vehicle, Onomatopoeia still shooting around for fun.

"What do we do, he's probably gonna kill Dick!" loudly whispered Batgirl to Batman.

Batman then pulled out a batarang and threw it at Onomatopoeia while still behind the vehicle. It hit Onomatopoeia's gun and made him drop it, he looked at it and said…

"Clank…"

Robin then did a sweeping kick at Onomatopoeia's legs, making him fall on the ground. Robin got up and put the end of his staff on Onomatopoeia's forehead.

"Where is Alfred?" ordered Robin.

Onomatopoeia was silent. Batman and Batgirl walked over to Robin, standing beside him.

"TALK!" ordered Robin.

"He cannot talk normally, only say Onomatopoeias…"

They looked to see two figures at the entrance. They then walked into the warehouse, revealing them fully.

One was wearing a red and silver suit, grey boots, silver gloves, a large sniper gun strapped to his back, a black belt with five different types of guns with each type having a copy of another, making ten, and a silver mask which revealed his eyes, one of which was replaced with what looked like a small scope. His eyes screamed determination and a cold heart.

The other was wearing a brown trench coat, a black vest with red outlines and a red symbol of a circle with an H in it, black pants, black boots, a brown belt full of red packs, brown fingerless gloves, two guns strapped to his belt, and his face was covered by white bandages, with his icy blue eyes revealing themselves. He had a strong chin and cold glare.

"Who are you?" asked Batman.

"Hush, that's the name," the man in the brown trench coat said, "And my associate is named Deadshot…"

"Yo!" replied Deadshot, "I'll be killing you today!"

"Why did you take Alfred?" asked Batman. "And answer quickly!" growled Robin, turning his attention to Hush and Deadshot.

"Kids should learn to let the adults talk, pipsqueak!" sneered Deadshot.

"And to answer your question, Batman, the reason is bigger than you think, for it is a just revenge," replied Hush.

"How about you shut up and tell us where Alfred is!" demanded Batgirl.

"What did I just tell pipsqueak about adults and talking?" insulted Deadshot.

"Shut up, freak!" snapped Batgirl.

He then pulled out his gun and a red dot appeared on her forehead. "Keep talkin', bitch, I'll plug you right on the eyes!" he said, not looking into the scope.

"I'll ask again, and ask quickly, where is Alfred!" demanded Batman.

"You'll find him at the Flor-Mart in Bluemoore, in the Lost & Found Area, but hurry, I don't know how long I can keep the Riddler from killing him," hissed Hush.

"Then I better hurry," said Batman, he then demanded him to move out of the way.

"I don't think so," hissed Hush, he then turned to Deadshot, "Take care of them…"

"Gladly!" laughed Deadshot.

As Hush started to leave, he stopped and turned his head slightly. "Come, Onomatopoeia…"

Suddenly, Robin was knocked to the floor by the dangerous Onomatopoeia. "THUNK!" said Onomatopoeia as Robin fell on the ground.

Hush and Onomatopoeia then entered a car and walked to a docked boat, they got on and Hush started it, driving it away towards Arkham Asylum.

Deadshot put his sniper gun back in his back strap, and pulled two of his ten guns from his belt, a pair of Uzis.

"Now, here is how this will go, you all run around, trying to dodge my bullets, and I shoot you one by one, how is that?"

Robin then threw a birdarang at Deadshot, but he shot it down, and let out a chuckle. "REALLY!?"

Batman then grabbed a batarang and threw it at Deadshot, but he shot it as well, but what he didn't expect that it exploded, sending them all on their feet.

Deadshot got up and was punched across the face by Batgirl. He fell on the gravel outside and quickly got up, with the barrel of one of his Uzis on Batgirl's forehead.

When Batman and Robin saw this, they stopped. "Any bat or bird moves and her brains turn into lasagna!" shouted Deadshot.

"Hey Batman, I think a stitched together cloth Batsuit wasn't really a good idea!" yelled out Batgirl.

"We'll make you a new costume when we get back!" yelled Batman.

"Not likely, now I'll ask you one question, what is your name?" asked Deadshot to Batgirl.

"Everyone knows, it's Batgirl!" she yelled.

"EEEEEEEH! Wrong answer, what is your real name?" asked Deadshot.

"Like I am going to tell you!" laughed Batgirl.

He then was about to pull the trigger but a batarang from Batman knocked it off. He then shot Batman with the other Uzi, making him fall on the ground.

Batgirl kicked Deadshot across the face and made him fall on the ground. He attempted to get up, but Batgirl kicked him in the groin, making him fall on the ground, she then kicked the Uzi out of his hand.

Batgirl then raced to Batman, who was still on the ground, with him slowly getting up. "Batman, are you alright?" asked Batgirl.

"Yes, unlike your batsuit, it is very good against bullets."

Robin saw Deadshot get up and aim at Batgirl, he jumped across them and kicked Deadshot in the face, making him fall on the ground.

He got up and grabbed a previously unseen gun-like device from his boot and point it at a nearby speed boat. He then shot it and a grapple released from it, grabbing onto the handle of the speedboat.

He was then pulled away from them, being dragged through the water by the boat. He climbed up to it and shot the man driving in the head, stealing the boat and driving away.

"Too late to drive a boat, any who, moron!"

At the Flor-Mart, the Riddler sat at the desk as Alfred was strapped to a chair. The Riddler playing with the pens, twirling them around.

"You best let me go, I have cleaning to do, and I wish not to spend my time with a lunatic!" ordered Alfred.

"You are not one to give orders, old man, I don't like to be ordered around, and before you tell me the obvious, I am only with him because he will kill me if I betray him…"

"And Batman's identity?" asked Alfred.

"He knows, but refuses to me or himself to tell anyone else, claiming it wouldn't be good sport!" laughed the Riddler.

"Hmph, and who is this…Hush?" asked Alfred.

"Oh, I will give you a riddle, and I will give you one guess, and that is it!" laughed the Riddler.

"Alright, what is it?" asked Alfred.

"A boy, so alone, had a friend whom he hated, parents who left at different times, oh, what ever happened to this boy in Hush?"

"That's not very helpful!" retorted Alfred.

"So!" sneered the Riddler.

"How am I to know that?" asked Alfred.

"That is for you to find out and for me to answer!" hissed the Riddler.

"I don't know, I give up, what is the answer?"

"Oh, failures don't get answers, you should know that!" taunted the Riddler.

"I thought you loved riddles!" interrogated Alfred.

"I like leaving impossible riddles; it is so funny when people try to solve them…"

"And when they don't solve them?" asked Alfred.

"Well, that just makes my day!" sighed the Riddler in happiness.

The three vehicles drove to the closed dark Flor-Mart, parking in front of it. They all got off and walked to the building, but Batman stopped both of them. He then turned the heat vision of his cowl to see who is inside. He saw Echo and Query behind the walls, with semi-automatics, next to the door, waiting for them to enter.

"Wait here," ordered Batman, he then grabbed the grapple-gun and got onto the roof. He saw a roof window at the far side of the building, he ran to there and saw it was at the baby clothes section.

He then dropped down through the window. He knew they would have heard the window breaking, so he grabbed the grapple gun and got on the roof, then dropping behind the racks.

Echo and Query left their posts and checked the area out. Robin and Batgirl quickly and silently entered. "We have to find the Lost & Found section!" whispered Robin to Batgirl.

"But where is it?" whispered Batgirl.

"I think it's on the second floor," whispered Robin.

"Right, let's go…"

Batman hid in the shadows as the girls looked around the area.

"Bloody hell, I can't find him anywhere!" growled Echo.

"He could be anywhere, just keep looking!" answered Query.

"We can use these flashlights to look around!" said Echo, giving Query a flashlight.

They turned them on and looked around, looking for the bat. Echo was grabbed from behind and put in a sleeper hold by Batman.

Query looked to see the flashlight of Echo shaking, then falling down. She rushed to the area and saw Echo on the ground, unconscious.

She then looked behind her to see Batman, who knocked the gun on the ground and put her in a sleeper hold, knocking her unconscious.

The Riddler then started to walk around Alfred. "How about, I let you choose to live, I will ask you two riddle, you get them both right, you can walk right out of here, get at least one wrong, I blow your head open!"

"Why do you want to kill me?"

"I don't, you might, that's the thing, you fight for your life, I like that kind of thing!" explained the Riddler.

"Fine, what is it?" asked Alfred.

"Carry the weight, as it strains your life, with it's needs, it breaks minds, yet they are easily created…"

"What is this in my house, it makes it look pretty, feels good to stand on, with feet so bare…"

Alfred looked at the ground, thinking.

"Oh, and by the way, you have two minutes to solve them both…"

"What, I cannot solve them both in such a short amount to solve!" yelled Alfred.

"2:50, 2:49, 2:48…"

Alfred had a hard time thinking as the Riddler kept on counting the seconds.

"Please be quiet, I cannot think!" ordered Alfred.

"Not my problem, 2:03, 2:02, 2:01, 2:00, 1:59…"

After a few seconds, he heard the door bang, but it would not open. "ALFRED!!" yelled Robin on the other side.

"Master Grayson!" yelled out Alfred.

"1:30, 1:29, 1:28…"

"The first one is a child!" yelled out Alfred.

"Correct, and the other one?" asked the Riddler.

"That is…carpet!" yelled Alfred.

"…I am sorry…"

Alfred was shocked.

"That is correct!" laughed the Riddler, laughing at Alfred's reaction.

He then sat on the chair, waiting for them to enter.

Suddenly, Batman crashed through the door, seeing the calm Riddler. He then walked towards him.

"Have you told anyone?" asked Batman.

"Only Hush…" sighed the Riddler.

"And who is Hush?" asked Batman.

"And I will tell…why?" asked the Riddler.

"You are to give me a riddle, right?" asked Batman.

"I already told Alfred, but he failed…" sighed the Riddler.

"Be difficult, but you are still being put in Arkham, Nigma!" growled Batman.

"Like that is a BIG difference!" laughed the Riddler.

The Scarecrow waited in Jeremiah's office, after a few minutes, he entered. "I wish you wouldn't sneak out of your cell!" groaned Jeremiah.

"Oh, like I give a rat's ass, Arkham, you only inherited this place because you have the name Arkham!" taunted the Scarecrow.

"And I wish you would get off my desk chair!" ordered Jeremiah.

"Just because it has your name does not mean it's truly yours!" argued the Scarecrow.

"Enough of this, who do you wish to examine now?" asked Arkham.

"I feel like Jane Doe," laughed the Scarecrow.

They then heard someone saw, "Knock knock!" from the other side of the door. "Now who could that be?" wondered Arkham.

He opened it and was shocked to see Onomatopoeia. "Gasp…" hissed Onomatopoeia.

"My word, who are you!?" let out Jeremiah.

Hush then entered the room, followed by Hush. "Hello, Crane…"

"Hello, I recognize that voice anywhere…" hissed the Scarecrow.

"I want you to help me take over this city, just as long as you help me get the Joker a part of this as well…" explained Hush.

"Oh, why should I?" asked the Scarecrow.

"Why not do it for an old patient, call it payback for those experiments," retorted Hush, "Besides, won't the authorities like to know who is truly running Arkham?"

"No evidence is out there, we made sure of that, and who would believe you, not a soul…" hissed Scarecrow, "But, I will join, just as long as you let me experiment on some of the thugs you happen to hire…"

"Very well, Scarecrow, that is a just term," said Hush; he then walked away, followed by Onomatopoeia, who was mimicking Hush's footsteps.

Jeremiah then locked the door. "Anyway, someone wishes to join the Arkham staff, they say he is the best psychiatrist in the world, possibly better than you…"

"We'll see, who is it?" asked the Scarecrow.

"Dr. Hugo Strange," answered Jeremiah.

"My old mentor?" asked the Scarecrow.

"He was…your old mentor?" asked Jeremiah in surprise.

"Yes, he taught me everything I knew, I would like to have him part of the staff," sighed the Scarecrow, "This should be fun…"

PsykoReaper: I see Hush as a great villain, he is like the Anti-Batman, not like that asshole Wrath, who gives a flying fuck about Wrath, not me!