PsykoReaper: Solomon Grundy, born on a Monday, Christened on Tuesday, Married on Wednesday, Took ill on Thursday, Grew worse on Friday, Died on Saturday, Buried on Sunday, This is the end of Solomon Grundy!

Prepare for an opening scene that is like a cheesy horror movie!

In the dark wilderness of Slaughter Swamp, where the water is dark and murky, the grass is a sickly dark green, many lifeless trees, a white fog, and the pale dark night. Almost no life is seen in the swamps, almost no mosquitoes, almost no frogs, hardly any life, as if something is killing the entire wilderness.

In the swamp, two hikers walked down a path, both teenagers and of opposite genders.

"Ben, it's getting dark, we should get back to the others!"

"Come on, Fay, isn't it nice here, no mosquitoes, no pests at all!"

"Kinda creepy!"

Ben then stopped at a small patch of land with a single tree.

"Ben, what are you doing?"

"This looks like a good patch of land!" laughed Ben.

"For what?...Oh, Ben! I don't wanna lose it here!"

"Would you rather do it at your parent's house?" asked Ben.

Fay then sighed, "Fine…" she groaned.

They both sat at the patch and started to make out. They heard a long and creepy moan across the moor.

"What was that!?" shrieked Fay.

"It's probably swamp gas!" groaned Ben, he then reached up her shirt, but she quickly pulled it away.

"Ben, this is serious, that didn't sound like swamp gas!"

"Have you ever heard swamp gas!?"
"No, but-"

Before she could finish, Ben's head was smashed to the tree by a large decaying white hand. Fay let out a scream and attempted to run, but she was grabbed by the shirt and lifted in the air.

She screamed as teeth sunk into her stomach and ripped her intestines out. After she died, a loud chilling roar was let out by the Swamp Beast of Slaughter Swamp…

An hour later, police cars were at the entrance of the Slaughter Swamp National Park, where two body bags were pulled out, followed by Renee.

Gordon waited at the entrance for Renee. "What happened?"
"What do you think, we got two more murders here!" said Renee in a sad tone.

Suddenly, they saw the three vehicles of Batman, Robin, and Batgirl pull up, all of them exiting the vehicles and walk to the Commissioner.

"Another murder?" asked Batman.

"Yeah…" sighed Gordon.

"How did these two die?" asked Robin, "Impaled by branch, ripped in half, crushed by boulder?"

"One had their head smashed onto a tree, brains pretty much everywhere, and the girl was eaten in half, we could tell because there were bite-marks…"

"Killer Croc?" Batgirl asked Batman.

"Gordon?" asked Batman to him, seeking an answer from him.

"No, his teeth are sharp, but these teeth marks are revealed to be human shaped," answered Renee.

"What do we do?" Robin asked Batman.

"We go into the swamp, and find the madman…" replied Batman.

"But Batman," protested Batgirl, she then whispered in his ear, "Me and Dick have a movie to get to…"

"It'll have to wait," whispered back Batman.

Batman then walked to the entrance, suddenly he heard a loud chilling roar from the swamp. Every police officer pulled out their guns, the Batman and his pupils drew their batarangs and birdarang.

"Are you sure that isn't Killer Croc?" Renee asked Gordon.

"The bite marks don't lie, although, it hardly sounds human…"

Batman, Robin, and Batgirl walked down the path of the trail of Slaughter Swamp. Robin looked to see a few herons, and hear a few ribbits. The swamp was almost without life for some dark reason.

"Ugh, why would anyone go to a place called Slaughter Swamp?" questioned Batgirl.

"It was only called Slaughter Swamp because a part of the confederate war was fought here," replied Batman.

"Yeah, but it should have a better name, I'm just saying," groaned Batgirl.

As they continued to walk, they looked to see a dead heron on the trail. It had a large bite mark on its belly, almost tearing the heron in half.

Batman looked at the heron; he then reached into his utility belt and pulled out a small bag full of grey clay-like substance. He then pulled out a swab and dabbed it in the bag

"Can't you get fingerprints from it?" asked Robin.

"No, feathers hide them," replied Batman.

He then put the swab full of clay on the bite, putting bit by bit of it until it completely covered the bite.

Batman then pulled out a small remote and pressed it, the clay then hardened incredibly quickly. He then took out a batarang and gently pulled the hardened clay off of the dead heron.

He then examined the bite mark, looking for similarities to his previous foes. "Gordon was right…" sighed Batman.

"It's not Killer Croc?" asked Batgirl.

"Correct, by this teeth marking, it is not sharp at all, it is human shaped…"

"What about Scarecrow, remember that time he ate that dead dog just to throw us off?" questioned Robin.

"No, the wideness of the mouth disproves this," sighed Batman.

"Amygdala?" asked Robin.

"Maybe, but this would be the first instance of him doing this, although I have a hunch that this is not Amygdala…"

They then heard a tree in the distance fall down, as if it was torn down. They all looked around to see where it came from.

"Where did it come from?" asked Robin.

"11 o'clock," replied Batman, and they looked at that direction.

"Damn, I can't see through the fog!" growled Robin.

"I think I can," replied Batman, he then pressed a button on the cowl, which allowed him to see through the fog. He saw a patch of land with a broken tree on it, he looked to see the water recently had a visitor go through it, but he could not see who the person was as the cowl could not see that far.

"I see a broken tree, probably caused recently," informed Batman.

"Can you look at the fingerprints from here?" asked Batgirl.

"Yes, just need to magnify the cowls vision," answered Batman. He did so, and saw four large fingerprints on the base of the tree. Batman examined the fingerprints and attempted to look at files of convicted criminals in current time to find out who the person was, the fingers were not of current blood.

"No one recently," sighed Batman in failure.

"Maybe if you try past criminals," suggested Batgirl.

"Hold on," replied Batman, and he did so, after a while, he came back with an answer, "No, none in the past fifty years…"

"So, this guy is new?" questioned Robin.

"Completely new," sighed Batman.

Meanwhile, somewhere near the south part of the swamp, a van stops in the road about a league from Slaughter Swamp.

Out from the van stepped out five men in Arkham Asylum prison uniforms with semi-automatics. Then, the Scarecrow stepped out of the van, with Onomatopoeia and Mad Hatter, looking at the swamp from a while away.

"So, Scarecrow, what are we doing here?" asked one of the inmates, afraid he might have asked the wrong question.

"Whoever is killing all these people is someone we could use for our own purposes, and this person seems to be the muscle we need," explained the Scarecrow.

"Are you sure we cannot use Bane?" asked the Mad Hatter.

"Yes, his power and rationality could overthrow us," sighed the Scarecrow.

"Killer Croc?" asked the Mad Hatter.

"We would have to ask the Joker for him, and we may or may not let him join us, we are not sure if we could control him, and no one can control the Joker…"

The Scarecrow then turned to Onomatopoeia. "Are you ready?"

"Cla-click!" he exclaimed as he loaded his gun.

"Good, now, let us find our guy!" hissed the Scarecrow; they then walked to the swamp, with an ominous groan heard in the swamp.

"Did you hear that?" loudly whispered Batgirl.

"Yeah, wonder where he is…" replied Robin.

They walked down the path until they got to the recent crime scene. There was yellow tape surrounding the area, there was a blood spot on the base of the tree, where the head of Ben was slammed into, and blood ripped onto the grassy ground, where Fay was killed.

Batman activated the cowls detective mode, to see any clues to the murder. He looked around the area; he could not find any definite evidence. He then looked at the tree, he saw a broken piece of rope tied to a branch in the tree, he then looked behind the tree to see a gravestone.

Batman walked to the gravestone and looked at the gravestone, the detective mode removed most of the fog to see the letters, along with a faint blood residue in the shape of letters. The carved in letters said, "CYRUS GOLD 1823-1869", and the blood residue said, "BURN IN HELL!"

"What do you see?" asked Robin.

"A gravestone, it's probably nothing," replied Batman as he turned off the detective mode.

"Solomon Grundy…Born on a Monday…"
They heard that and looked around to see what made that noise, but could not see anything.
"Christened on Tuesday…Married on Wednesday…

"Who made that noise?" asked Batgirl.

"It's obviously the killer!" replied Robin.

"Took Ill on Thursday…Grew Worse on Friday…"

"Its close!" growled Batman.

"But where is it!?" yelled Robin.

"Died on Saturday…Buried on Sunday…

"Let me get a look at him!" Batman then turned on the cowls detective mode, he looked around to see a figure in the marsh, holding something.

"This is the end of Solomon Grundy…"

"I see it!" growled Batman.

"So do I," replied Robin, Batman turned off the cowls detective mode and saw that there was not enough fog in that area any more, and saw the killer.

The killer was a man, about 9'4 feet tall, taller than Bane. He was muscular yet skinny, and looked like he was holding something wiggling. That is all that was seen, as there was enough fog to hide his appearance.

"You! Show yourself!" yelled Robin.

The figure then let out a cracking growl and started to walk toward them. The footsteps in the marsh were greatly adding more effect to how heavy he was.

Finally, he came close enough to reveal himself, with the shock of everyone there, even Batman.

The killer wore a black old coat, grey ripped pants, no shoes, a rope for a belt, no shirt, and a noose around his neck.

What made them surprised was the fact that this killer was dead. He had chalk white skin, a rotted appearance, some of his ribs literally showing, rotted away lips, wiry long white hair tied to a tail in the end, a black five-o'-clock shadow covered in blood, yellow teeth, dirty fingernails also covered in blood, and pale eyes.

What he was holding was a pike with a large chunk of it bitten off, wiggling for dear life. When this creature, saw them, it dropped it and growled at them.

"What the hell is that…" gasped Batgirl.

"I think it calls itself Solomon Grundy," deduced Batman.

"Solomon…Grundy…" he moaned.

He then let out a chilling roar and ran at the three vigilantes. Batman threw an explosive batarang at it, but it actually did nothing to the undead horror.

Solomon grabbed the tree and swung it at the three. This guy has more strength than five Killer Crocs put together!" exclaimed Robin, due to the size of the tree, 20 feet high and 8 feet in diameter.

Batman threw a black egg at Solomon, full of glass shards. It did nothing to him and he kept on swinging the tree at them, trying to kill them. Solomon then slammed the tree on the ground; the trauma on the ground caused it to shake, knocking Batman and his pupils on their bottoms.

Robin got up and jumped on the tree and swung his Bo staff at Solomon's face over and over again, but it did not do anything but make Solomon's head move slightly. Solomon then grabbed Robin by the arm and as he flung him in the air, he grabbed his leg as well. He then attempted to break his back with his head.

Robin yelled in pain as Solomon's head hurt his back. Batman threw a rope batarang at Solomon's arm and started to pull. Solomon looked at Batman and dropped the hurt Robin on the ground. As Solomon walked to him, Batgirl grabbed her tonfas and started to attack Solomon with them, but he swatted her away, her landing in the water.

"BARBARA!" yelled Robin and he jumped in the water after her.

Solomon then finally got to Batman, he then grabbed a batarang and flung it at Solomon Grundy, but it only went in an inch, but he did not feel it. Solomon grabbed the batarang and pulled it out of him. He then kicked Batman in the chest, sending him to the water, knocking him unconscious…

"Batman…Batman…Batman!"

Batman opened his eyes to see Batgirl standing over him, Robin there as well, they were both wet from the water.

"You alright?" asked Robin.

"Yeah, where are we?" asked Batman. He looked to see they were in a cave in the cliffs in Slaughter Swamp.

"In a cave, silly!" laughed Batgirl, "We had to get away from Solomon Grundy after he knocked you in the water, we got away when he heard someone else in the swamp.

"How long was I out?" asked Batman.

"An hour," replied Robin, "And we heard a few screams from the other people in the swamp…"

"That would be us…" hissed a voice.

They looked to see the Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter. Hatter was shivering in cold fear, the Scarecrow hardly moved at all.

Batman got up and faced the two. "For once, we are not against you, we need to get out of here…" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Likewise, but as soon as we get out of here, you are going straight back to Arkham!" growled Batman.

"We will see," said the Scarecrow.

"What do you plan on doing, Scarecrow?" asked Robin.

"We get out of here, Onomatopoeia attempted to destroy it, but it could not be harmed…" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Onomatopoeia?" interrogated Batgirl, "Does that mean you work for..."

"Hush!" hissed Scarecrow, putting his fingers to his lips, like saying the actual word "Hush".

"Who is he?" interrogated Batman.

"Didn't you solve the riddle?" asked the Scarecrow, "Tsk tsk!"

"Fine, don't tell me, I'll figure it out on my own!" growled Batman, "How do you suggest we get out of here?"

"We go by the trail, it will lead us to the parking lot of the national forest," sighed the Scarecrow.

"A-as long as there are no cops," stuttered the Mad Hatter, "…Right?"

"I came here on my own accord, there were no police," lied Batman.

"You are lying," hissed the Scarecrow, lifting his arm, as if to spray the fear gas, but he shrugged and put his arm down, "We'll just escape, we always do…"

"If you say so," sighed Batman, knowing it was probably true.

Batman, Robin, Batgirl, Scarecrow, and Mad Hatter walked down the path from the cave and walked down it.

"What about the zombie?" asked Batgirl.

"Don't you use that word!" snapped Batman.

"What word?" asked Batgirl.

"That…the Z-Word, don't say it!" groaned Batman.

"Why?" asked Batgirl.

"Because it's ridiculous!" groaned Batman.

"Alright!" groaned Batgirl, "What 'bout him?"

"I don't know…" sighed Batman.

"We should just leave here and never return," replied the Scarecrow.

"What if he gets to Gotham?" asked Robin.

"I don't think he will be going to Gotham," replied Batman, "Don't you agree, Dr. Crane?"

"Undoubtedly," replied the Scarecrow.

"Why do you say that?" questioned the Mad Hatter.

"If one invades your home while you are in it, what do you do?" asked the Scarecrow, "What first comes to your mind?"

"Attack, I guess," murmured Robin.

"Exactly, Robin," replied Batman.

"We are the invaders, we are in his home, we get out of his home, and he will not bother with us anymore…" hypothesized the Scarecrow.

"And what if you are both wrong?" asked Robin.

They were both silent. "I'm sure Batman has a gadget or two to deal with the undead beast," implied the Scarecrow.

"Why did you come here in the first place?" interrogated Batman.

"We were sent to capture whatever was here, I thought Jervis' mind control bands would work…" confessed the Scarecrow.

"We were wrong…" sighed the Mad Hatter sadly.

"The bands were not strong enough for some reason, and it killed all our other men, and Onomatopoeia disappeared, last time we saw him was when he was shooting at Solomon Grundy, right before he grabbed him…" continued the Scarecrow.

"So, he's dead?" asked Batgirl.

"Not at all, young bat, he's escaped death many times before…" added the Scarecrow, he then sighed, "…So I've heard…"

"From where?" asked Robin.

"Star City, it has an almost exact copy of you there, Batman," pointed out the Scarecrow.

"Yeah, I met him before, and I don't se the resemblance!" said Batman quickly.

'I'm sure," said the Scarecrow in a hissing laugh.

"Solomon Grundy…" the voice groaned from the swamp.

"Born on a Monday!" hissed the Scarecrow.

"What are you doing?" asked the Mad Hatter.

"Communicating with him," replied the Scarecrow, "That's what psychiatrists do!"

"Christened on Tuesday…" moaned Solomon Grundy.

"Married on Wednesday!" hissed the Scarecrow.

"You are not a psychiatrist anymore!" retorted Batgirl.

"Says who?" retorted the Scarecrow back.

"Took ill on Thursday…" moaned Solomon Grundy.

"Grew worse on Friday…" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Says the law!" divulged Batman.

"Tsk tsk, the law has its rules, but it's run by fools, I make my own, for I am no drone!" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Still rhyming?" interrogated Batman.

"A habit, one I am trying to break," groaned the Scarecrow.

"Died on Saturday…" moaned Solomon Grundy.

"Buried on Sunday!" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Where is he?" asked Robin.

"Near, here, fear…" hissed the Scarecrow.

"Damn rhyming…" grumbled Robin.

"This is the end…" moaned the undead beast.

"…Of Solomon Grundy…" hissed the Scarecrow, he then threw his scythe to his south-left, and hit Solomon Grundy's shoulder. He slowly pulled out the scythe blade; he then roared at them and ran at the Scarecrow.

The Scarecrow just waited for him to come and jumped over the beast. He then grabbed Solomon's hair and stomped on his back. Solomon Grundy started thrashing around and roaring, trying to get Scarecrow off.

"Scarecrow!" shouted out Batman. He and his partners then threw batarangs at Solomon, puncturing Solomon's skin many times, but not very much.

Jervis Tetch then threw his mind control bands at the monster, several connecting with his neck, wrists, and ankles, but it stopped thrashing and ripped them off.

Scarecrow then let go of the undead abomination and landed in front of the group. "I suggest we go, before we die from this foe…"

They then all ran down the path, with Solomon running after them. The beast was getting closer, due to lack of stamina loss.

"It's getting closer!" screamed Batgirl.

Batman grabbed a black egg from his utility belt and threw it at Solomon Grundy's eyes, blinding him. He growled and rubbed the ooze from his eyes; he then lifted his arm and pointed his palm at them. Suddenly, a vine from the ground grabs Batgirl's ankle.

She fell to the muddy ground and quickly pulled out a batarang and started to cut the vine off. As she was cutting the vine, Solomon Grundy ran at the poor girl.

Robin ran back and threw a birdarang at Solomon Grundy's head, hitting his eye. Solomon Grundy stopped and pulled out the birdarang from his eye, accidentally pulling out the eye. He grabbed his eye and held onto it, pulling the birdarang out of it and putting the eye back in. When he looked to see his prey, they were gone.

At the main gate, Gordon and his men waited outside the swamp, waiting for Batman.

"Maybe he got killed, like the others…" sighed Harvey.

"He's alright!" disagreed Jason, "I can feel it!"

"You're feeling indigestion!" growled Harvey.

"Stop bein' hard on him, I agree, he's alright!" commented Renee.

"Yeah…" sighed Gordon.

They then saw the Scarecrow and the Mad Hatter run into the parking lot. The Scarecrow slid on the wet ground, stopping in front of Harvey Bullock and holding out his wrists, so that he can arrest him. Harvey slapped the cuffs on him as police grabbed Mad Hatter and threw him to the ground, him yelping as they threw him and cuffed him.

Batman, Robin, and Batgirl then ran into the parking lot, with Solomon a few ten feet away from them. All of Gordon's police officers then drew their guns; Batman turned around and held out a batarang, along with Robin and Batgirl. They saw that Solomon did not step outside the gate, just standing an inch from the gate archway. He then turned around and started to leave.

"Men, apprehend that beast!" ordered Gordon.

As Solomon walked away, the men started to slowly move in to arrest the ghoul. As soon as they walked past the archway, Solomon quickly turned around and roared at them.

"PULL BACK!!!" yelled Batman.

They ran as soon as they got out of the swamp, Solomon stopped chasing and growled, turning back again.

"Why doesn't he chase them?" asked Renee Montoya.

"Because we are out of his home," said Batman, sighing after he said this.

"So, what do you think we should do?" asked Gordon.

"Leave him!" yelled out Scarecrow, they then all turned to him as Harvey lifted him up from the ground and led him to the armored truck, "A good psychiatrist knows when a patient needs isolation, and they know what they need, and he needs his home…"

"Gee, Crane, you sound like you have a heart!" laughed Jason as the Scarecrow was thrown into the truck with the Mad Hatter.

"Hardly, he's just a patient!" hissed the Scarecrow. Harvey then closed the door on him, the truck driving away from the swamp.

"Leave him?" asked Gordon to Batman.

"Yes, he wants to be alone in his home, and we should respect it…" sighed Batman.

Robin and Batgirl then walked to their vehicles. "Sorry for dragging you in this, I guess our date was messed up…" groaned Robin, scratching his head.

Batgirl then kissed Robin in the cheek. "Are you kidding, this was a pretty good date by my account!" she giggled.

"R-really?" stuttered Robin.

"Yeah, but next time, try to keep me away from zombie movies for a while!" she laughed as she walked to the Batcycle.

"Y-yeah…"

The Scarecrow looked at the ground as the truck drove away from the swamp. The Mad Hatter looked at his galoshes, stepping on them with his other galosh, and so forth.

The Scarecrow then turned to the driver's window. "Floyd…"

The window opened, revealing the same man who drove Clayface to Hush driving. "Yes?" he replied, "Jonathan?"

"Tell Hush that Solomon is a failure, he is too much of a beast to be controlled, even with Tetch's mind control bands…"

"Very well, he is currently talking to the Joker himself…"

PsykoReaper: Pretty down cause I got banned from the Bleach Fanfiction Wiki for "bein' rude" and some other shit…bah, fuck 'em, they were hard-asses anyway, and it had too many Christians…personally, I know some Christians, but they were the hard-ass ones…I think they hated me for bein' a Humanist or somethin', cause they also said that my stuff wasn't "Bleach Material" when Hell WAS a part of Bleach, but I decided to add some stuff in it when the creator did not…be down again if he makes the demons in Bleach, but that's how da cookie crumbles, mon!