Author's notes: From this chapter on, I may will be doing some other pairings than Crane and Quinzell. They will be the primary couple in this story, but I want to try others as well. Read and review (if you'd like) please. I really need to know what you think about this story. ON WITH THE- oops. sorry, this is a bit too soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman: Arkham games, it's characters, or the company making them. I just own this idea of a story. I hope you enjoy it. ON WITH THE STORY!

Almost every police in the city was sitting in their cars, driving in the direction of Arkham Island. After the comissioner had a talk with Batman, they made a plan for solving the situation.

„ I go in through the sewers and take out their major force from the inside. You'll just have to make your way through the front gates and finish the job. But wait with the strike until I give the signal, otherwise it will be a slaughterhouse." – Batman told Gordon through the radio.

„What about the doctors still in there?" - came Gordon's answer. – „There are a lot of them still inside."

„Working on it." – said Batman quickly, then drove off the driveway, in the direction of the old Arkham sewers.

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Scarecrow was making his way to the cells of Killer Croc and Bane. He released every single villain from his list, and decided it's time to put his bets on the big boys. He cut down two guards who were stupid enough to stand in his way and quickly started running in the direction of the high-security wing.

While running, Crane thought his plan through once more: He was going to release Bane and Croc, make them break down the gates, get out with the riot, escape from the asylum and hide in one of his hideouts in the city. It was simple, but when his thoughts wandered to Harley, he almost froze in his tracks. 'Harley. I have to get her out of here.' he thought and quickly began forming a plan for finding Harley after he released the two monsters.

He rounded a corner, but almost instantly wished he hadn't . He found the cells of Croc and Bane.

Meanwhile, Mr. Freeze was walking out of his cell With his armor recovered by Scarecrow, he could finally go and kill the guards who mocked his care for Nora. He already planned how he would torture them. Slowly freezing their bodyparts, and breaking them off, piece by piece.

As he walked through the corridor, he released some of the inmates who were more reasonable (more frightened of him) and told them to search for the two guards. He would make sure those idiots suffer before they die.

He reached the labs, where some of the scientists who were working in Arkham tried to analyze the more complicated weapons the villains used, such as Scarecrows fear toxin, Mad Hatter's mind control cards, Poison Ivy's spores and most importantly, his freeze gun. He broke down the doors with one kick, startling the scientists and psychiatrists who had been hiding there. He searched for his freeze gun through the countless pieces of villain-weaponry, took it off the wall and walked out, without killing any of the others inside. He was searching for guards, and guards only.

As Riddler was making his way towards the control room, something odd hit his ears. It sounded like something was scratching on the walls. He walked in the direction of the sound, only to find Catwoman in her cell, clawing at the walls, like a cat who had been locked outside.

„Oh, Eddie!" – she exclaimed happily as she saw him – „Please let me out! I'll be a good kitten, I promise." – Edward looked at her for a few moments, before unlocking her cell door and letting her out. Selina put her arms around him for a short hug, kissed him on the cheek and thanked the surprised, quite unnerved and deeply blushing Riddler – „So? What do we do?" – she asked.

„ Well, I was heading to the control room to shut down the security system." – Riddler said, a bit of nervousness in his voice.

„ Can I come?" – came Selina's answer immediately – „Please let me come with you Eddie! It's so boring down here. „ – she looked at him with the pleading green eyes of a small kitten. Edward could understand. She had been in solitary confinement for two weeks, since her little … well, … argument with the Joker.

„Of course, come with me." – he started in the direction of the main control room, Selina right behind him. He usually felt neutral when it came to women. He considered time far too valuable than to be wasted on flirting. But this time, when Catwoman touched him. When she hugged him. He felt something he thought he never would and he clearly wished not to feel it again.

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Scarecrow was hiding behind a low cover, avoiding fire from the high security guards, when an idea suddenly burst through his mind.

Ivy!

He quickly ran back through the corridor, searching for the way to the greenhouse, where Ivy was locked up. He sheathed his scythe and picked up his SMG from his belt. If Ivy's in bad mood, better to have some protection.

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Harley was wandering from cell to cell, searching for Jonathan. She couldn't find Riddler in his own room, so she began looking for the others who were on Crane's list.

After a while, Harley confirmed that Scarecrow had apparently released everyone from lockdown and immediately, two names came to her mind: Bane and Croc!

She ran quickly to the high security wing, greeting some other inmates, who she met on the way. She kartwheeled out of the way of some bullets, fired by the guards, who were desperately trying to hold Arkham's freaks back.

Finally reaching the high security wing, she grinned. She will find Jonathan. She will find him and they will be together.

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After a long firefight in the first halls, Jim Gordon and his team were now taking their first steps into the asylum's intensive treatment wing. They checked ammo and called the elevator to take them into the lower part. But as it arrived, they noticed something was inside it.

It soon became clear what the thing was, well, things to be exact, Two-Face and his gang in full gear, aiming every gun at the policemen. As the tension grew, Harvey flipped his coin into the air, watched as it twirled into his hand again, and after looking at the coin, he announced. – „Gentlemen! Let he bloodshed begin!"