I do love you, dear readers so I got the next chap out! Now we shall find out what happened to Abby! Oh, and a new character shows up for a little bit, but not long. I only own the non-Batman characters.

This chapter is almost 2 pages long on the program I use, but it's so short here! I need to use something other than OpenOffice...

I waited a few seconds for the pain, but it didn't come. Turning I saw the man on the ground and another man standing behind him. He was tall, at least 6' if not taller, and thin, but well muscled, long shoulder length blond hair, a bit of stubble on his chin, and clear, sky blue eyes. He must have been around 20 or 25. I blinked a few times before I realized this man had just saved my life.

"Th-thank you!" I managed to stammer out.

"Don't mention it. I couldn't let him kill a pretty girl like you. I'm Jake. Jake Ransom" He extended a hand and pulled me to my feet.

"Abigail Young."

"So why did he want you dead?" Jake asked me, gesturing to the man at our feet.

"Scarecrow is who wants me dead, this is just a goon. I was going to expose him, even took his mask as proof. But they shot my tires and I crashed into a tree." I gestured back towards Arkham.

"I can tell. You're covered in blood." Jake shook his head. "Come with me. You're not safe here."

"Where do you want to take me?" I was instantly suspicious.

Jake smirked. "You want to stop Scarecrow, right?" I nodded. "Well police can't do much to him 'cause he hasn't really done anything. But I can help you gain the knowledge to stop him yourself."

"How?"

"I can train you. It will take time, but in the end you can be even better than Batman. I just need you to agree to do anything I say."

I thought for a moment. "Alright. I'm in."

Two years later

The training had been difficult, but I had managed. And now I was ready. The training had changed me. Helped me lose all the fat off my stomach and develop strong lean muscles, I had cut my hair to just below my jaw and I had developed new scars. But that wasn't all that had changed, I was brutal now, a swift, merciless fighter who could kill without a thought if threatened. Even Jake had said I had changed. Tapped into my animal instinct. So he had given me a new name.

Abigail Young had died, like Scarecrow wanted, the day Jake had found me. The loyal Wolfhound, Abby Dawn, had taken her place. And she was out for blood.

Abby POV

Gotham hadn't changed from how I remembered it. Criminals still ran free, wreaking havoc everywhere. People committed atrocious crimes with no remorse. I would end this anarchy soon. Bring order back to my beloved Gotham.

"Are you ready?" Jake asked me.

"Of course." I told him.

"First we need to find him."

I sighed. "That's easy, Jake. Arkham it where he is. He likes to use the crazies in his experiments."

"We start there then."

Since I had worked at Arkham they had no problem letting me on the grounds, not even batting an eye at Jake or bothering to search us. Good thing, because we had weapons everywhere on us. I walked to the front desk and smiled at the nurse there.

"Is Dr. Crane in?" I asked her sweetly.

She seemed surprised. "Didn't you hear? Crane is Scarecrow. He escaped Arkham with all the patients. It was a mess. They still haven't caught him."

"Okay. Thanks Melody." I walked out of the building and back to our car.

"That was wasted time Abby. Now what?" Jake snapped.

"I know it was wasted. But I figured Arkham would be the best place to look!" I growled. "Let me think..."

I sat in the driver's seat for a moment then started the car. We drove in silence until we got into the city.

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know. We have to find someone who will know where Scarecrow is. Let's try Falcone."

"The mob boss?"

I nodded. "If anyone knows where a criminal is, he will."

"Sorry to burst you bubble babe, but he was taken to Arkham. A while ago."

"Son of a bitch!" I thought for a moment. "I have an idea."

My idea was to make my presence know all across Gotham and let him come for me. If that worked. He did think I was dead.

"You think it'll work?" Jake asked me.

"No clue, but it's all I can think of." I sighed.

"So where do we go? Where do you think he'll be?"

I leaned against the car. "The drug dealers. That's our best bet. He'll need them to get his toxin spread around."

Jake grabbed my hand. "Let's go then."

"Where?" I asked, confused.

Jake grinned at me. "I know where to go!"

"How exactly did you manage that?"

Jake tapped his ear piece. "Remember this? It helps me hear what's going on in a 10 block radius."

"How did you get that!"

"I have a friend that makes things for me. He's really good too." Jake shrugged. "Anyway I can hear someone, and it sounds like a drug dealer isn't happy with his drugs."

I grinned. "Scarecrow?"

Jake nodded and we took off. I would get my revenge on Scarecrow. He would pay for experimenting on me and telling his men to kill me! Today he would pay!

SOOOO? Like it? Don't like it? What do you think of Jake and his mysterious friend? I had fun writing this, hope you liked reading it. The drug dealer is the same one from Dark Knight. But I'm not changing what happens in DK with Batman. You'll see next time. Oh and if you want to see Jake it's : http:/fc03. deviantart. net/ fs71/ f/ 2010/ 315/ d/ 3/ aph_ france_ on_ american_ idol_ by_ [Without spaces}. I was going to base him off of France from Axis Powers Hetalia and found this pic. The guy on the left is Jake.