A/N: Here's the 13th chapter of my story, I hope you wall enjoy! This one is pretty action packed. Remember to leave a review or a favorite if you really liked it.
Jenicide24: I always respond to my reviewers (the ones who have usernames that I can use at least!) As for the Joker and Harley Quinn (the new one that is) I may elaborate a bit more on their origin later ;)
IsaacClark: I'm glad you liked my tragic chapter. I was hoping for that kind of reaction. Enjoy this next one!
Chapter Thirteen: To War
Eve worked silently in the living room organizing the bookshelf. She knew she would never be able to get it done, for some reason that shelf always seemed to undo all her hard work within a matter of days. Something about putting everything back where it should be, even if only for a little bit, calmed her.
It had been three days since the funeral, and Christian had not left the bat cave since. All he did was watch the monitors, waiting for the Joker to turn up again, waiting for a chance for revenge.
As she moved one of the dictionaries to its proper spot, a small book fell out. Picking it up, she took a look inside and saw it was a small photo album. Inside were pictures of a little boy, his blonde haired mother, and a dark haired man that did not look too different from Christian himself.
She soon realized that this was an album of Bruce and his parents before the horrible incident at crime ally. It seemed as if this family was cursed with tragedy.
Eve continued flipping through the pages, smiling at how happy Bruce was as a kid. In the time that she knew him, she only saw him happy when he was with Christian and Sarah. As she was reminiscing, she suddenly heard a large explosion at the door.
Eve dropped the book and ran over to find out what had happened, bringing the pistol she always kept in her purse with her. When she got to the commotion, she dropped the pistol, seeing as it would be of no use to her.
"Where is he," Superman asked, glaring angrily at her
Eve cleared her throat and told him, "I'm sorry Mr. Kent, but Christian is not taking visitors right now."
"Have you ever thought that this is all his fault? That the Batman's presence brings out criminals like the Joker?" Conner spat, pushing past her towards the bat cave.
"Of course I've thought that, but do you honestly believe that the Joker will just stop if Batman does?"
"There's a good chance," Conner answered, ripping the grandfather clock from its hinges and floating down into the cave.
Eve put herself in front of him one last time. "Mr. Kent if you think Christian isn't killing himself over this then you are completely mistaken. There is no one, not even Kara, who is taking this harder then he is. He hasn't eaten, hasn't slept, and hasn't stopped staring at that damn computer screen for two days now!"
"No, no more excuses!" Conner yelled, breaking down the metal doors that protected Christian's sanctuary, "His time is up! People have been rioting, taking the law into their own hands, and believing they all know what's best for everyone else! This is how nations fall Evelyn, and I will not tolerate it!"
Superman floated over towards the computer where Christian was sitting at. The screens flashed with replaying images of his fight with Jimmy. Conner glared and turned the chair around forcefully, and almost stumbled back when he saw what was sitting in front of him. Instead of Christian, Batman was glaring coldly at him, as if waiting for an explanation as to why Conner was in the cave.
"It's over Wayne, give up the cowl," Conner told him, holding his hand out expectantly.
"What gives you the right to tell me that?"
Conner glared and pushed his hand out further, "The fact that I'm a government agent working for the country you take residence in."
"No."
Superman pulled his hand back angrily and slammed his fist down on one of the tables, "Christian I don't want to fight you! Just give it up!"
"No Conner, I am not going to give it up."
"Do you like being thought of as a criminal? Do you like causing civil unrest?"
Batman stood up to get eye level with Superman, "I am going to continue to hunt for this man, no matter what. I will not allow Gotham to live in fear."
"At what cost? Already you've pushed away everyone who cares about you, now all you have left is Eve and this cave!" Superman growled, not backing down from Batman's intense look.
"Good, I prefer to work alone."
"You have till midnight to turn your mask in to the League," Superman demanded, "We will be at the old district in the narrows, the one scheduled for destruction. If you don't turn yourself in there, we will find you and do what's necessary."
Batman sneered, "Why not finish it right now, go on!"
Eve gasped, backing away in horror.
Conner seemed a bit surprised by the offer, but would not let Batman bate him.
"Go on!" Batman pulled his protective cowl off and threw it to the ground, "Do it! Finish me! Follow your orders!"
"Batman I'm not going to…"
"DO IT! I CHALLENGE YOUR LOYALTY, DO IT!"
Superman's eyes began to glow red, but then returned to their normal color. Clark had taught him to give people chances, and he was not going to take back the last one he gave Christian.
"You don't even have the nerve to follow what you've told yourself is right," Batman then said, picking his cowl up and putting it back on, "How can you defend the innocent under the control of men who don't have their interests in mind?"
"Midnight Batman, you've got till midnight," Conner told him, flying out of the cave.
"I'll be looking forward to it."
Batman and Eve waited until Conner left the mansion, and then activated the sound proof walls. Lead lining covered the walls and holes of the cave, making it so that Superman couldn't hear or see them.
Batman grabbed the small switch Eve had made and clicked the button, rotating the part of the wall that hid his secret weapon.
"Sir, if I may add my opinion, it may be beneficial just to stop this," Eve told him as Batman prepared it for use.
"No Eve, I've got to send a message," Batman said
"Mr. Wayne, you haven't even finished recovering from your fight against the Titan, you can't relay on a walking hospital bed to fight off the whole Justice League!"
Batman started a computer diagnostic on the machine, making sure it was ready for battle. "I'll just have to fight harder."
Eve stomped her foot in frustration, "Mr. Wayne you aren't thinking straight! Please, are you trying to get yourself killed?"
"I guess so."
"If suicide is your ultimate goal, then go right ahead! Some of us would like to see you live past at least fifty!"
Batman turned towards her, his cowl covering his glassy eyes, "I don't intend to die by their hands Eve, but I do intend to show them that they've strayed from the path of justice. If a mere man beating them is what it's going to take, then I'm willing to take the risk."
Eve sighed, "What would you like me to do Mr. Wayne?"
"I need you to grab some of the last minute additions I've prepared. They should be on the table over by the cycle."
Eve walked over and saw the small cylindrical object. She picked it up and turned it around in her hands, examining it. When she took a closer look, she found it was a sort of aerosol container made from lead.
"Mr. Wayne, will this?"
"No," Batman answered, taking it from her hands, "It won't."
Plugging it into the machine, Batman stepped back to admire his finished work. This would surely hold up long enough for what he needed it for.
"Eve, you may want to stay down here tonight. Depending on how this goes, my secret may become public. If it does, I have a new identity set up for you along with a separate bank account that can't be traced back to me. If something happens, I want you to escape and use the money in that account to live the rest of your life peacefully. Don't come back to Gotham though, for if it comes to that there will most certainly be nothing left for you."
Eve nodded, but knew in the back of her head that she could never leave Gotham, even if it did become worse then before. She had grown up in the city, and she didn't intend to ever give up on it.
"Mr. Wayne, be careful."
Batman gave her an out of character smile, "Don't worry about me."
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The Justice league stood out in the cold night, waiting for the Batman's resignation. It was 11:50 now, and he still hadn't shown up. None of them expected him to show though; they all knew what it would come to.
"We aren't actually gonna fight him, right?" the Flash asked Superman
"We will if we have to. If we want to continue protecting people and stay together as the league, we have to."
"Yeah but the Joker is still on the loose," Flash said, kicking aside a small pebble impatiently.
"We will deal with the clown after we have dealt with Batman," Superman told him in an annoyed tone of voice, "M'gann, any sign of him?"
"No, I can't get a reading on his mind anywhere," she answered, holding her fingers to her temples, her eyes glowing bright yellow.
Kara bit her lip nervously, gripping the gold ring in her palm. She couldn't stop it anymore, the Batman had to be stopped, even if it meant hurting Christian. It was because of him that these criminals were coming back.
Cassie put her hand on Kara's shoulder reassuringly, "It'll be alright Superwoman; we can make him see reason. I'm sure of it."
"You don't know Christian like I do," Kara responded, "He isn't going to listen to us."
"If he doesn't then what happens is his fault," Green Lantern said with his fists clenched tightly, "He's angered too many people, and his blatant ignorance for the law has gone on for long enough. You saw what he did to the governor."
They all remembered. The corrupt governor had been in a coma for a week. Doctors said he was going to survive, but that his head was severely damaged. Even if he was a criminal, a practical lobotomy was too far.
Superman looked intensely outward with his x-ray vision, trying to find Batman. He had five minutes left, and then the league went actively after him. No more second chances this time.
"Lawrence, have all the civilians been cleared out," Superman asked Green Lantern, who was flying higher up to scan the city.
"Yes, but not many people have ever lived here. This place WAS charted for demolition anyways."
"What are we going to do with him once he's defeated," Wonder Woman asked, "We can't just unmask him in front of the entire populace. It'll be signing his death warrant."
"We'll figure it out once we get there. Let's just cross one bridge at a time," Superman answered.
The group then continued to wait silently; it was two minutes until midnight. Batman was running out of time.
As Kara waited, she suddenly heard a noise, it sounded like heavy footsteps.
"I think he's here," she told everyone, pointing towards the small apartment where the noise was coming from.
The Justice League turned towards the apartment and readied themselves. The noise of metal hitting stone grew louder, along with a robotic sound. Kara knew he was coming, but she wasn't prepared for what he was coming in.
A black flash shot out from the roof and landed heavily in front of them with a thud.
As dust cleared from the impact, they saw what looked like Batman standing in front of them.
"Christian," Kara gasped in disbelief, how had he been able to hide this from them the whole time?
Batman was in a large mech suit, armed to the teeth with missiles, batarang launchers, and other various weaponry. The technology on the suit was stunning to say the least, it was completely lined with lead so that Kara couldn't see anything that wasn't externally visible. She had no idea what else he was armed with.
He raised his fists readily, "If you want the mask, you'll have to pry it from my cold dead face."
"Christian, don't do this," Kara told him, her voice filled with concern.
"I think it's a bit too late for reasoning."
"Fine," Superman said, "M'gann, subdue him!"
M'gann nodded and flew towards Batman, becoming transparent for a mental attack. Batman pulled his fist back, the suit covering it with a sort of blue electric energy, and let a powerful punch loose straight towards her.
Everyone was completely shocked when the hit landed perfectly, catching M'gann right across the face and knocking her back through three buildings.
"M'gann!" the Flash yelled, turning angrily towards Batman, "I didn't want to do this, but you give me no choice!"
The Flash streaked towards him at lightning speed, running around him to keep Batman guessing where the next punch would come from.
"Computer, activate speed reaction sensors," Batman growled, looking through his the visor of his armored helmet. A red crosshair appeared on the cowls visor, keeping track of where the Flash was coming from and at what speed. Batman readied himself for the signal, which was soon given off. A red exclamation point appeared on his visor, telling him now was the time to react. Batman threw a cross right where the cowl told him to, hitting the Flash with perfect timing. The scarlet speedster was knocked down, sliding several feet before standing up shakily.
"How the hell did he do that?"
"Super speed camera," Batman answered, tapping his helmet, "it helps me keep track of your movements and time a perfect reaction."
Superman flew at Batman, tackling him back several feet. Before Superman could follow up with another hit, Batman blocked, grabbing his fist and using his suit's enhanced strength to hold the half kryptonian back.
"My orders are to subdue you by any means necessary, don't make this harder on yourself!"
Batman gritted his teeth angrily, "Your orders?!"
With a powerful kick, Batman sent Superman flying backwards into the side of a building.
"You claim to be doing this under some sort of authority! They're only telling you to do this because I've embarrassed them! I've done what they can't!"
The rest of the league charged towards him all at once, including M'gann who had somewhat recovered from the powerful punch.
Batman pointed his wrist launcher towards Wonder Woman and shot out a batarang, which flew towards her at an alarmingly fast speed. Cassie knocked the projectile aside with the braces on her wrists, "Batman, please listen to reason! This isn't your decision!"
"Are you all so blind that you can't even see what's going on around you," Batman growled
"Cassie, look out!" Superman yelled, trying to warn his girlfriend of the oncoming danger.
Before Cassie could turn around though, the batarang she thought she had deflected arced back around and hit her in the back, exploding on impact. The force of the explosion knocked Cassie into one of the apartment complexes, causing the building to crumble on top of her.
"You'll pay for that tin man!" Green Lantern shouted, forming a large green sword and slamming it down on Batman.
Before the sword could hurt him, Batman caught it between the edges on his gauntlet. Mustering his strength, he held up the giant blade in between his armored forearms.
"You are all super soldiers! You no longer fight for the people, but the select few who rule!" Batman growled as his suit's super strength allowed him to keep the sword up.
The blades on Batman's gauntlets began to glow green as they spun like the teeth of a chainsaw. The armored dark knight began to cut the sword in half, until finally the whole green blade broke off. Grabbing the solid energy, Batman threw it into Green Lantern, who only barely managed to block on time.
M'gann flew at Batman and tried to swing at him, but was soon beaten and overpowered by his superior strength and technique.
"Christian you are only human, you cannot fight all of us at once," she coughed as Batman grabbed her by the neck and torso, holding her over him.
"I'm not just human," Batman answered as he slammed M'gann into his knee with extreme force, "I'm an idea, a belief!"
Suddenly, a lasso wrapped around Batman, holding his arms at his side. As he struggled, Wonder Woman flew around him with a grim look on her face.
"Give up now Batman," She told him, "Before I actually decide to get back at you for that last hit."
"Never," growled Batman, grabbing the lasso with his hand and yanking Wonder Woman towards him.
With a swift roundhouse kick to the side of her head, he sent Wonder Woman flying into Superman. A warning appeared on his screen, indicating the Flash was about to strike. He waited for the perfect timing again, it had to be so perfect that even the fastest man alive wouldn't have time to react.
Using his thrusters, Batman jumped high in the air, dodging the Flash's attack. Batman shot out a batarang at Flash before he could turn around, which exploded and covered the Flash's bottom portion in a strange goo.
As he tried to vibrate out of it, the goo just thrashed him around and banged him against the sidewalk. "What the hell is this stuff?"
"It's a synthesized gel that absorbs any attempts you make to vibrate your way out of it. I'd just stay put if I were you."
The Flash didn't heed his warning though. Wally began vibrating as fast as he could, moving to the very edge of the gel. Before he could escape though, the slime threw him backwards into a car, breaking one of his legs.
"Wally!" called Green Lantern angrily
Using his ring, he picked up two cars and sent them flying towards Batman. Batman grabbed each of the cars, the metal crumpling to his powerful grip. Using the Lantern's own momentum, he threw the cars into the green warrior, knocking him out of the sky.
Batman watched as Lantern fell out of the sky, landing in a cloud of dust.
Suddenly, before Batman could react, a huge force rammed into him; knocking him several yards back. When he turned to see who it was, he saw Kara with her fists clenched, breathing heavily. He wasn't going to hold back though, not even for her.
Batman used his thrusters to charge towards him, matching her massive power and speed. The two collided with a boom, pushing against each other's fists, each trying to overpower the other.
"Submit Christian, I don't want to hurt you but I will if you force me," growled Superwoman as she continued to push against the dark knight.
"You never did understand, did you," answered Batman
Batman pulled Kara towards him and kneed the woman of steel in the ribs with a large CRACK, sending her flying upwards. Superwoman shook off the hit and flew back down towards him, knocking him through three buildings before she began to let loose a barrage of punches.
Batman went on the defensive, blocking every punch expertly. Kara may have him beat in physical strength, but his skill was far superior.
When he saw an opening, he took it, punching her in the ribs and sending her flying backwards into a large parked truck. He was not going to back down just because he may have loved her at one point in his dismal life. This was beyond just her now.
"None of you ever understood the real reason for all this!"
Superman followed Kara's attack, taking powerful swings at Batman. The armored knight jumped backwards past each punch, making sure not one could doom his efforts.
"Look at what you've done," Conner yelled, "You've injured more then half of my team!"
"I warned you that I wouldn't back down," Batman said, grabbing Superman's arm, "and I don't intend to bend the knee to anyone, especially those who use their God like powers to settle things as petty as politics!"
A powerful surge of electricity went through Batman's gloves, shocking Superman with 478 mega watts of power. Batman gritted his teeth as the electricity singed the exposed part of his face, but he was determined not to let Superman go. He gripped the man of steel with all his might; his anger and rage consuming him.
"This is about how quickly you've thrown your morals away to please others, how you've all forgotten why we fight!"
Kara saw Batman electrocuting Superman and immediately sprang into action, charging at Batman as fast as she could. With devastating punch, Kara hit Batman on the side of his head. Batman spiraled back several feet and landed in a wall, his armored helm cracked in multiple places.
Kara flew over to him and ripped him out of the rubble, holding him up by the neck. He felt the metal guarding his neck being crushed by her powerful hand, his energy being choked out of him.
"Batman, please! Do you want me to kill you?" she yelled at him angrily, gripping him tighter and tighter.
Batman choked out a laugh, "Oh, you can't kill me."
"What makes you think that?"
Batman knew Kara's nature. He knew she could never bring herself to hurt him; she was to emotionally attached.
"Because," Batman told her, reaching behind his back, "deep down, you're a good person."
Before Kara could react, Batman threw a strange canister at her, which exploded in a green puff of smoke in her face, causing her to drop him. "And deep down, I'm not."
"Kara!" Conner yelled, charging towards Batman at full speed.
Batman side stepped Conner and slammed another green smoke explosive in his face, which exploded and knocked both men backwards.
Batman stood shakily, his vision blurring a bit and the armor on his right hand completely destroyed from the force of the explosion. His shoulder pained him terribly, but Batman did his best to ignore it. Tearing off his armored helmet, he walked over towards where Superman and Superwoman lay weak on the ground, coughing violently. The two looked as if they were dying, their eyes red and their skin beginning to bruise.
"What, what did you do to us" coughed Kara, trying to stand up.
"It's powdered kryptonite," Batman answered, without even looking at her, "It's non-lethal, but you won't have your powers for another week or so. This stuff took weeks to develop and cost me a fortune, but it was all worth it in the end."
Superman was on his knees gasping for air next to Superwoman, who was lying down doing the same. He grew weaker as the green dust spread throughout his body, making him weaker and weaker.
Batman then turned to Conner and picked him up by the collar, staring straight through his eyes and into his soul. "How does it feel Conner, to be powerless, to be like everyone else? How does it feel to come to terms with what each of us have to every day, our own mortality."
"Christian… why…"
"Because I wanted to send a message, wanted to show you not to get in my way!" Batman snarled angrily, keeping the crippled man up to eye level, "I want you to remember this moment Conner, I want you to shudder in fear of it. I didn't have to hold back and neither did you. I want you to remember what it means to believe in an ideal, and during your darkest hours, your most private moments, I want you to remember the one man who beat you!"
Batman dropped Superman on the curb and sat down between the two fallen gods. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, trying to deal with the pain of his other injuries. His head was still ringing from Kara's punch, but he wouldn't let on to it. He would not let them know that deep down; he was just as injured and in pain as they were.
"He looked up towards the sky and closed his eyes, giving his suit one command before he slipped into unconsciousness. "Return… Home…"
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Christian woke up in his bed, light streaming through the glass door to his balcony. It seemed as if the whole fight had been a bad dream, but he was soon reminded of the harsh reality when he tried to sit up.
His ribs were cracked, his shoulder had been dislocated, and he had suffered several concussions from the fight. Christian just lay back down and looked up to the ceiling, trying to decide if what he did was the right thing.
He had done it; he had fended off the whole Justice League. He had beaten the government's secret weapon.
"I see you are awake Mr. Wayne,"
Christian turned his head slowly and saw Eve sitting next to his bed, holding a platter with breakfast.
"Eve, what…"
"You are very lucky that Mr. Fox added the auto pilot feature to the suit, or you would have been locked up for good."
Christian looked at her in confusion "What happened?"
"Those who were against your activities were not very pleased that you defeated the Justice League. Many call it an embarrassment that our government cannot control one man," Eve told him, handing him a glass of water.
Christian took it and nodded thankfully. The cool water felt great as it went down his dry throat, as if it was giving him new life.
"What happened to the League?"
Eve pulled out her clipboard and cleared her throat; "The whole League is presently at Gotham General, where they are attempting to make a recovery. Miss M'gann has suffered multiple concussions, along with several lacerations. Mr. Lawrence Keegan checked in with several broken ribs and a shattered collarbone. Mr. West's left leg and arm have both been broken severely, and will take months to recover. Ms. Cassandra Sandsmark has both her wrists broken and her femur fractured. Mr. Kent is suffering from extreme bruising and is having a difficult time recovering without his powers."
"And Kara?"
Eve bit her lip nervously, "Ms. Kent has three broken ribs and will not recover for weeks. If they didn't get your message before, they've got it now."
Christian put the glass down on his nightstand and sighed, "Well at least they're in good hands."
"If I may Mr. Wayne," Eve asked him, "who are you fighting?"
Christian gave her a confused look and answered, "The Joker along with the other criminals of Gotham."
"Then why did you hospitalize the leaders of the Justice League?"
"Because they were in my way," Christian answered again, still confused as to what she was getting at.
"Nothing it's just that you reminded me of someone we met earlier this year."
"Who would that be?"
Eve gave him a cold glare, "Identity."
Christian's eyes went wide with fear. He did sound like the masked anarchist! He had fought genuinely good people just to get to his ultimate goal. Christian shook his head; there was no way. No one had died, so that made a difference, right?
"Mr. Wayne, I'm not going to lecture you on why what you did was wrong, but just know that your father and your sister would have been very disappointed in you."
Would his father have been disappointed in him? Christian knew that his dad knew how he thought, that nothing could get in the way of the mission. Maybe he had gone overboard though. Had he crossed the line in hurting good people?
Christian knew in the darkest corner of his mind he might have even wanted the fight to happen. It may have been jealousy, or maybe even his frustration with his relationship with Kara.
"Oh, also please get yourself dressed Mr. Wayne, you have someone waiting for you downstairs," Eve told him, picking up what remained of his breakfast.
"Who?"
"Dr. Harleen Qunizel, she said you might need to talk to her and I quite frankly agree."
Christian grumbled in annoyance, "I don't need a psychiatrist."
"Please Mr. Wayne, do it for me," Eve asked him, batting her eyelashes, a card she rarely pulled.
Christian waved her off and stood up slowly, grabbing the crutches Eve had provided him with. Slowly but surely, he hobbled out of his room and downstairs to the library, where Dr. Quinzel was waiting.
"Dr. Quinzel, what can I do for you?" Christian asked, putting on the best fake smile he could.
"Good morning Mr. Wayne," Dr. Quinzel greeted, "would you like to sit here with me?"
"It'd be my pleasure, but if you don't mind me asking, to what do I owe this visit?" Christian asked as he sat down carefully on his couch.
Dr. Quinzel put on her reading glasses and pulled out a notepad and a pen. Christian gave her a suspicious look as she clicked the top of the pen and began writing the date and his name on the pad. "So Mr. Wayne, where did you get those bruises and that broken shoulder from?"
"Oh, the life of a playboy philanthropist is a dangerous one," Christian answered with yet another fake grin. Dr. Quinzel was less then amused by the answer though, and poked Christian in the ribs with her pen.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed, holding his side painfully, "What'd you do that for?"
"Mr. Wayne I worked for the Joker for many years. You don't think I don't know the difference between a wound gotten by accident and a wound gotten from a fight?"
"Did Eve tell you," Christian asked in an annoyed tone of voice, covering his hurt ribs with his hands.
"No, but I saw it all on the evening news."
Of course, the media probably went into a frenzy over the fight. He was going to have to check on what they had reported, lest they caught any of what they had said during their brawl.
"Christian, what led up to this?"
Christian took a deep breath, and then answered, "You want to know when it started? It started when they all left me to deal with the pain and anguish of loosing the two people closest to me. That's not what I'm bitter about though. It was my entire fault and I deserved the loneliness. I had led my own father and little sister to their untimely deaths, which was unforgivable."
Dr. Quinzel wrote this down and then asked, "Has it ever occurred to you that it's not your fault? That they were merely victims of circumstance?"
"My call, my fault," Christian told her bluntly
Dr. Quinzel nodded, "Let's talk about Kara then shall we?"
"I'd rather we didn't"
"Why did you treat her so badly? Why did you feel the need to fight her?"
Christian clenched his fists tightly. He didn't want to talk about what had happened between them, even if it was eating away at him.
"Christian, please answer the question," Dr. Quinzel pushed
"What is there to say? We've known each other for a while and we dated some in college. It didn't work out so we went our separate ways, happy?"
"Do you still harbor feelings for her?"
Christian shook his head, even though he knew it was a lie, "She and I are, or were, purely friends. Now she probably doesn't want to see me again…"
"It sounds like her opinion matters more then that of a friend's," Dr. Quinzel commented, writing more down on her notepad.
Christian glared at his reflection in the window behind Harleen, "Kara was my best friend, and I promised I would save her boyfriend when he was captured by the Joker. I failed her."
"Christian what happened to Jimmy was not your fault. You have to stop taking the blame for everything bad that happens in Gotham. You can't be everywhere at once, and you can't save everyone all the time, you're only human."
"Well it doesn't matter now, does it? All that matters is that the Joker is caught and locked away for good, never to see the sun again," Christian said.
Harleen sighed, and then giggled a bit, "You're just like him you know? Everything that was good about him is what's good about you, along with the small things that weren't so great. There is one difference though; you still have a chance to enjoy your life. Despite what you may think, you can still make amends and have the relationships he never had."
"If Batman is connected to anyone, that person will inevitably be…"
"Don't give me that bull shit," Dr. Quinzel told him, "people die anyways, related to Batman or not. The Joker probably had no idea Jimmy was even linked to you; he probably targeted him because of his relationship with Superman and Superwoman. So don't isolate yourself because you think that you'll hurt everyone around you."
"I'll think about it," Christian told her as he tried to stand up on his own. Dr. Quinzel went over and helped him up, walking him over towards the kitchen so he could eat and recuperate. He needed to be at his best before he continued looking for the Joker.
A/N: Well there it was, the big fight between Batman and the league that I promised. I hope you all enjoyed it! Please leave a review or a favorite!