A Rose by Any Other Name
The bullets ricocheted off the thick glass of the Batmobile. The Caped Crusader stomped on the brakes and turned, the side of the Batmobile colliding with a dozen inmates and crazies. He hit the gas and propelled himself into the dark of an alleyway.
Three crazies still holding on the vehicle, slamming pipes and guns on the roof and glass of the car. With a sharp turn from the Batmobile, two of the crazies flew off into the alleyway walls. He turned around the next corner to come face to face with a three dozen Laughing Shadow troops.
They began to open fire with armor piercing rounds and a grenade, damaging the Batmobile's front and sides. The insane inmate that had held onto the roof was now gone as the Dark Knight continued to speed towards the heavily armed Soldiers. The Soldiers would not move and Batman hit the brakes and spun around, colliding with three soldiers.
Once again, the Batmobile had extra company, as the Laughing Shadow Soldiers had jumped onto the vehicle and began attacking from on top of the vehicle. With sharp turns and sudden stops, the group of seven who had hitched a ride was now only two. Batman looked at the overhead glass and noticed that his attackers had C4 strapped to there chest. The laid their bodies down and detonated the C4. The Batmobile had been propelled into a near by house, fifty feet away.
The Batmobile was destroyed, everything but the Cockpit pod was incinerated. The Batmobile cockpit began to nudge as it slowly opened and a disoriented injured Batman crawled out. He stood up and felt the sudden rush of blood flow to his head, as he fell back down. Suddenly there were bullets flying by his head as more Soldiers came running up. Another dozen soldiers surrounded him and aimed for a kill shot.
"Wait!" The soldiers lowered their weapons and made a path for a man. He was an entire foot taller then Batman. He was dressed in all Black, every part of him covered by the black cloth. "Batman, it is nice to see you." He lifted the Batman into the air so they were eye to eye. "I am Dusk Shadow." He threw the hero across the ground to the feet of another person. Batman looked up and saw a huge pair of breasts.
"Hi there Bats. I am the Dawn Shadow. Just call me Dawn and him Dusk…that is if you live." She was only about four and a half feet tall. Thin and her outfit was just as if that of Dusk's, all black, even the eyes covered.
Batman stood up and looked at them, "Well shit." With that, Batman collapsed and fell into the darkness of sleep.
Miles away, back in Gotham, Poison Ivy was making her way threw the Mansion. "Harley! Where are you?" She suddenly hears a whimper from the third floor. Ivy runs quickly runs into the bathroom and locks the door.
"G-go away I-I-Ivy. I don't want y-y-you to see me like this." Quinn whined sadly.
"Harley. I wanna help you." Ivy said kindly to her best friend.
"You can't! Nobody can!" She screamed.
Ivy kicked the door knocking open violently swinging, and she sees Harley's make-up smeared and cuts across her arm slowly nearing the wrist. "Harley!" suddenly a vine snags her arms and holds her down. "What are you thinking?"
"I just wanna die! Simple as that Red." Tears began to flow down her cheeks. "Everyone that has ever loved me is dead or is going to die."
"Hey. Hey! Harley." Harley looked up at her best friend. "I love you. I really do Quinn." She slowly kissed her friend on the cheek.
"R-Red…r-really?" She is shocked as her body relaxes. The Vines release her, she, and Ivy fall into a gentle embrace, gently kissing one another, slowly caressing each other. "Red?"
"Yes Harley?"
"Where did B-Man go?" she asked shyly and child like.
"To get your baby." She says firmly. She laid down on the Master bed, spreading her body out, "Now come and cuddle and I'll explain the rest."
A bright smile cut across the face of the twisted harlequin. "Ok." She jumped into Ivy's arms and kissed her lovingly as they cuddled.
"Oh Harley…you really are messed up in the head." She said gently as she caressed Harley lovingly. Kissing her forehead gently, reminiscing of old times she and her blonde bud would terrorize the men of Gotham.
She shook her head, "I must not think of those times. I am a changed woman." She frowned as an epiphany stuck her hard. "Am I really a changed woman?"
Meanwhile in Metropolis broken and bloodied, the Caped Crusader was dragged across the concrete floor. They threw him down and he tumbled across to the wall. When he had finally settled he removed his hood that blacked his vision. He began to stand, but soon fell over. Groaning in pain, he lays there. Suddenly, ever so faintly, the cry of a young infant could be heard.
"Batman!" A stringy man in black appeared. "Get your ass up." His voice was high and shrewd tearing at his ears. The lanky shadow lifted Batman as if he was weightless and three him across the room until he reached a familiar set of feet.
The young girl from before, "The boss wants a word with you Batty-boo."