AN: After a little break in writing, or rather typing this story, I am back with some more in this series of stories. What happened last time was that one of Michael's friends made himself known to Travis Brody. If he thought that was bad, he is going to meet the rest of Michael's friends.

Chapter Two: The Dragon Of Water and Air

Travis sat on his front porch as his mother and father stood there with hands on each of his shoulders. The cops was in front of him, shooting questions at him about what had just happened minutes earlier. He was scared, Travis was, that whoever did this was more than likely to come back and try again. The kid did not think twice about shooting out one of his tires, and what scared him even more was that he knew, how was not important now, that there was more of them, just like the guy that he ran into earlier.

"So, any reason why this kid would just pick on you, just out of the blue?" The cop asked, for what seemed to be the one-hundredth time.

"I don't know. I came outside to get something out of my car, and he was sitting on the hood." Travis said. "I asked him what did he want, and he called me a home wrecker. Then right after that, he shot out one of my tires. Before I knew it, he was gone."

"Okay, what else is going to happen?" Travis' father asked.

"I want him to come downtown, and look at some photographs. I think that this guy is in the system, but I want Travis here to be sure." The cop said.

Travis agreed. Anything to get away from here for a while. As he was leaving with the officer, he thought about what that kid said to him before he fired. This is for Michael... Whoever that guy was, he was a friend of Michael, the same guy that Miley left for him. Now he was wondering if dating that girl was worth it. All of this happened the minute that he dated Miley, and right after she came clean to Michael about their relationship. Why, oh why did he beg her persistently to end things with Michael and be exclusive to him?

Melody arrived home, at Jeff's home with her 'cousin' Christian, and sat down on the couch, putting her face in her hands. It was long after Michael's funeral, but she still missed him. She was not going to get over losing her brother, nor was she going to get over it quickly. It was going to be a while before she ever came to terms over what happened to him, and why.

As she sat there brooding, Christian came bounding down the steps.

"You're home? Good. Did you hear what happened?" Christian asked her.

"No, why? What happened?" Melody asked him.

"Well, from what Jeff told me, someone tried to intimidate Travis by shooting out one of his tires on his car." Christian said.

"Really? Who?" Melody inquired from Christian.

"No idea." Christian answered. "Whoever it was, it was a friend of Michael's. That's why Jeff told me what happened. He asked me if someone Michael knew was Japanese, and to ask you the same question."

"No." Melody answered in a very stoical voice. Christian just looked at her, and sighed. She was still feeling the effects of Michael being dead. Hell, he was still not over it, nor was he ever going to be. Christian and Melody were probably the closet people that Michael ever knew, and trusted.

"Christian? I need to ask you something." Melody said.

"Okay, what's up?" Christian said, standing closer to her.

"Do you think that Michael is really dead?" Melody answered her.

Christian did not answer her right away. He ran one hand down his face, and sighed deeply. He took a nearby chair, and sat down in front of her.

"Okay, I am going to tell you something, but do not tell Jeff that I told you. Okay?" Christian said in a low-toned voice.

"Sure. What is it?" Melody asked him.

"I think he is, but when I asked Jeff the same thing that you asked me, he said something that made me really think." Christian said.

"What?" Melody inquired.

"He told me, that something about the crime scene did not sit right with him." Christian answered.

"Is he alive?" Melody asked him.

"I am not sure." Christian answered honestly. "I have no idea."

"I mean, this is Michael we are talking about here. He has survived much worse." Melody said hopefully.

"I agree, but we have to wait until further evidence comes out to be sure." Christian told her.

Melody nodded in agreement. She felt a little better, now knowing that there might be some promise in the fact that Michael might be alive.

"So, what exactly happened?" Lilly asked her as they took their seat in their usual place at the beach.

"No idea." Miley answered. "Travis told me what he could, and that was that some kid was sitting on his car, and shot out one of his tires."

"Why?" Lilly asked her.

"I guess to scare him." Miley said.

"Wait, do you think that Melody or Christian sent that kid themselves?" Lilly asked in a whisper.

"I wouldn't put it pass them." Miley said. "They have hated me since the truth came out about Michael and me."

"I can't blame them for being mad, but it really doesn't make sense that they would be this mad about something like this to the point of scaring off your boyfriend." Lilly answered her.

"Maybe, but I just can't be sure." Miley said.

Miley and Lilly got up to leave, and as they were walking back to the car they both drove here in, someone cut in front of them. It was an older man, and he was accompanied by a girl that was roughly their age. He wore a blue jacket with the insignia for water on it, some black jeans, and a Russian hat on his head. The teen that was with him, wore a white shirt with an insignia for air on it, and blue jean shorts with sneakers.

"Well, comrade. You are right on button. It is her." The man said in a thick Russian accent.

"Yeah. I told you that it was her." The girl said. The man had a blank look on his face, as if this was another day at the office, while the girl looked as though she could lash out at any second in this conversation.

"Uh, can we help you?" Miley asked.

"Yes, Miley, you can." The Russian said. "We are close friends of Michael Harris. We are really saddened by the death of our friend."

"Oh, sorry for your-"

"Shut the fuck up. We aren't done." The girl snapped at them.

"Michael was good man. Deserved better than a slut like you." The Russian said. "Now we are here on a mission of revenge. Your boyfriend escape without a scratch because we wanted him too."

"You on the other hand, not so lucky." The teenage girl said.

Before Miley and Lilly had a chance to defend themselves, the two attacked. The man kicked Lilly hard in the face, knocking her out on her feet, and he threw her to the ground heavy-handedly.

"Lilly!" Miley said, turning to try and help her friend. The teen girl stopped her, and threw her against the car. When Miley tried to fight back, a knife was pressed against her throat.

"No bitch. We are gonna end this our way." The girl said.

"No! We sent our message, that's enough." The Russian said, trying to pry the girl away from Miley.

"It is never going to be enough! Not until Miley and Travis are dead like Michael!" The teen said, trying again to stab Miley.

"Another time, comrade! Let's leave!" He said.

"We are going to kill you and your fucking family, for Michael." She said. Miley watched as they disappeared into the evening, and once she was sure that they were gone, she immediately went over to check on Lilly.

Jeff thought that this day was going to be boring, but boy was he wrong. Not a minute after finding out about Travis having an intimidation attack on him, Lilly and Miley were attacked at the beach. David Falcone was there to help him, and his fiancee Alex was getting ready for an interview with Jeff about the death of his nephew. He was holding off on the interview, because he had to deal with these attacks. It wasn't in his district, but he knew that he had to do something.

"Well, all three had one thing in common." Jeff told David. "They all wore shirts with insignias on them. Each representing water, air, and fire."

"What does that mean?" David asked him.

"I don't know, but I have seen these shirts somewhere. Why do they seem familiar?" Jeff asked himself.

"A gang, perchance? Someone you arrested recently had that on them?" David said. "Are they a family?"

"Maybe, I just don't know." Jeff said, ruffling his hair. "God, that shirt looks so damn familiar. I just can't remember it right now, for some strange reason."

"Wait, what else did they say after the attacks?" David asked. The minute that David asked that, Jeff had a look on their face like he remembered something important.

"They talked about Michael. That's exactly what each one of them said." Jeff said. Jeff brought up known associates on his computer, and David watched as he saw an all too familiar name and face.

"Michael Harris." They said in unison.

David stepped outside, and was met by an old friend. David stared at Batman as he walked towards him.

"Well, nice to see that you made it here in one piece." Batman said.

"Damn, not even going to try and hide your presence, are you?" David asked him.

"Honestly, there's no point in doing so." Batman answered. "They know that I am out here."

"As they know that I am out here as well." David said. "So, what's new?"

"Besides the fact that Michael's allies are attacking Miley and her friends and family? Nothing." Batman said. "Joker's been quiet as well."

"He's waiting to make his move. That would mean that he is getting antsy. When people get antsy, they make bad mistakes." David said.

"Also, there's no word on Ivy and Scarecrow." Batman said.

"That's not good." David answered. "Alex won't be able to interview Miley anyway after what happened to her and Lilly."

"Okay then, what would you suggest we do next?" Batman asked.

"I haven't the slightest idea." David said, shrugging his shoulders. "I would say go hunt these guys down, but that seems like a horrible idea."

"We have got to do something before these three kill someone." Batman said.

"I agree." David said.

As said earlier, Joker kept his ear to the ground, and he knew what was going on. Joker knew that these were friends of Michael, the ones that were putting it on Miley and her friends. He had to somewhat think highly of the way that these guys were doing it. They made it well known that they were, again, friends of Michael's. They also did it in public with people around. That meant they did not care about getting caught, or they were sloppy with their work.

It was obvious that they did not care about innocents getting in the crossfire. Joker had to wonder just who in the hell was he dealing with?

"Joker?" Dr. Crane, or Scarecrow at this moment in time, said, snapping Joker out of his thoughts.

"What?" Joker snapped at him. Scarecrow showed him something in his hand as Joker looked at him.

"I got what you needed." Scarecrow said, handing him a beat up bag. Joker took it, and looked inside. For the first time in months, Joker smiled.

"Thank you, my friend. I needed this." Joker said. "With Michael's friends making their move, and them doing it publicly, I may have to move quicker than I intend to."

"Might I ask, just what do you need this for?" Scarecrow asked him.

"It is a surprise, my friend." Joker said. "A very nasty surprise for Miley and Travis."

"Uh, what exactly are you planning?" Scarecrow asked.

"A very nasty, and deadly surprise." Joker smiled.

"Well, are you going to help me get Alex and David?" Scarecrow asked him.

"Oh of course, I will. I am a lot of things, but among those things, I am a man of my word." Joker smiled. "All of our enemies are going to meet a venomous demise."

AN: Well, stay tuned for more!