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Salvation

I’ve been betrayed by my friend, Jason Sale, who’s just brought me to bargain with a group of super-villain psychos.

I can’t believe this. I trusted this man. Tried surviving in the same situation as him. Even saved his life before Mr. Freeze could leave him in a block of ice for the rest of his life. And now he’s brought me before the Joker and his gang just so save his own ass. And what’s worse....it turns out he murdered Emily, my other good friend, just because she said no.

Jason was looking at Joker when he said “Do we have a deal or not, Joker? This girl’s life for mine.”

“Hey wait a sec, Mr. J.” I hear Harley Quinn say, making me perk up to her. “That’s the girl I told ya about. The one in the cell across from me.”

“Oh? Really?” Joker says, tilting his head a bit. “Well if that’s the case, a good friend of Harley’s is a good friend of...”

“What do you mean ‘a good friend of Harley’s?’” I hear Poison Ivy say, making most of the attention in the room turn to her. “What about me, Joker? Don’t I get a pass like she does?”

“Sorry, Pammy.” He says. “But I couldn’t have you go off and take the Botanical Garden’s for yourself. I need the island for me, myself and I. See? And that’s a big order to fill.”

“Harley, please!” I hear her half-beg to Quinn.

Harley seems a bit conflicted, looking back between Joker and Ivy, before saying “Eeh...sorry, Red. But it’s Mr. J’s plan or bust at this point.”

“That’s my girl.” Joker says, reaching up and patting her on the head. “Now then, where were...?”

“Jo...Joker...please....” Freeze, suddenly says from his cell. “I...I need my suit.....and my Nora...”

“Nonsense, Vicky.” He says, looking over to him. “You just need another ice bath is all.” He looked to his girl and said “Harley?”

“Rightyo, puddin’.” She says, holding up the freeze ray and walking over in front of the cell. “One doctor, on the rocks. Comin’ up!”

She suddenly blasted the ray, not at Freeze but rather at every other area inside his cell. It created more and more sheets of ice around. I assumed that helped keep the room cold enough for Freeze to stay alive while out of the suit. Even the bars were frozen at this point. Freeze only groaned and lowered his back on the ground, seeing they wouldn’t let him out. God only knows what they’ll have in store form me.

“I still do see why you keep him around.” Great White says. “Be better off just to leave him to die, like h deserves.”

“You fail to see the bigger picture, Fish-face.” He says, leaning over to him. “With frosty, over there, we can have our share of a whole slur of advanced weapons. Think of it: you could have your very own freeze ray. Just the kind of thing a growing killer needs for a Christmas gift.”

(What about Ivy?) Firefly asks.

“Well....for Harley’s sake.” He says, pointing at Quinn. “She’d get all emotional over it, I’d have to murder and steal to make her feel better, it’s all a little much for me right now.”

“The Warden?” Zsasz asks.

“Well he DOES make for a good footstool.” Joker says, tapping his heel on the Warden’s back. “Could use a cup holder though.”

“And Zeus and Wesker?” Dent asks.

“Entertainment. Is that right, Firefly?” Joker asks, looking over to him.

(Sure thing. Just watch.) He answers, holding up the Scarface puppet.

The Ventriloquist looks up in horror as he sees Firefly starting to hold his flamethrower under the puppet, bringing it closer and closer very slowly.

He starts to see the heat starting to burn the tip of the hat before saying “NO! STOP! Leave-leave Mr. Scarface alone!”

Firefly only chuckles, still cooking the puppet, before saying (What’s the matter? Don’t want me to wreck your dolly?)

Suddenly the attention is turned when Maxie Zeus says “Vile Hermes!” he was looking at Joker wen he said this. “Enjoying as you and your compatriots indulge in your brief victory? Well savor while you can. For Zeus will break from these mortal bonds and harbor is smite at thee before you...”

Before he could finish, Joker pointed his thunder rod and blasted a bolt towards Zeus. It missed him but made a violent spark that hit the bars of the cell and made Maxie back away.

“Save the Shakespeare for someone who understand your gibberish, Maxie.” He says. “Next time I’ll be needing a translator.”

“Joker?” Jason says, bringing the attention back to me and him. “About our deal?”

I’m in fear now. There’s no telling what will happen now. Maybe Harley’s word will let me off easy and they’ll just stick me in a cell. But then, for all I know, one of them might end up doing something horrible to me before or just for the fun of it. Or maybe Joker will just kill me himself and then that’ll be it.

I can see Zsasz watching with an anxious look, especially towards me. Maybe he wants a second chance at me for what happened before. At this point, my father’s bad luck is starting to hit me harder than ever.

Joker is just sitting there, his feet still propped up on Warden Sharp’s back. He’s thinking on what to do with me. Finally he stands, kicking the Warden’s arms from under him, making him fall.

He then says “Well I’m bought, Doc.” He says, making my heart drop. “We’ll take the girl.”

Harley suddenly walks up and picked me up by the arm, walking me over to the side. Jason seems relieved by this, after I can see he’d been sweating most of the time. Even he was worried how this would turn out. Probably thinking they’d kill both of us, or just him alone. He should be so lucky that it came to this.

Suddenly Harley whispers in my ear and says “Watch this, blondie. It’ll be a killer.”

Jason’s clasping his hands together, smiling and saying “Thank you. Thank you, Joker. I’ll remember this. I promise.”

“Speaking of remembering...” Joker says, grinning. “...some of us have a few things we remember about you, Dr. Sale. Isn’t that right, Harvey?” he says, looking at Two-Face.

“That’s right.” He says, walking up to Jason and making him look more nervous than before. “ Like how you tried to have the Warden add shock therapy to my daily treatments. Said it would help execute the other half of the poor fool.”

In a sudden motion of action, Two-Face smacked Jason, with the butt of his gun, across the face. It made a whelp on his face and he fell to the ground, holding it in pain.

Just as he looked up, Two-Face looked down at Jason and said “One for me...”

“Dent please!” Jason begs, only to have a foot go up against his jaw hard.

“...and one for me!” Dent says, seeing Jason on the ground and holding his face.

“St-stop!” Jason begged again. “I didn’t...”

Before he can finish Great White walks up, making Jason look up in horror, before he says “Restrict my meals to nothing but crappy veggies? Thought it better for my diet, or did you just want to piss me off?”

“N-no White. It wasn’t like...” Jason begins before Great White picked him up by the collar and held him face-to-face.

“Should’ve learned by now, Doc, I ani’t the veggie type.” He says. “I prefer meat. And I like my meat....raw!”

I almost scream when I see Great White lean Jason’s head and sink his teeth into his ear. I wish my hands weren’t in cuffs. Jason’s screaming it almost too much for me to stand. I look away at Great White still biting his ear off.

I hear Jason drop to the ground and then hear Great White spit something out of his mouth. I look and see Jason on the floor, again, and holding a bloody spot on the right side of his head. I then look over at what White spit out, which is right a my feet. I can’t fully tell, but I know it used to be an ear. I’m on the verge of losing everything in my stomach again after seeing it. I look away in time to see Zsasz walk up to Jason and brandish his knife.

Jason keeps pleading, tears in his eyes at this point, as he says “P-Please! For god’s sakes, I was only...”

“I hear you’re the one who suggested giving me a frontal lobotomy, Dr. Sale.” He says, kneeling down.

“Victor, no!” he says, holding his left hand, the one not covering what’s left of his ear, out.

Suddenly Zsasz grabs his hand and slams it to the ground, holding it down. I can see Jason struggling, hear him pleading, before I look and see Zsasz raising his knife up in the air. I look away just as I hear it come down and cut one of Jason’s finger’s off.
I look back and see Jason’s bloody hands, the left one now missing his index finger. I can’t believe this is happening to him. But then I was the one who wanted to kill him before, after what he’d done to Emily. And then I feel so sick of myself...when part of me is feeling he deserves everything he gets for it.

Joker stands there, with a smile on his face, looking at the riving Jason, before saying “Let me get this straight, Doc. You bring us some girl, dressed like she’s ready for a Lewis Carol festival mind you, expect her to be traded for your life, and then we would just let you go?” He giggled, which then turned into a grim chuckle, then saying “Now THAT is what I’d call crazy. I think you’ve been spending too much time around us, Jay-jay. It’s starting to get to your head.”

“Let me finish him, Joker.” Zsasz says, looking back and even throwing Jason’s finger away. “And then let me kill the girl too. I’ll make more marks than ever in one night”

(Hold it!) Firefly said, now bringing himself into the conversation. (Why should you have all the fun, Zsasz? Maybe I wanna kill the doc. You can have the girl.)

He stops trying to burn the Scarface doll, which half of its face was now burnt by now, and dropped it to the ground. Wesker reaches out and actually manages to grab it before pulling it back into his cell.

“No, I want the doc.” Great White said. “Bastard deserves more than this, and I wanna give him every inch he deserves.”

Suddenly Joker whistles, with his fingers in his mouth, to silence them and get all their attention. I admire than someone like him seems to have enough of a reputation to keep such order.

“Hold it now, boys.” He says. “Maybe we should be a little more fare about this. What you all say we make more interesting? Flip for it, right, Harvey?”

Two-Face looks back between Jason, still on the ground and weeping now, me, cowering near Harley, and the Joker, giving an enthusiastic look.

“Alright then.” He said, taking out his coin. “Maybe we start with the girl first then.”

“No objections there.” Joker says before looking at the others.

The three, being Great White, Firefly and Zsasz, either shrug or stay silent to watch. I look in growing fear as he comes up to me, flipping the coin between his fingers.

He finally reaches me and says “Here’s how it goes.” He shows me the clear side. “Heads, you go free.” Then the burned side. “Tails....I guess that depends on what Zsasz has in store for you.”

I glance my eyes at Zsasz and see he has a very anxious look. I then look back to Dent who only leans back and readies to flip his coin. It goes up. The whole time my mind racing with what will happen. Time feels like it slows as the coin goes higher up in the air. I don’t know what will happen. It’s a 50/50 chance at this point. If it lands heads....IF it lands heads, will they really let me go? Will it just be a trick like what they did to Jason? If that’s the case will they do worse to me. The coin starts to come down. This could be it. When my luck finally runs out. It’s been close up to this point.

No one had noticed, but before Harvey flipped the coin, Man-Bat seemed to perk up from where he was hanging. Just before Harvey can catch the coin, Man-Bat shrieks and flaps his wings. This makes Harvey miss his chance and the coin hits the floor. Man-Bat falls down from where he is and lands on his feet.

“Dammit!” Zsasz says as he and everyone else looks at Man-Bat.

“Stupid animal had to ruin the moment!” Two-Face says, picking up his coin.

Joker pulls out a little remote that activates the shock collar around Man-Bat, shocking him of course, and making him give a mild shriek of pain.

“Next time I get a giant fish monster.” Joker says.

Suddenly Man-Bat starts sniffing around more and then shrieking into the air.

Harley tilts her head and says “What’s got him so worked up? He need a giant piece of fruit or something?”

He shrieks up towards the roof again, making me and everyone else look up to see. There’s nothing there. Nothing we can see at least.

“You don’t think it’s...” Great White’s about to say before Two-Face cuts him off.

“No way. He’s supposed to be dealing with Bane in Gotham right now. No way he could’ve...”

Joker suddenly look to Quinn and says “Harley.” Before indicating the part of the room with the monitors.

She nods before letting me go and walking over to the screens. I’m too caught up with whatever’s going on to try and run. I can tell all the guys who can are lifting up their weapons and aiming them up above, while Man-Bat still seems to be looking at something up there that we cannot see.

As I look around I can see Warden Sharp, who recovered from being kicked and standing on all his fours for so long, who tried to hide behind the chair the Joker was using. That’s fine, Sharp. No need to help me or anything. But not that I can fully blame him. Even I’d be scared beyond belief in his shoes.

After a minute, Joker says to Harley “Anything?”

“Nothing yet, sweety.” She says. “All the cameras on the lower levels are busted and nothing’s coming up anywhere outside.”

(Maybe that’s what he did.) Firefly said. (Somehow found out Grundy and Croc were fighting down there and just used it for cover while he took out the cameras so we wouldn’t know.)

“If you could think of that, Lynns,” Joker began “then that’s not what he would do. Trust me, I know.”

“Maybe it’s not him.” Dent suggests. “Maybe it’s the kid.”

“The kid? Give me a break. He wouldn’t send the kid for this.” Great White says.

“It’s him alright. I’m sure of it.” Joker says. “But how did he even get here? The roads are blocked.”

“Uh....puddin’....?” Harley says, pointing at one of the screen.

I see Joker walk over to look at it while I try to lean over from where I’m standing to get a better look. I can’t really tell what it is they’re seeing, but I can tell it’s of the docks of the island and there’s something there. Some odd looking boat all in black and like no kind of boat I’d even seen before.

“Oh yeah.” Joker says, scratching his chin. “Forgot he had one of those.”

“Dammit, Joker!” White says, sounding worried. “I thought we had a plan. We were supposed to take the city!”

“Now clam down, calm down.” He says, hardly worried by what’s going on. “No need to panic.”

Just as soon as he finishes saying it, the lights in the room go off. Everything is dark for a few seconds before a few lights on the wall, the color red, turn on to provide a smaller source of light then the others. Now it’s a bit harder to see inside now. I’m barley able to see that everyone is still standing where they are, except Jason who’s still on the floor but not looking around at what’s going on.

Dent only looks at Joker and says “You were saying?”

Before anyone knew it, Man-Bat seemed to react to something else above him. He flew up into the air and crashed through the glass roofing of the room. Glass came down and Great White had to move out of the way before he could be it.

(Where the hell’s he going?) Firefly said, seeing this. (Joker, get him back!)

Joker used his controller to try and bring Man-Bat back, pressing the button on it. Nothing happened. He tried again. Still nothing. He kept pressing before giving up and tossing it aside.

“Junk collars. No wonder it’s so easy to break out so these days.” He says.

I’m still looking around up above, trying to see what’s up there. Just then we all hear Harley give a squeak before hearing a thud right afterwards. We all look over and can barely see anything. I at least assume so since even I can’t fully see over there.

(Hold it.) I hear Firefly say before he lights a flare.

He shines it over towards where Harley was and sees the freeze gun on the floor. We can all hear the sound of a muffled voice before he shines it up higher. It’s then that we can all see Harley, hanging upside-down and tied up in some kind of rope with a gag over her mouth.

“No....no this can’t happen...” I hear Zsasz say. “I can’t be stopped before I make the mark!” This catches my attention as I see he’s looking at me, brandishing his knife again, still stained with blood. “ I need to make the mark!”

“Shut it, Zsasz!” Great White says. “Save that crap for later!”

“But I can’t be stopped.” He says, suddenly coming towards me now. “I need it! I need it now!”

I back away, only to rip over my own feet and fall on the ground. I try to pick myself up but can’t when my hands are still cuffed. Zsasz is standing right in front of me now and readying the knife.

“I’ll give you the salvation you need!” he says, brining it closer to me.

Oh god no! Not now! Someone one save me!

There’s a crash of glass above which draws my attention. Some black form drops down and lands on Zsasz, forcing him down and smashing his head on the ground. The black form takes me by the shoulders and brings me to my feet. In the blackness of the room it’s hard to tell, but I can make out a decent shape of him from this close.

His long dark cape resting at his sides like actual wings. His grey armored suit with a odd looking belt I can see. That pointed ear cowl and those deep blue eyes looking at me. And finally, on his chest, the unmistakable symbol....the bat.

I don’t know what I’m more amazed at: the fact that my life was just saved by him, or that he’s actually hear, standing right in front of me. I can’t help but give a small smile when I can now see him. Between me and all those freaks who’d have fun killing me. But now I feel a sense of security and protection. I’m not afraid anymore. Why?
Because....

....Batman’s here to help.

I can hear Maxie Zeus proclaim “Brother Hades! You’ve come to free me!”

(Son of a bitch! It IS the bat!) Firefly says, pointing his flamethrower at him. (Your ass is fried, freak!)

I look at Firefly, seeing him ready to fire. But then Batman holds my shoulders and makes me crouch down on the floor. He does the same but then flings his cape over both of us. I see him push something on his belt and the next thing I know, the cape seems to change in some way. I’m sure how but I do know it keeps us safe when Firefly uses his flamethrower and yet neither of us are burned.

“Are you alright?” he asks me.

“N-no...I’m...” I try to say, still stunned by what’s going on.

“Turn around. I’m going to get those cuffs of you.” He says, while also taking out what look like weird boomerangs shaped like bats from his belt.

Firefly stops using the flamethrower and sees what’s happened before saying (Dammit!)

“Step aside, bug-brain.” I hear Dent say.

I peek out and see him and Great White pull out there guns. Batman pushes the same button on his belt and makes the cape look as it did before. Just as the two fire he throws his bat-boomerang things at them, and Firefly. I look and see as they hit their hands and knock the guns out of Two-Face and Great White’s hands. The third becomes lodged into Firefly’s weapon and seems to short it out.

Just then Batman throws some kind of pellet in the middle of them and it explodes into a cloud of smoke. I look in shock and wonder as the three, even the Joker who’d been standing by the whole time, are covered in a cloud of think smoke.

Batman then looks to me and indicates I turn around. I do so and feel as he grips the chain between my cuffs I feel him pull and hear a faint groan in his voice before the sound of something metal snapping. I feel I can move my hands freely now and look to see them. The chain to them is broken, only the cuffs and one link on each is left. I’m a bit surprised Batman is that strong. Or these were very weak cuffs. Either way I suppose.

I then turn back to him in time to hear him say “I’ll cover you. Make for the door and get out of here.”

Just then Firefly says (Think this smoke’ll save you? Helmet’s got inferred you moron!)

He turned when he heard this and back to me when he finished before saying “Go. Now!”

He turns again and jumps into the smoke. I can see Firefly had lite another flare which made light around him. I can make out the silhouettes of Firefly, Two-Face and Great White in the middle. As they look around the sudden shape of Batman hits Two-Face and I can see the others reacting to this, turning and running towards him.

I want to see him win, because I know Batman will, but I should do what he said and run. I back away from the smoke cover and look to see the door. I rush towards it, thanking God in my mind over and over that Batman came in when he did. Before I make it halfway to the door something snags my ankle and makes me trip to the ground.

“Sa-Sam...” I hear Jason say.

I look back and see him gripping my ankle with one hand and the skirt part of the dress I’m wearing with the other. Both hands are bloody and staining me wherever they touch. I look at his bruised and bloody face, the blackened whelp under his eye, the bloody nose, the bloody spot where his ear used to be, and the crazed, almost animal look in his face. He drags himself further up to my face as I struggle to get him away from me.

“This...is all your fault!” He says, reaching his hands for my throat. “You bitch! You did this to me! Making deal behind my back without telling! That’s why Harley helped you out! I’ll kill you! Bitch!”

He puts his hands around my throat and starts to squeeze. I can feel his grip over my windpipe as he does. As he chokes me, the only thing going through my mind his how insane he looks and of how he’s blaming me. Me! I’m not the one who did anything. I didn’t think a good idea involving making deals with Joker. It was all his fault. Everything was his fault. Me being here in this situation, nearly getting me killed, murdering Emily! And after I saved his life!

That does it! I’ve had enough of this bastard. As my hands are clutching his wrists to get his hands off of me I reach my right one out and smack him against the face, hitting his bloody space where his ear was. He screams and lets go of me, clutching his wound with both hands. It take me a second or two to catch my breath before I look back at him. He deserves worse then what he got. It’s not enough he’s wounded severely...he needs to pay for what he did. He needs to die!

He jump on him, yelling, before bringing his face in view. I find myself clenching my hands into fists and then bringing one down on his left cheek. Another to his right. His left. His right. I keep hitting and hitting, I don’t care when I stop, only when he’s not breathing anymore. I deserves this!

I can hear Batman fighting with the villains in the smoke cover. I can hear punching, Great White screaming, Joker falling to the ground for some reason, a clang of one of his bat-boomerangs, Two-Face roaring, even something from Firefly’s armor breaking. But most of that noise is drowned out as I just keep hitting Jason.

I don’t care about anything but Jason right now. More and more I hit, in ignoring how my hands are starting to get numb. I can’t let up....I won’t! He considered me crazy? I’ll show him crazy! I’ll show him and...

Before I can hit with my right again, something grabs my hand and stops me. I look back and See Batman there. He has a few marks on his armor, probably from the fight, that look like they were made from Firefly using one of his weapons on him.

“That’s enough.” He says. “Any more and he’ll die.”

“Exactly!” I say, standing and taking my hand away from his. “He killed someone! My friend! He dragged me here in chains. He tried to sell me off for his own life! He needs to die!”

“That’s not your decision.” He says to me, looking me dead in the eye. “Do you really think I’m about to let your kill someone after what he’s been through.”

“You think that’s bad? I’ve been through hell my whole life! All the time I’ve had nothing but tragedy and death and then I end up here in this hell hole! I finally find the closest thing to a friend....and that bastard killed her! He need to...”

“Listen to yourself.” He says. “Would she want that from you? Do you think she’d want you to turn into the same thing that took her life? And what about your parents? Is this any way to honor what they wanted for you Samantha?”

My eyes widen when he says my name, making me ask “How...how do you know...?”

Before I can finish he continues and says “I know that you’re about to cross a line that, once you do, you can never go back on. That’s not a line you want to cross unless you’re prepared to suffer the consequences. Don’t turn your life into a battle for vengeance....because it’s not the way. Let me get you out of here, Samantha. Let me take you home.”

I listen to his words as he speaks. When he’s done stop and look down at my hands.
They’re stained with small bits of blood. Then I look back at Jason, seeing his even more bruised and damaged face. I look back to my hands and I start to see what could’ve happened.

My god... I really did that to him. I was going to... to... and I nearly did. I almost became... just like everything else I’ve been running from tonight. Every inmate that I’ve encountered or ran from or tried to survive....I almost turned into one of them.
I can hold back from crying a bit, realizing I was nearly about to murder someone. What has Arkham done to me? Batman brings me in for a hug and I can help but do so. He’s the only person on this whole island who I can count on, and I’ve only know him for less than ten minutes.

“I...I want to go...” I say, trying to stop my crying.

“Oh what a shame.” Both Batman and I hear Joker say. “And hear I thought I’d get to welcome a new psycho to the group!”

As he and I look to see Joker, who recovered fast from fighting Batman before, he points the lighting rod and fires. Instead of a single bolt, somehow Joker manages to send a stream of lighting out of it. It just misses me and Batman, who pulled me away from it in time, and goes right towards Jason. He gives out a scream as he trembles on the floor, electricity sparking from him before he stops. I look in shock and see that now he’s dead, but not by my hands.

Batman looks as Joker tires to aim the bolt again. He takes another boomerang and throws it towards Joker, hitting the bolt out of his hands. It lands away on the ground before Joker even has time to go for it. Batman runs up and grabs him by the collar.

I actually take a moment from this to see the area, noticing the changes from Batman’s fight. Now Two-Face and Great White are tied together, back-to-back, and lying on the ground, unconscious. Firefly is up against the wall with his tankers and jetpack, that used to be on his back, now lying next to him, on the ground, looking heavily damage. His helmet also has a large dent on the nozzle part of it and one of the glass eyes is broken. And I can see Warden Sharp is still hiding behind the chair, with his hands over his head and crouching on the ground.

“It’s over.” Batman says to Joker, holding him face-to-face. “Whatever you were planning stops here.”

“What I was planning?” Joker says before chuckling “Oh come on, Batsy, you really think this was only my plan and mine alone?”

“You wanted to try and take the city, starting with Arkham.” Batman begins to explain.
“Sending Bane to try keep me occupied. Threatening the city with bombs so no one came close to interfering. All to try and take the city with your little gang?”

Joker only giggled more before saying “You really are the world’s greatest detective, Bats. But you didn’t put all the pieces together. I mean, how exactly did you think I broke out in the first place?” He paused and then said “Well...THIS time I mean. And why would I stay? I mean as crazy as I am, I wouldn’t spend another second in this cuckoo’s nest if it meant getting back to dear old Gotham. Batman, it's like you don't know me at all. Heh, heh.”

“Who then?” Batman demands. “Who helped you? Who’s plan involved all this madness?”

Before Joker answers something flies through the air and hits him on the side of the head, leaving a big scar on the right side of his forehead. Apparently whatever it was hit Joker so hard that it knocked him out. He falls out of Batman’s grip and to the floor before I see the thing that hit him in the first place. Some kind of sharp metal weapon, almost like those things ninjas would use in those kind of movies.

“There is no greater genius...” someone above says “..without a mixture of madness.”

Suddenly the lights to the room seem to come back on, making Batman and I look up to see someone standing on one of the rafters in the room, holding some sort of device, which I assume managed to get the lights back on, in his right hand.

He’s wearing a large trench coat over most of his body. His hands are gloved and in one he has a pistol in it. I can’t see his face though, because it’s completely covered in bandages from top to bottom. I find it almost a surprise the guy can talk or even smile, as he’s doing now.

Batman only looks and growls before saying “Hush!”

I’m only standing there and wondering who the hell this guy is, and what does this mean will happen next?