Batman Fanfics

Joker's POV: Slow days have gone by, and I feared that I hit a dry spell. All the papers ever talk about anymore is Mister Freeze and Poison Ivy. I guess it's about time I reappeared... and with a bang! Harley will come back eventually, she always does. What to dp, though, what to do. "Rupert! Come here!" I yelled, and Rupert came in. "Ideas! Ideas! I need some ideas! I yelled. "Why don't we hijack a cruise ship? Free vacation, boss." Rupert said. I thought about that, it could work... but... not really my style. Dry spells, I hate them. But once I come back, trust me, every one will know! "Wait, boss, don't we have that bomb in storage?" Rupert asked. "Why, yes. I have forgoten all about it! Gotham, prepare for the worst." I yelled.

Bruce Wayne's POV: 4:00, the reporter girl should be here any minute. Alfred then walks in with her. "Bruce Wayne? Hi, I'm Vicki Vale. I'm the reporter." She introduced. "Yes, I remember. Its a pleasure." I said, and shook her hand. "Please, have a seat." I said, and she sat down across from me, and pulled out a notepad and a pencil. "So, Mr. Wayne, why do you have Mrs. Nora Fries frozen?" She askef. "Mrs. Fries is very, very sick with a malady that has no cure." I said. "But why is she frozen?" She asked. "Actually, she's not frozen. Mrs. Fries is in a tank filled with cold water, not frozen in ice. She's in there because the coldness from the water slows down her malady." I answer. "Isn't her husband, Victor Fries, helping to find the cure." She asked. "Yes, he is." But he's a criminal." She said. "He's very capable of finding a cure. Also, the only reason he committed crimes was to help fund treating his wife." I answer. She nodds. "Thanks, Mr. Wayne." She says. Vicki gets up, and puts her notepad and pencil away. "Have you heard about Nightwing and Red Robin?" She asked. "Yes, they were supposedly helping three criminals escape." I answer. "Guess you don't know who to trust. Wow, I would do almost anything to get an interview with one of those two." She said. "Maybe I can help. I do have very powerful connections." I say, and her face lights up. "Seriously?" She asks in excitement. "No promises, but yeah. I'll give you a call if things work out." I said. She gave me her number, and left. Dick then came into the room. "What was that about?" He asks. "Your shot to redemtion." I say, and walk away.

Notes

So, whose side are you on? Bruce's, or the Human Rights activists? Also Merry Christmas! This is Scarlet, over and out!