I OWN NOTHING FROM THIS GAME! ONLY TAYLOR AND DYLAN ARE MINE!

Chapter One

Trouble…Again

It was freezing, but she was covered in sweat. Taylor Carmicheal was lying in her bed, staring up at the ceiling as her lungs stretched out her skin. It was that same dream. It had been running through her head since the events at Arkham Asylum. She just didn't know why.

For the last six months, things had gotten worse. Warden Quincy Sharp had taken full credit for Joker's defeat at the Asylum and was elected as Mayor of Gotham City. For some strange, dumb reason, Sharp had walled off and isolated Gotham North, a large district, and converted it into the new form of Arkham Asylum. He left some psycho named Professor Strange in charge with security handled by militarized TYGER troops. Dylan had been transferred to the TYGER due to his military status but it was clear that her younger brother hated what was happening.

Taylor wasn't too glad about it, and neither was Bruce Wayne. It was something that she and her boyfriend constantly talked about over lunch or dinner.

That's right. Taylor and Bruce were a package. She had Bruce now…so why was Batman AND the Joker in her dreams? One would expect that the Joker would be a nightmare but he wasn't. He was…something that she didn't want to think about.

Pushing herself up out of the bed, she decided to slip into the shower and erase those thoughts of the man's hands off of her skin. Batman she could understand, but the Joker? And why wasn't Bruce in there, too? This was bad. Very, very bad. But she wouldn't say a thing about it.

She had been dating Bruce since the Asylum events and she held deep feelings for the man. She could honestly say that she was beginning to fall for him. He was the first man since Chad, her crazed ex that had killed her father, that she had dated. He was everything that she wanted in a man but Batman was still there. That was easy to explain. Every woman wanted that dark, bad boy that could protect them from everything so that was normal, but Joker? Where did that crazed lunatic come into her sexual dreams? Maybe it was more of a pity thing. She wasn't sure but she knew that she wanted it to stop. And that's why she was going to take the next step with Bruce.

Tonight they had a date for dinner. She was taking a nap, waiting for him to call her. Bruce was giving an open protest against the creation of the city before heading over to pick her up for dinner tonight.

Wiping the fog off of the mirror, Taylor looked at herself. At the age of 28, her long golden-brown hair clung to her pale tan skin, her gray eyes glaring harshly back at her due to the dreams that she was continuing to have.

Turning her television on to the news as she began to get ready, she only had to wait a little less than half an hour to get to what she was looking for.

The blonde reporter, Vickie Vale, stood on her screen. "This is Vickie Vale, reporting live from Arkham City, the controversial super city built right here in the heart of Gotham. In a few moments, Bruce Wayne will be live on stage to explain his sudden interest in Gotham politics. The infamous playboy millionaire has never been one-"

"It's billionaire, Vickie," A man commented as he passed the blonde by. "Millionaires are so last year."

Taylor gave a laugh as she sat on the edge of her bed, shaking her head. That was Bruce Wayne, AKA, her boyfriend. Tall, over six feet, Bruce was a handsome man a year or two older than herself with short, smoothed back black hair and blue eyes as he, like always, wore a black suit and tie. The only other thing that she had seen Mr. Wayne wearing was swim trunks just a few days ago when he invited her for a swim in his pool. Bruce's manor was amazing.

Cameras had gone off as everyone gathered around the podium as Bruce began to talk.

"Thank you, Gotham, thank you. In prison behind these walls gang leaders are fighting a bloody war in the middle of our once great city. Every inmate from Arkham Asylum and Blackgate prison has been relocated to this facility. How can this be safe for the people of Gotham?" He had a point. "Today, I'm starting a campaign to close Arkham City and make Gotham safe again."

The attention turned from Bruce to TYGER Squads moving in with gas bombs. In horror, Taylor watched as Bruce was kidnapped.

"No!" She jumped off of her bed, landing in front of the television. She was searching to find where they took Bruce but it wasn't hard to figure out. These were TYGER; the military Squad that worked in Arkham City. Dylan's Squad. They had taken Bruce to Arkham City, but why? What was going on?

Taylor jumped up from her floor and hurried to her closet, wiping the makeup from her face. It didn't matter what was going on; they had taken Bruce into hell and she wasn't just going to let him go through it. She had gone through the Asylum and it was hard enough for her, even with the training she had. Bruce was a business man; he wouldn't survive.

(Right ladies? ROFL)

~There's so much pressure

Seven blocks away

I don't think I'm gonna make it

Just feel the texture~

He hung his head, refusing to look at anyone as he passed through the streets. He was disgusted, but not just with his Squad. With himself. All of this…it was nothing like what he had sworn to do. It's the exact opposite. He hated all of it.

"And what is Mr. Carmichael up to today?"

Dylan Carmichael paused in his steps at the voice but he didn't glance over his shoulder. The ex-marine was tall, over 6'0' with short golden brown hair and gray eyes. Dressed in the black uniform of the TYGER Squad, the only difference was he refused to wear that helmet. A silver Knight chess piece hung from his left ear.

"What do you want, Ivy?"

"You don't seem to be yourself any longer," the green woman with red hair danced around to face him. "I liked you much more in the Asylum."

"Yeah, so did I," He sighed. He lifted his head and glanced off around Arkham City. "Now I just feel like a dirt bag."

"Well, of all of the others here you're the least," She told him.

He gave a small smile. "What do you want Ivy?"

Ivy gave a smile, pleased that she had lightened his mood up a little bit. "Nothing much, I just missed you."

"Missed me?" Dylan scoffed at her. "What do you want, Ivy?"

The green woman turned with a grin on her face. "Never can be fooled, can you?" She gave a fake sigh. "I have a favor to ask of you, Carmichael."

"No, I'm not sneaking you in a Venus Flytrap."

Ivy turned around to frown at him, her foot stomping like a little girl. "How come?"

"I'm not stupid. You'd grow it and then make it eat me!"

Ivy's lips curled back into a smile. "Not you, Dylan. Never you."

The man found his voice caught. He didn't know what to say in response to that and praised the heavens when his phone went off.

Let's walk through the fire together

Disappear in the golden sands

It's all in your face

I see you break

It's like the sound of winter.

"I thought you had a date with Wayne tonight?"

"Change of plans," Taylor's voice sounded breathless, like she had been running.

"What do you mean? If he baled on you, I'll-"

"He didn't do it on purpose, Dylan. A TYGER Squad kidnapped him and took Bruce into Arkham City."

"What?" Dylan cried out. Ivy tilted her head, watching him.

"And I'm following him."

"WHAT!?" That was worse than before. "No! Hell no, I won't let you put yourself in danger a second time! You only got into the Asylum last time because I wasn't there to stop you. This time I am. The City's much worse than the Asylum was, Taylor. I refused to let you come here!"

"That's my point, Dylan! Bruce is now in here, by himself. I have to do something."

"I can find your boyfriend, Taylor, just stay out there! Coming here just means that-"

"It's a little too late for that, Dylan."

Dylan frowned as it hit him; the explanation as to why she had been breathing so hard. "You're already inside of Arkham City, aren't you?"

"Yes," She had caught her breath. "It was easy to get inside, believe it or not, but maybe that's because of the utensils that B-Man had let in my possession after the Asylum."

Dylan hung his head. "Dammit, Taylor! Where are you?!"

"I'm not sure," As his sister spoke, he got the report of Catwoman being held hostage by Harvey Dent. "All I know is that Penguin has men all over the place."

"Taylor, You have to tell me where you-" The phone call cut off. "Taylor? Taylor!" He closed his phone. "Dammit!"

"Is something wrong?" Ivy asked, hand on her hip.

"Yeah, like always." He shook his head. "Forgive me, Pamela. We'll have to talk more later."

The woman gave a smile before turning to walk away. "You know where to find me."

Dylan gave a frown as he hurried down the streets. "Yeah, if only I could say that about my sister."

Penguin. His goons were running around the Iceberg Lounge sector. That would be the first place he would check.

And so it begins

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