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Batman looked down into the gloomy Gotham streets, still glistening from the now subsided rain. His cloak billowed, the folds making a shallow whumping sound, as they fluttered in the sudden bitter gust of Gotham wind. In the distance he could hear the usual night time sounds of the City, the traffic, a dog barking and the occasional Police Siren: A sound that would have, on any other night, signalled it was time for him to go to work. On any other night but this.
Somewhere below lurked the Joker and his Crew.
“Barbara is in position.” Nightwing approached from the far side of the rooftop. “She’s roped in pair of Gotham’s finest too.”
“Good, we may need them.” Batman stared at the hulking shadow of what he believed to be one of the Joker’s so called Titan Clowns. Ten feet of fearless bad tempered muscle. “They’re here.” Batman said flatly.
The Joker appeared first, moving out of the shadows and running into the cover of a pile of crates. Batman was in no doubt that he wanted to get a look at the contraband, Batman’s bait, spread out in the streets below. Joker scanned the rooftops first before signalling the rest of his Crew to move forward and grab whet they could.
Batman and Nightwing moved forward to the edge of the building, it was time to make their presence known. As they moved a shot rang out and shards of concrete flew into the air as the bullet went wide. If Joker hadn’t realised they were there before he certainly did now
Below Batgirl had run into the middle of the street, drawing the clown known as Whiteface out from the rock he was hiding under. His gun didn’t have enough range to worry her but she knew her own supporting Arkham Guard didn’t have the same problem as he opened fire and dropped Whiteface in a hail of good old Gotham lead.
Harley Quinn moved into the middle of the street, not a care for her own safety and fired a slug up at the two black clad heroes on the roof. If not for Nightwing’s reflexes he could have very well been the first casualty for the forces of order. He turned to Batman, nodded, and then used his Batclaw to make the street and into combat with Harley. Batman frowned at the young Hero’s hot headedness as the hulking form of a Titan Clown rounded the corner, swinging wildly, but failing to hit the youngster.
Batman hurled a pair of batarangs at one of the Jokers clowns foolish enough to stick his head out from behind the crates, knocking the Nail Gun armed goon clean out. Nightwing had come to his senses and extracted himself from the combat with the titan clown, as Harley Quinn retreated back to the relative safety of some barrels. The Titan clown was knocked out by a fusillade of gunfire from the Arkham Guard that would have killed any normal man. Batman saw his chance and leapt down from the building and finished the titan clown off.
The Jokers arrival from the sewers was completely unexpected, as was the shot that took Batman off his feet and into darkness.

There was noise, muffled at first but gradually became clearer as Batman regained his senses. Nightwing and Batgirl stood between him and what remained of the Jokers crew. He grabbed a nearby barrel and hauled himself to his feet, trying in vain to ignore the gaping wound in his side. A punch from Batgirl spun the Joker around to face him, summoning every last bit of strength he had, Batman concentrated it into his punch, catching Joker square on the chin and sending him unconscious to the floor.
There was a momentary look of horror on Harley Quinn’s face as she took stock of the situation. Realising that her “Puddin” was down, she gestured to the rest of the crew who vanished back into the shadows from whence they came. As she disappeared she looked over shoulder one last time and watched as Agent O Connell slapped the cuffs on the Joker.
“She’ll be back for him.” Batman muttered.