Amaya sat down on the theather seats. "Hm... almost 1 in the afternoon." She mumbled to herself looking at her watch. "I'll be leaving soon to meet up with my friends."

Bruce thought and thought. He didn't want to go and check out the places where he thought Joker was because it would just waset his time, and if he found Joker he didn't want to fight him just yet. Finaly he dicided for Joker to come to him.

"Friends?....You can't go running off willy nilly you're a wanted criminal!" he paused then let a sly grin creep up his face."Only experinced criminals can do that! Like me!" he crossed his legs then kicked them up onto a theater chair.

"Right..." Amaya said rolling her eyes. "I'm quite sure I can... whats that?!" She pointed to a randome thing hopping Joker would look away and she could run to change into some cleaner cloths.

Amaya did a backflip off of the seat and ran to the washroom. She changed quickly into a green tee and black skirt and black 3 inch shoes. That was idea of being civil. She took three juggling balls just in case and ran out the door.

Amaya got to the pizza shop where her friends were and she used to work. "Hey guys!" She said as she jumped onto a table. They looked at her knowing that it was a rare site that she actualy smiled and didn't want to murder the person who stole her 5 bucks. They started to 'gospi' about their lives and how much money tee cost now. Finaly the meeting ended when they started to talk about how Amaya looked like a cat. She got mad, punched someone randome in the face and left. Amaya needed time alone. The time she missed when she had her own place. "I gusse I could use Joker for some time and then throw him back into the asylum." She mumbled to herself. "Yea thats what I'm going to do. He wont see it coming

Amaya went back to the theater after she got a cup of coffee. She walked inside the theater and saw Joker coming out. "Have fun!" She said then stoped. "Do I look like a cat?" She asked in a sweet little voice.

'Hmm.' Two-Face thought, 'I know that Joker once managed this. I don't have him though.' He thumbed through the directory. Yes, there were lots of Alices, but who would his chosen target chose? Alice...Fletcher? he marked the number down. Alice...Dunn? Another mark down. No names were jumping out at him. Wait, Alice Carrol? Age 33... Sounded like just the man's style. 'With a name like that ' he thought 'it's nearly destiny.' He dialed the number. The woman was pretty young, the age of the man's secretary. 'Alice Alpha' he liked to call her. The phone was ringing now. "Hello?" Said the voice on the other end.
"Excuse me..." He said. "My name is Harvey, have any strange men come calling recently? Probably with large coats and hats?" The woman sounded puzzled. "Not that I know of" She said. Then a bit of silence. "Wait, doorbell, I'll get it." He heard her put the phone down. Then a male voice answered. "Hello, who is this, how did you get her number..." He lowered his voice "And how did you know I would be here?"
Two-Face smiled. At least, as much as he could with half of a face burned off. "Jervis, you were an electronics genius, am I correct?" There was a shocked silence. "How did you know?" The voice said skeptically. "I have a task for you. Can you access all of Gotham's communications networks, TV, Phone, etc??"
"I don't like to brag, but..."
"Could you?" He repeated.
"Yes."
"Excellent. Do it for me. And I'll..." He paused. What would this man like? Two-Face had connections both ways. "I'll get you an original copy of Alice in Wonderland. Signed by the author. And some really GOOD tea."
"And?" The voice on the other line asked.
What was the one thing the man always asked for back in Arkham? It was a food of some sort. Right.
"And an un-Birthday cake." It was almost funny how easily Jervis Tetch's services were bought. Now that his plan was in motion, he set off to Monarch Theatre. It was a shot in the dark, but it might work. He turned the corner, into the alley where Bruce's parents had been shot. He wasn't expecting Joker coming the other way. He collided. Uhh... Now his heads hurt. He reached for the Coin. It wasn't there! He groped around on the ground. There it was... Clean side up.

Amaya looked at him. "Oh boy." She said. "He dosent know what he's just started." She shook her head and went inside planing on what to do when Joker came back from his terror rampage. She sat down on a moth eaten seat and fell asleep

Harvey quickly grabbed the coin, before Joker could see it. "Not exactly." He said, standing up quickly so he could kick Joker in the face. It was against principles to hit a man when he's down... But this was Joker. It's different. And he was still mad about the Coin incident.

Amaya soon woke up thinking up a plan. "Oh I hope he's still here." She said rubbing her eyes and yawing. It was too comy on the chairs and almost didn't get up. SHe walked out of the theater, her shoes clicking on the floor as she went.

"Not exactly?" he said cocking one eyebrow."Oh you're still confused arn't you?" he crossed his arms then sighed."Buddy we've been over this your name isn't Harvey it's Two-Face!" he grinned then shot a blood curdling glare at His twisted side."Isn't that right Two-Face? You don't appreciate being called Harvey all the time?" he leaned up against a wall his grin continued to sharpen.

Harvey was confused. No, his name was Harvey, but somehow, he wanted to say it was Two-Face. As much as he hated the name, it was the truth. He'd never be known as Harvey again. To all of Gotham, he was no longer a pillar of justice and morals. To Gotham he was just Two-Face. Criminal of high quality. They didn't understand his better half. He saw his scarred arm sneaking towards the Coin. He concentrated slightly, and regained control. He hated it when he did stuff like that. He reached forward, and punched Joker to the ground

Amaya stoped as she saw Two-Face and Joker. "Gah! It wont work now!" "Well I don't have to do much eny way." She mumbled and then smiled seeing that Joker was already getting beaten up. "Even though it wou ld be fun just to get one punch at him."

Harvey drew the gun. Finally, he could be rid of Joker for good. He aimed it at Joker's head. This, he thought, was going to feel VERY good. "Goodbye, Joker."He gently squeezed the trigger. He closed his eyes, relishing the moment, glad that this time, Two-Face wasn't stopping him. Wait, he hadn't heard a bang. Had the gun been out of ammo? He opened his eyes again The gun had made a "bang" alright. It was clearly labeled on a flag at the end of the barrel. Damn it! Joker must have switched the guns. That meant that Joker had his gun. And all he had was a worthless child's toy. "Well," he said throwing the gun behind him. "Looks like the three of us will have to do this the old fashion way.

He yawned then put his hand underneath his chin."Woops! Did I do that?" he stood up and drew Two-Faces gun."My mistake!" his smile twisted and contorted to a horrific toothy grin.He pointed then gun to Harvy's head and pu this finger to the trigger."It's a shame we could have easily taken over Gotham together...Now I'm going to have to do it all on my lonesome" he kept the gun pointed to his head.

Amaya sighed and walked over to Joker. "I still can't put my finger on whats wrong with thatgun." She said. "But there is something wrong with it." Realy Amaya knew that if Two-Face had that gun it must be real. But Joker would probably belive her and throw it out.

He looked to Juggler"Why you could be right! Only one way to find out!" his grin sharpened and his left eye twitched slightly.He moved his finger to the trigger and began to squeeze it slowly.

His eyes widened. Harvey threw up his hands. Before Two-Face had relinquished control, he had been doing some planning. Something about media. And The Mad Hatter figured in there somewhere. Right. He remembered it. "I don't think you want to shoot me." He told Joker. He hoped that Joker would listen. It was his only chance to survive.

"Oh?..." he frowned."And why not?" he kept the gun pointed straight at Harvey's head."Doesn't look like you're in any position to bargain."

"If you kill me." He said smiling. "You're not likely to hear my plan to overtake Gotham." He stopped. Then he though. "Well, not MY plan obviously, but one that Two-Face thought up." He explained. He couldn't let Joker think that he was on his side. That would be as good as joining him.

"Plan?...." he trailed off, lowering the gun slightly."I can trust you as far as I can throw you!" he growled then brought the gun back to Harvey's temple."And beleive me buster that ain't far!" he put his finger back to the trigger.

"I sincerely had one." Right now, both sides were in agreement. It was more important to survive than to waste time with morals Well, Two-Face was probably influencing his decision some.. He reached slowly into his pocket. "I'm not getting a gun." He told Joker. "I'm getting the Coin." He held it out, Clean side up. "I'm going to flip it over. When I do, you will have reason to trust me. Then I'll tell you the plan." He put the coin on the back of his hand, scratched side up

((INSERT DRAMATIC MUSIC HERE! To be continued.))