Arena Match: Batman vs Scarecrow

The arena was filled with people and the sound of the crowd cheering slowly allowed the two people who were asleep to wake up. "Today we have the pleasure to witness two old enemies clash together! On the Heroes side we have the frightening, the caculating, annd the collected BATMAN! On the Villain's side we have the disturbing, the wicked annd the nightmarish SCARECROW!" The commentator bellowed as they faced each other.

Scarecrow's head was pounding. A nasty bruise where Batman had kicked him in the neck earlier. He groaned sitting up weakly looking around. He saw the Batman across the arena from him. He paused, the Arena? Oh shit. THE ARENA. It finally crossed his mind. He was in the arena with non-other than Brenna. The woman he loved so much, he couldn't kill her. But he also knew that Brenna's captor wouldn't let her go either. He was conflicted. Kill Brenna or die by Bruce. He didn't know which would hurt more, but... he knew. He knew Bruce wouldn't kill him. He frowned. She... would die if he hurt Bruce but if Bruce kill himself... then Bruce would've kill her. He knew what to do. He'd wait for the Bat to get up. To make the fight at least a little bit entertaining for the crowds.

Bruce pulled himself off the ground, looking around. He took notice to that fact he was in his costume yet he hadn't put it on. Bruce's calculating eyes looked around the area, Scarecrow was across from him. The man wore a sickening wicked smile. Batman made a frown, he was in the arena with non other than Johnathon. That must have thrilled the psychologist to no end. Batman popped his fingers, his emotionless persona taking affect. He didn't want to look up and see who the spectator's were. He didn't want to know who was watching, ignorance was bliss in this situation.

Chloe sat up feeling kinda sick and then her eyes widened when she saw where she was, "Bruce." She whispered in terror before she pushed herself up and stared at the arena in horror, please be safe Bruce she thought.

[[OOC Don't mind me, I'm not here. <.< >.>]]

Flash woke up in the arena. He sighed and walked to the railing, dreading whom of his friends he would see in the arena. He sighed and looked away, when he saw Batman in there. 'Batman doesn't kill. This isn't gonna end well.' He forced himself to look down.


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Amanda woke up, in the familiar arena. She shrugged and walked to the railing and leaned on it. "Scarecrow vs Batman? Interesting." She said smirking a bit.

Clark woke up and looked around himself, great another arena matchhe thought his eyes landed on a small petite blonde that he instantly recognized, "Chloe!" He ran forward and joined her side. His eyes landed on the two people on the arena, "Clark, please tell me that Bruce is going to be ok." Chloe said quietly. Clark glanced down at her and then looked back up at the arena, "I sure hope he will be Chloe." He said and squeezed her hand.

Jason slowly came to, shaking his head he stood up. He noticed Superman and some blond haired woman talking to each other about... Bruce? His eyes widened as he stumbled to the guard rails looking over. There was Scarecrow and Batman. Looking at each other, seeming respective to each other. Neither of them had moved. "Bruce, don't you dare die on me." his fists tightened on the rail. He felt such rage, he belonged in the arena, not Bruce. Bruce didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve anything like this.

Scarecrow looked around at the guard rails, Batman had a lot of people rooting for him. And he severely doubted Amanda was on his side after his stunt. Scarecrow put his hands in his pockets, "So, Batman. Ready for this? You're going to regret even living." Scarecrow hissed out, pulling his hand out of his pocket. He wasn't a very big hand to hand combat man but he knew all of Bruce's weakness. He took notice to Batman watching his every move, "Tell your parents hi for me." He threw a fear gas smoke bomb at Bruce. It wouldn't go much higher than the man which would work perfectly for what he had in mind.

Batman watch the man. He started to throw one of his fear gas bombs, Batman quickly threw his cape around himself, pulling out a gas mask to put over his face in the mean time. From his history with Scarecrow you had to inhale the gas for the gas to take affect. He had learned how to counter act this trick. Though something seemed wrong as the gas cleared.

Clark bit his lip as he watched the fight continue to unfold, something felt off about the fight but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He glanced down to see Chloe was gripping the rail with a white-knuckled grip, he hadn't seen her this worried in awhile and he knew that something must have happened between her and Bruce in order for her to be this upset.

Wally took his mask down, revealing his red hair underneath. He let his hands rake through itand stop at the back of his neck as he gripped his hair in frustration and axiety. He didn't want Batman to die.

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Amanda smirked, seeing Bruce counter attack the gas. "WAY TO GO BAT- BOY!! WOHOO!!" She gave an icy glare at Scarecrow.

"Bruce you know how to beat that man... god damnit Bruce don't let your morals destine your death." He was on the other side of Clark, about a foot around him. But some blond woman looked like she was going to cry if anything happened. Jason raised an eyebrow. She fit Bruce's type. Blond, green eyes, yup most likely Bruce's 'friend.' Jason gritted his teeth looking back at the arena, "God damnit Batman, if you don't win I get your car!" He yelled into the arena, his heart tightening.

scarecrow almost laugh as the smoke cleared and Batman looked at him, before falling to the ground coughing, "Like that, Batman? Like how it feels to have... every fear in your mind come to life." Scarecrow lifted his head up cackling. He rolled a different colored ball in his other fingers, "Tell me, Batman. What do you see? Blood running cobble stones? A theater? OH, maybe some dead parents? Or maybe the shattering of your Batman persona. What is it, Batman? WHAT? IS? IT?" He said with dripping animosity in every word he yelled.

Batman watched the world darken, lightening and thunder becomes realistic in his mind. The rain that fell around him was red, tainted with blood. His brain told him it was his parents. Batman fell to his choking, gripping the ground. He started to breathe heavily, trying to push himself off the ground. But the smells of death and blood filled his entire head as the screeching of bats flew around him. Batman shut his eyes, trying to stand but he struggled. He shakily stood up, stumbling down to his knees, "This isn't real. This isn't real." He chanted out loud and in his mind. He knew it wasn't real but his brain was making it so... real. The wetness and the smells combining together just made the scene beyond barbaric.

Chloe bit her lip before she screamed, "Bruce, you can fight it! Don't give up!" She didn't want to lose Bruce, he meant too much to her, she could feel Clark put his hand on her shoulder as she almost started crying.

Wally started to bang his head softly with his fists. "Damn, damn, damn, damn...." He kept muttering to himself, biting his lip. "Come on Bruce you can do it..."


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Amandas eyes widened seeing Bruce get the fear gas. "COME ON!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!! KICK HIS BUTT!!!!!" She screamed to Bruce.

Jason saw Clark giving the blond some help dealing with it, "DAD, GOD FUCKING DAMN IT DON'T DIE ON ME." Jason yelled loudly over the guard rails, he didn't care who heard, he couldn't lose Bruce. He'd already lost his parents, almost lost everyone he ever cared about. He wouldn't let Bruce die, he wouldn't he couldn't.

Scarecrow was highly upset, he expect maybe some flailing from tBatman but did didn't get anything. Scarecrow walked over to Batman, looking over him, "Oh Batman, you don't look to well... but not sick enough." Scarecrow kicked Batman lightly. Scarecrow crouched to Batman's body trying to fight back with Scarecrow's advances.

Batman's eyes saw Chloe walking up to him, holding a round object in her hand. Batman recoiled when Chloe kicked him, he didn't want to fight back with the Chloe-Clone, but he needed to defeat Scarecrow. He could hear people screaming, what they were screaming was beyond him. He pushed himself off the ground punching Scarecrow in the face quite weakly, only really making the man fall on his ass.

Chloe was shaking, she didn't understand why Bruce seemed to be fighting with only a portion of his strength. Clark looked down at her and then back up at Bruce, "BRUCE IF YOU DIE I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!" He yelled.

Wally winced, seeing Batman try to punch Scarecrow. He covered his eyes. 'I can't watch this.'


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Amanda slammed her hands on the railing and stomped her foot in frustration. "Come on Batman!!! Snap out of it already!!!" She said narrowing her eyes.

Jason's eyes seemed to understand, "There was something else in the smoke. Probably a paralytic, which would explain why Batman seems so... sluggish. Obviously it's not working as planned." He told to Clark standing next to him, "I didn't think Scarecrow had perfected his use of it, but that doesn't explain how he got it to work." Jason knew Batman's techinques for spinning his cape and grabbing the mask from under it to protect himself. But he assumed Scarecrow would belt out how his things work, like always.

Scarecrow rubbed his face, standing up again, "I think you're starting to get it, aren't you? It wasn't only... just the fear gas this time, now was it?" Scarecrow walked around Batman as he seemed to push himself off the ground, slowly of course, "This is an interesting course of action though, but I must say..." he said it a bit louder, "SUICIDE ISN'T THE WAY TO DO IT BATMAN." Scarecrow leaned forward a bit showing him a purple ball ,"You see this? This... this is the thing I do to make you my slave. I have to hand it to... Jervis, the man is brilliant. He could've been a noble peace prize winner if he just wasn't... So crazy." Scarecrow dodged a punch from Batman, "Oh? You won't have enough reaction time for this sucker. Not even your iron clad will can save you from the torture I have in mind.... after fear... oblivion." Scarecrow said darkly running a few few away from the man, throwing the ball at Batman. A cackle escaping his throats. He looked at the audience, waiting for cheers. Almost instantly boos erupted from the crowd. He growled lightly, looking for the smoke to clear for his actions to begin.

Batman tried to punch Scarecrow, yet his body wouldn't do what his brain was telling it to do. The fear gas had warn off, he could hear people yelling at him but there was nothing he could do as the second bomb came and exploded in front of him. Batman moved a bit quicker than he had been moving previously to grab a Bat-a-rang in the midst of the Chaos. He wasn't sure what was up his sleeve. Scarecrow was going into territory that was uncommon for the man.