Hey all : ), I started an earlier Arkham Knight story here but didn't like the direction it was going and thanks to a new gameplay video Rocksteady released I seemed to get a plot detail wrong, now I can assure you I'm not going to start a new story every time I get slightly off canon but this was also an excuse to get rid of that earlier crappier story so yeah. Hope you enjoy!

"Who is it?" Jim asked through his cell phone. Lieutenant Copper took the wet plastic and removed it. "Identification impossible. Victim is male in his mid twenties. So sad to see the young lost, over." Why did it always have to rain in Gotham? Especially during days like these it was just a sign of bad luck. Not that Gotham was known for its luck but rain meant worse luck. "Understood," Jim said. "I'm sending a team to recover the body. Can you some down to the station? Over." Copper put his phone back in his pocket and was looking for his keys.

"Unrecognizable body, officer?" A man standing behind him asked. Copper could see him through the reflection in his car window. "That's lieutenant to you. You're going to take a few steps back from the body, sir." Copper said. His throat was dry and he swallowed. He had only been lieutenant for a few days and it felt weird to be giving out orders like this. "Of course, of course." The man replied. He took a few steps back and disappeared from the reflection. Copper turned around and saw the guy he was talking to more clearly. He was wearing what looked like a hoodie, a trench coat? It was all worn and brown with small rips in it. "You one of the homeless?" Copper asked. "You could say that. My home was destroyed." The figure replied. "I see, I'm going to be needing your name, sir?" "Jonathan." The figure replied. "Last?" "Crane." That name sounded familiar but Copper couldn't place it. Where had he heard it before? The moonlight reflected nicely on Jonathan's robe, coat, whatever it was. "You ever have been in contact with the GCPD before?" Copper asked. Jonathan nodded. "Yes, you could say that. We've had a few," There was a pause. "appointments." Copper nodded. "And now, your house. Where'd you say it was?" "I didn't." Jonathan replied calmly. "But I can assure you, 'lieutenant' that Arkham Asylum was a lovely establishment. Now tell me, what's your biggest fear?'

Something suddenly clicked in Copper's head, Crane, The Scarecrow. He quickly reached for his gun only to find out it had disappeared. "Don't even try." Crane said as he threw a gun into the river. "You know, I always like to stick around once I injected my victims with fear gas. Just to see what their reaction is, what their biggest secret is. So tell me, what's yours?" Copper felt a small creature walk on his shoes, looked down and noticed there was a large spider on it. "Spiders? And that's a lieutenant's worst fear?" Crane's distorted voice spoke. "So sad to see the young lost."

GCPD Station, West end Gotham

"This is lieutenant Copper, coming soon. Over" Jim laid his phone on his desk and looked at the picture of Barbara he had on it. She had grown up so well. Even the Joker couldn't stop her. Perhaps she owned that character of hers to her mother, who knows?

Harvey Bullock smashed the door open. "Jim, you need to see this."

He followed Harvey over to the garage of the station. In it was a huge whiteboard with various post it notes attached to it. "Cash and some earlier Arkham staff maintained this huge whiteboard covering all of the recent movements

of Gotham's criminals." Jim looked over at Cash. "It's a huge task, but someone's gotta do it." Jim nodded and thanked him. On it were various locations and names.

Scarecrow – Missing

Poison ivy – Blüdhaven

Harley Quinn – Missing

Killer Croc – Missing, most likely in sewers

Penguin – Operating in Iceberg Lounge

Joker – Cremated

Firefly – Recently broke out

Two - Face – Missing

Riddler – Missing

Mr. Freeze – Locked up, East End Station

Jim inspected the board and nodded. "And why do I need to see this?" Cash replied, "There's a certain pattern in here. Isn't it odd how big shot's like Harley, Riddler, Two - Face and Scarecrow all have gone missing right after Arkham City?" Jim understood his point. "You think they're all sharing a hideout?" "Precisely." Cash replied. "Now our suspicions were the heavily guarded Iceberg Lounge, but,-" "But that doesn't fit Penguin's MO." Jim interrupted. "Exactly. So we figured it's gotta be one of the other guys out there that's providing the place." Jim noticed one of the post its. "Scarecrow is missing? Wasn't he confirmed dead back at the Asylum?" Cash shook his head. "Body was never found, Croc recalls leaving him in a state of live, for whatever reason." "Odd." Jim said. "We're going to have to eliminate a few possibilities then.

After a rough few hours of sitting behind desks, the whiteboard looked like this :

Scarecrow – Missing (Dead?)

Poison Ivy –Blüdhaven (locked up, couldn't provide shelter.)

Harley Quinn – Missing (Too unpredictable, wouldn't be trusted)

Killer Croc – Missing, most likely in sewers (Too wild, wouldn't be trusted)

Penguin – Operating in Iceberg Lounge (Doesn't fit MO)

Joker – Cremated (Finally dead)

Firefly – Recently broke out (Too small. Wouldn't have been able to)

Two - Face – Missing (50/50 is not a chance most villains would like to take)

Riddler – Missing (Unpredictable, annoying as well)

Mr. Freeze – Locked up, East End Station (Locked up, doesn't care about others)

"So we think Scarecrow is teaming them all up? Wouldn't he be one of our least likely suspects? Considering his fear thing and all?" Jim shook his head. "No, Crane was weird but he wouldn't inject one of his fellow villains, most of them could beat him at combat quite easily." Jim clapped his hands together and walked over to the roof access stairs. "Time to contact Batman."