Disclaimer: I don't own either BtVS, Batman or the DC Universe.

Timeline: One and a half years after Sunnydale sank (Ignoring season 8) and 3-4 years after Barbra got paralyzed by the Joker.

Warning: This chapter is a little dark.

Chapter 1

Andrew was moving through the streets of Gotham City looking for a Slayer that had been detected here and Kennedy didn't want to go to Gotham and so he went instead. Xander and Buffy had raised some complaints on his behalf stating that Gotham was far too dangerous for him, hell Buffy said that she wouldn't go there without at least five trained slayers with her.

He moved through the downtown corridors and shuddered softly as this place was way scarier than Sunnydale. As he walked past people, his hands in his pockets, he felt a couple of snowflakes fall on his head and muttered, "Great, it's snowing."

As the gentle snowflakes began to fall gently towards the ground he walked under a lamp, his pale face illuminated by the orange light and he groaned, he knew this orange light was supposed to be brighter but he missed the old white lights.

Andrew smiled softly; it wasn't going that bad actually and he was almost sure that he'd make it out alive when he suddenly heard a gunshot and began to pick up his pace just to be sure until he suddenly saw a man in a purple suit and white face.

"Crap," he muttered as he recognized the man.

Now the Joker was having a horrible day; first Bats had stopped his little fun for the charity ball, it wasn't like he was going to kill all of them and now there was some little man in his way. He aimed the gun at him and smiled, "Hey kiddo, this is gonna be your lucky day!" and chuckled insanely.

Andrew tried to run as the Joker grabbed him and said, "Don't run kiddo the fun's just beginning and the guest of honour is going to arrive if I know him."

The Joker hit Andrew hard on the head and tied him up and Andrew's fading thoughts was, 'Why does he have chains on him?' Andrew didn't even notice the Joker bringing out a knife until he felt a sharp stinging pain in his side and something warm flowing down his side, he screamed in pain and terror as the Joker laughed and said, "You scream nicely," as he stabbed again.

Batman arrived following the Joker's trail when he saw blood on the fresh snow; he looked up and saw a young man with fresh cut marks on him. He looked around angrily and saw the Joker laughing and said, "I needed something to get your attention."

He didn't even ask for a explanation because he knew there wouldn't be any, as he leapt towards the clown but the Joker started to run away and say, "Bats, he's not gonna live much longer; it's me or him."

As he ran off Batman growled, he couldn't leave anyone to die if he could help it, as he cut Andrew down and called an Ambulance.

The hospital didn't know who to call to notify Andrew's next of kin as Andrew lay in the hospital resting; the Joker was captured by Batman and placed in Arkham, yet again. Batman, as Bruce Wayne, visited the hospital to make sure the boy was alright.

Bruce inquired about him and found out that no one had come to visit him and he was still in a coma, the doctor informed him that he had suffered from immense shock and loss of blood.

"Will he be alright?" Bruce inquired.

"He'll be alright but he's not going to be able have full use of his legs again."

Bruce nodded and said, "I will pay for his treatment," and looked at Andrew and whispered, "Please forgive me for not stopping him sooner."

Andrew lay in the bed not knowing what was going on in the world outside and Bruce found himself visiting him to make sure everything was fine with him and that he was alright, he even had Andrew moved to the relative safety of Metropolis.

Five months after Andrew had been viciously attacked by the Joker he woke up confused as he didn't remember too much about what had happened to him, he looked outside and saw a glittering city and wondered, 'Where am I?'

A blonde woman came in and smiled at him gently and said, "Mr Wells, it's nice to see you awake."

"Umm, where am I?" Andrew asked confused, "And who are you?"

"I'm your nurse," she smiled gently at him again, calming him down and bringing him something to eat, he ate the food and looked back at her.

"I have to call the man who's been paying for your care," she said and walked off, leaving Andrew confused about what was going on.

Alfred Pennyworth was happy to hear about the fact the young man had awoken as Master Bruce had taken the injuries he had suffered rather personally.

Andrew was reading a book someone had brought him when the Nurse came in and said, "Mr Wells, your benefactor will be by shortly to help you."

"Oh, umm, thank you miss," Andrew said and watched her leave.

Three hours passed and Andrew was getting concerned and he had no idea where he was and was about to try to move when a well dressed man walked in, he looked at the man who looked at him.

"Hello Mr Wells, my name is Bruce Wayne; I've been paying for your treatment."

"Thank you sir," Andrew said, "Now can you tell me something?"

Bruce nodded and said, "Yes, anything at all Mr Wells."

"Who am I?" Andrew pleaded, "Everyone keeps calling me Mr Wells but I don't know if that's even my name."

Bruce excused himself and begun to think, 'Amnesia?' He looked at Andrew's body language and begun to ask things, with Andrew getting increasingly paranoid and agitated and he was more than satisfied that Andrew was telling the truth.

"Well Mr Wells, I cannot tell you much about yourself either," Bruce said truthfully, "There wasn't much information about yourself except for your name, which is Andrew Wells, other than that I don't know much."

Andrew looked at the mirror and screamed at the scar tissue on his face that had the shape of a J.

Bruce walked up and said, "It'll be alright."

"What happened to me?" Andrew screamed, "Who did this to me?"

Bruce sighed, "Andrew, his name is the Joker or at least that's all we know about his name; he is a sociopath plain and simple and you were one of his fortunate victims, you lived."

Andrew looked at the mirror, still horrified that his face had a massive scar on it, he touched it and started to sob and cried, "How is this fortunate? What else did he do to me?"

"I promise Andrew," Bruce said, "I shall do my best to make sure you have the best reconstructive surgery possible."

"Why do you care?" Andrew asked, "What's so special about me?"

"Because," Bruce said, "I make it a point to help any of his surviving victims and Andrew, you are one of his few surviving victims."

Andrew nodded and Bruce said, "You will be coming home with me until we find out more about you, I think you should be somewhere safe."

"I, umm, don't want to put you out sir," Andrew said.

"You won't," Bruce said, "I promise," and he propped Andrew up and said, "I won't let you fall, I promise."

Andrew nodded and felt himself being carried; he didn't know anything about himself, other than his name and this guy was willing to help him, he'd trust him for now.

Bruce put Andrew on a wheelchair and reflected on why didn't he just kill the Joker and he realized that if he slipped down that road he'd become the Joker soon enough.

As Bruce rolled him out Andrew saw the nice nurse and waved good bye to her, she smiled and said, "Take care Andrew."

"Alright," Andrew said as she walked away.

"A friend?" Bruce asked.

"No, she was my nurse," Andrew said as he watched her leave, "She was nice to me."

Bruce turned around and caught up to her and said, "Thank you, it's going to be a long way for him to begin his recovery. May I ask your name?"

"Oh," she said with a smile, "It's Tara and I'm just a temp here, I'll be going home soon enough. Tell Andrew that I'll try to keep in touch," and walked away.

TBC

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