To anyone waiting on the Pirates of the Caribbean fic, sorry! I'll update it soon. I just seem to be having some strange sort of writer's block where all I can write is batman begins stuff.
This isn't related to either of my other batman begins fics. It's a crossover with Red Eye where Rippner and Crane are brothers. There is a female OC but only cause she's necessary for the plot. She's definitely not a Mary Sue. This takes place after both films. I've given Crane and Rippner a different but equally bad childhood to what Crane has in the Scarecrow Year 1 comics. Their mother is supposed to be the same woman as in that but in this fic I've had her run off with their father.
Some of the chapters are exceptionally short but I have the whole fic written and I should be updating every day. If people like it I'm planning to write a sequel so let me know what you think.
The rating is just to be safe.
I don't own these characters, places, ect… please don't sue me, this is just for fun.
"So..." Jackson gave a charming smile with just the smallest hint of the psychotic. "I'm very curious to know what it is you want to talk to me about Dr."
Staring at the slight man in the prison jump suit who sat calmly before her, it took Silvia Black only an instant to realised that giving him anything less than the truth would be a mistake. Intelligence burned in his sky blue eyes.
"I'm conducting research into the 'nature verses nurture' debate, in particular relation to extreme sociopath behaviour."
She would have explained further but he interrupted her. "You've talked to Jon?" His casual manner had evaporated entirely.
She hesitated; the intensity of his gaze was vaguely disturbing. "I'll be travelling to Gotham next week to interview him."
He sat back in his cheap plastic chair, smiling again. "You know, I'm not really in the mood to answer a lot of questions."
"Please. It would be so helpful." She was awfully eager. "There are really very few identical twins who are... like you."
His smile grew wider as he imagined what the psychiatrist had originally intended to say.
He seemed to consider her request.
"I'll make a deal with you Dr."
"I can't reduce your prison term."
"Nor would I ask you to." He paused. "I just want to see my brother. I don't care if you move him to this prison or me to Arkham, just so long as Jonathon and I are together. If you can pull that off I'll answer as many fucking questions as you could ever want."