The title Bandage Killer satisfied Elliot, but not completely, because the title he truly wanted was—Batman.
"I don't know what kind of misunderstanding he had about the identity of Batman, but since he valued that title so highly, I didn't mind giving it to him."
"But I couldn't possibly walk up to him and say, 'You be Batman, and I'll go to prison.' Even his not-so-bright brain could tell that was a trap."
Red-eyed Bruce leaned farther back, spreading his arms in a completely relaxed posture. "So, I designed a series of more elaborate traps. First, I let him learn from an article published by the Serial Killer Club that Gotham had a killer exceptionally skilled at skinning people, known as Ms. Unknown."
"She had collected thousands of different human skins, every one flawless. That held an extraordinary attraction for Elliot, because he deeply loathed his ruined face."
"And, conveniently, in the newly completed New Arkham Asylum, Ms. Unknown happened to share a laboratory with another killer skilled in cosmetic surgery, the Puppet Master. When Elliot broke in, they should have been researching subcutaneous tissue activity."
"I had already prepared my tissue samples for Ms. Unknown and the Puppet Master. Thus, they recreated for Eliot a face identical to Bruce Wayne's—more like me than I was."
"Of course, his prosthetic limb also had to be dealt with. But compared to making a new face, that was much simpler. Elliot wouldn't pass up the Puppet Master's collection warehouse, and there happened to be a perfect Mechanical Leg suited to his condition, one that would keep anyone from noticing anything unusual about his leg."
"When he walked out of there, he was already Bruce Wayne. But he wouldn't let matters end like that. He had one last thing to do: kill the