Chapter three:
The cold whisper of a voice sent shivers down the spines of Lex Luthor and Mercy Graves. They turned to the door, where a cloaked figure stood, his face obscured. A large burly man ran in behind him.
"Sorry, Mr. Luthor? He just stormed right through." Said the large man.
"Who do you think you are?" Replied Lex Luthor.
"The solution to your problem, Mr. Luthor." Said the cloaked man.
"And what problem would that be?" Replied Lex Luthor.
"Why, the problem to end Overgirl once and for all, of course." Said the cloaked man.
"I see.... and you think you have the miracle solution, that those far better than you did not?" Replied Lex Luthor.
"You shouldn't underestimate that which you do not understand, Luthor." Said the cloaked man.
"Are you threatening me?" Replied Lex Luthor.
"Merely a word of caution." Said the cloaked man...
"Oh, I've heard enough of this Brock, get him out of here!" Replied Lex Luthor.
The large man then grabbed the cloaked man. However, acting instinctively, the man quickly pulled a syringe out of his pocket and stabbed Brock in the arm.
"Arrrrgggh! Why you son of a....!" Said Brock.
Before he could react, Brock stumbled backwards, feeling his head as the serum started to take effect.
"Wait.... what's going?" Replied Brock.
Brock then opened his eyes and gasped in fear.
"No, no, not that.... not again!" Said Brock.
He stumbled backwards and fell to the floor. Lex Luthor and Mercy Graves stared in shock as the physically imposing Brock continued to wither and stutter.
"I hate clowns... I hate clowns! Get away from me.... please!" Replied Brock.
"Ah, coulrophobia the fear of clowns, it's a good thing our poor friend isn't in Gotham." Said the cloaked man.
"Wait a minute." Replied Lex Luthor.
The cloaked man then looked at him.
"I know who you are you're...." Said Lex Luthor.
"That's right. I am the master of fear, the god of terror." Replied the cloaked man.
He then removed his cloak, to reveal a ragged suit, leather mask and straw like hat.
"I am.... the Scarecrow!" Said Scarecrow.