Post by John Reid on Aug 26, 2013 20:19:50 GMT -5
Midnight in the warehouse district of Gotham City. Inside a warehouse filled with large wooden crates a drug deal is taking place between two rival gangs who are unaware that they are being watched from the rafters above.
Without warning a dark caped figure drops down in their midst as Batman plays out a scenario that he has repeated countless times before but this time things are different. Normally his very appearance would cause any thug to freeze and stare momentarily and then try to flee. Like a wolf springing into a flock of sheep Batman only had to concern himself with which one he would take down first, but tonight things are different!
This time they do not look frightened! They look only angry! This time they do not run!
"It's Batman! Get him!" One of the thugs shout. Almost as one the 12 men charge Batman, grabbing his legs and arms pinning them to his sides trying to take him to the floor. One of them pulls a revolver and shouts, "I've got him! I'll kill him!"
He fires at Batman's head at almost point blank range! Batman ducks his head just as the gun fires, the bullet taking off one of his pointed ears from his cowl, shooting the big man behind him in the face who had him in a bear hug.
Now free, a rage fills Batman fueled by his near death experience, and in record time he renders unconscious 11 of the 12 thugs saving the one who shot at him for last.
"You dare pull a gun on me! You dare!!" Batman snarls at him, only inches from his face.
"Go ahead! Do your worst! Your days are numbered in this town creep!" The thug boasts.
"What do you mean by that!" Batman questions him.
"No one's afraid of you anymore! Word's out on the street how you got your ass handed to you, not once but three times by Bane, Deathstroke and even a chick! Lady what's her name. Don't you get it? Your day is done! You're not the top gun anymore! We used to think you were invincible, but now we know better! Penguin's got a contract with Deathstroke to take you out! He wants a trillion dollars! Can you believe that? Penguin's got half of it raised already. You're as good as finished in this town!"
"That's what you think!" Batman retorts and puts him to sleep. He calls Gordon for the pick up and when next we see him he is sitting in the Batcave, unmasked, holding the cowl with the ear shot off and looking pensive when Alfred arrives, coming down the stairs with a tray and sits his morning tea next to him.
"It's dawn sir, hadn't you best be retiring?" Alfred asks.
"Not this morning Alfred. Get me Clark Kent on the phone and tell him to come see me this morning as soon as he is able."
"Very well sir."
(End of part one)
Without warning a dark caped figure drops down in their midst as Batman plays out a scenario that he has repeated countless times before but this time things are different. Normally his very appearance would cause any thug to freeze and stare momentarily and then try to flee. Like a wolf springing into a flock of sheep Batman only had to concern himself with which one he would take down first, but tonight things are different!
This time they do not look frightened! They look only angry! This time they do not run!
"It's Batman! Get him!" One of the thugs shout. Almost as one the 12 men charge Batman, grabbing his legs and arms pinning them to his sides trying to take him to the floor. One of them pulls a revolver and shouts, "I've got him! I'll kill him!"
He fires at Batman's head at almost point blank range! Batman ducks his head just as the gun fires, the bullet taking off one of his pointed ears from his cowl, shooting the big man behind him in the face who had him in a bear hug.
Now free, a rage fills Batman fueled by his near death experience, and in record time he renders unconscious 11 of the 12 thugs saving the one who shot at him for last.
"You dare pull a gun on me! You dare!!" Batman snarls at him, only inches from his face.
"Go ahead! Do your worst! Your days are numbered in this town creep!" The thug boasts.
"What do you mean by that!" Batman questions him.
"No one's afraid of you anymore! Word's out on the street how you got your ass handed to you, not once but three times by Bane, Deathstroke and even a chick! Lady what's her name. Don't you get it? Your day is done! You're not the top gun anymore! We used to think you were invincible, but now we know better! Penguin's got a contract with Deathstroke to take you out! He wants a trillion dollars! Can you believe that? Penguin's got half of it raised already. You're as good as finished in this town!"
"That's what you think!" Batman retorts and puts him to sleep. He calls Gordon for the pick up and when next we see him he is sitting in the Batcave, unmasked, holding the cowl with the ear shot off and looking pensive when Alfred arrives, coming down the stairs with a tray and sits his morning tea next to him.
"It's dawn sir, hadn't you best be retiring?" Alfred asks.
"Not this morning Alfred. Get me Clark Kent on the phone and tell him to come see me this morning as soon as he is able."
"Very well sir."
(End of part one)