Chapter 1
Few things are consistent in Gotham: 1, Rain.
It pounded Gotham almost every night. The thugs had learned over time to tune it out as they continued patrolling the almost abandoned mall.
2, Crime.
Currently a weapons deal between Penguin's thugs and Black Mask's thugs was going down in the abondoned mall on Founders Island. Just another abandoned building beneath the towering skyscrapers that made up the top layer of Founders Island. Below them layed the slums and old buildings the poor and criminals used to live, and at the bottom was a failed effort to revitalize the island's original purpose.
The main deal was happening in a clothing store. The thugs were checking out their new guns and money so closely they failed to notice their numbers thinning. Thugs patrolled, then disappeared when out of eyesight. It wasn't until the thugs doing the main deal went to leave that they found out what happened to their comrades.
Each body, though beaten and blodied, was breathing which only meant one thing:
3, Batman.
A figure in black and red armor tackled a thug into the dark shelves, disappearing. "Open fire you ****!" A thug yelled before raising his M16 rifle with his fellows. Three batarangs tipped with red flew from the rafters above them, hitting the barrels dead on.
The remaining thugs all got ready for a fight as the figure jumped on one, knocking them down and out. They each finally got a good look at the figure. "It's a bat poser! Fuck him up!" A buff one yelled before charging. The figure caught the punch before pulling a cape out from his back and dazing him.
A flurry of hard punches hit the buff thug's head before pausing as the figure took a second to kick in a thug's knee before resuming the beatdow. After taking out two more thugs, the buff one was finally wounded enough a roundhouse kick to the head knocked him out, leaving just one thug left.
The final thug charged the figure, only for them to doge then hold the thug's arm behind his back painfully. "Where were you taking the guns!?" The figure demanded, adding more force. "Go to hell you poser!" The thug insulted before the figure had enough and dislocated the arm, immediately grabbing the other one.
"Where!?" The figure asked again. "DOCKS! MIAGAMI FAIR DOCKS!" The thug screamed in pain. The figure then proceeded to kick the back of the thug's head, knocking him out. The figure then noticed a thug trying to get up. The figure then walked over and grabbed the thug by the front of his shirt.
"W-Who are you!?" The thug asked scared. "Batman." The figure then gave a headbutt, knocking them out.
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