"Tim?" You were starting  to sober up as you saw the gun on the floor, along with Tim. "Tim....oh God Tim...." you looked at the  body and heard people screaming. "Shit shit shit!" You looked for a way out and in your panicked state managed to find a window. 'Bingo!' you opened it and climbed out, running like Hell as soon as your feet hit the ground. One of the party members called the police shortly  after hearing the gunshot; the police arrive investigating the scene of the crime. A few pissed off family members arrived and started scolding their children for even being at a party in the first place, some even grabbing them by their ears and dragging them away. Jim Gordon arrived at the scene, casually sipping his coffee. "Donnie, give me the details" his voice was gruffer than ever. "A typical teenager party by the looks of it." Jim pinched the bridge of his nose. "Damn kids. What else?" "We also found a body..." Jim stopped and looked at officer Donnie. "Name?" "Well when we searched his pockets and found his ID. Apparently Tim drake was his name”

‘'oh no' Jim thought.

‘Batman isn't gonna like this.'

You kept running as fast as you could, stopping to catch your breath behind a tree; you started to cry. "DAMN IT TIM! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!" You exhale as tears continued to run down your face. "Tim...I'm so sorry..."You flopped down and let the grief fully wash over you. Then, you began to hear voices: "Oh. my. God….. you killed him!" One said. "You killed Tim!" "Murder!" "What have you done!?" "MONSTER!" You clasped your hands to your ears and rhythmically started rocking back and forth. "no...No...NO! I'M NOT A KILLER! TIM ISN'T DEAD!" you could've sworn you heard sirens in the distance. "I see somebody. Hey you!" The officer  shined his flashlight at you. 'Shit! I gotta run!' You got up and charged with all the energy you had left after your crying spell. "STOP! GCPD!" you looked behind you not noticing something descending from the trees and drop kick your back. You fell, rolling on the dirt  and getting covered in leaves. "He went this way!" You got back up, limping, a sharp pain radiating down your leg. "Fuck! C'mon! Walk it off! WALK IT OFF!!!" You kept limping but an officer grabbed your shoulder. "Jesus kid stop ru-" You felt something grab you and next thing you know you’re getting hurled ten feet in the air 'shit Shit SHIT  SHIT!' was the only word racing through your head. You  landed on a rooftop with a massive thud, crashing through it and down onto the floor blow. "Ow! Uh thanks-" You looked up to see none other than Batman himself in the flesh.