"Monday"

"August 12"

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A thunder clapped, as the scene shows the city of Favela, Brazil. Scene points to the streets of Favela, scene moves to a puddle, as a reflection of dozens of people were there, as well as someone having a leather jacket, a hoodie under with his head down, jeans and boots.

???: Favela, probably Brazil's most dangerous city. Crime here is notoriously high; robberies, drugs, and sexual assaults. Crackheads, thugs and more are around Favela.

He walked by the people, some with guns and knives, but the man kept walking.

???: 4 years of this... path... has left me with a desire for blood and pain, vengeance roams my entire body, pure fear roams my body.

Scene shows a woman being assaulted in the corner of one of the parts of the city. A man walks to a local store, as he sees a man working just to raise a handgun.

Thug: *Portuguese* Give me the money! Let's go!

???: The people are running afraid, of all of this. The people in Favela... the fear they possess is very... bad. That same fear, that same type of criminals... is what took my family, from a far higher rank. I couldn't fight back... now I can...

Scene changes to the man in the rain while in a roof putting a backpack in the ground, as he pulls his mask back, as he opens the zipper and it shows a mask.

???: People rarely can come out at 12am... they can't come out.

Scene shows a clock ticking, it was so close to 12am.

???: Not without fear running in their veins.

The thug who was assaulted the small store, stopped slowly... like in shock. The clock ticks and rings, as the thug stayed quiet. Scene slowly showed the moon, shining bright... in a crescent form. The thug's gun slowly fell to the ground as he gulped in pure fear... fresh fear running around and through him. He looked to the end of the alley, in pure darkness... he swore he heard steps.

???: When they see me, they think I'm Batman. *scoffs* I wanna know how wrong, they really are.

A pair of white eyes appeared as the thug without a thought, started to run away, but he completely screamed, something cut between his legs making him fall, his nerves were cut. The scream heard was loud... and clear... perfect. He fell starting to crawl as he looked to his left and saw a group walking but to his direction.

Thug: *Portuguese* H-H-Hey! Hey! Please! Please help me! Please! C-Come here! Please-

The thug was taken back as he screamed, now scene changes to the woman crying as a man smiling, holding a knife puts it closer to her face, as a thunderclaps and he looks to the sky, but sees the crescent moon... showing clearly. He slowly takes a step back as well as pulling the knife back.

???: When the moon shines, when is Midnight, they all know what is about to happen. People can't watch the moon anymore, without thinking about me.

He sees a pair of white eyes in one of the roofs and a shadow, but what he could see a little... was blood around the shadow, as before he could take the step back, something went flying at high speeds hitting him, as the person fell to the ground and the woman completely screamed... the man had a weird Crescent Moon Batarang impaling his eye, as the shadow disappeared... it was a Crescent Dart.

???: The streets of Favela can't sleep because of me, but it won't take long for them to realize they are all degenerates... criminals... monsters... can't say much about that final word, I am one as well... from a different breed of course.

Scene shows again the moon while still in the rain.

???: When the moon shines... when it's midnight, the only thing they think is me... that's what I want to be in their eyes... The Boogeyman, Agent of Vengeance, Symbol of Chaos... The Midnight...

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Next Day

The sound of a clock was heard at this time 12pm. The scene zooms out of the clock to see someone sleeping, until the clock was completely smashed by someone, as it moves to a guy with white long messy hair as he groans.

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Scene starts with him walking in which what it looked, was his house, it was kind of... ugly and cheap. He went to his kitchen and opened the fridge, as it takes a good look on his back, very scarred and bit bruised, he grabs two eggs and goes to break them in a bowl... but his phone rings and he checks it... there was a message of someone named "Thea". He sees the message and another groan escapes as he breaks the two eggs in a glass and drinks them raw from it. He exhales and puts the glass in the sink and walks away. He grabs his house keys and looked already fresh as he puts his long hair in a bun. He later starts to walk out of the house as he pulls his hoodie up walking with both hands in his pockets.

Y/N: Ironic, in midnight I'm my true self, but in midday, I'm... this shell... made lots of friends, thing here is... they're friends with Y/N, with Midnight, they're just other people...

He kept walking out of his home as the scene turned blurry.

Y/N: I have never cared truly for someone... because they don't know me.

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Scene changes to a cafe, as Y/N sits in a chair as in front was a woman of his age with brown shoulder length hair and green eyes... that was Thea... and she could see his knuckles were bruised.

Thea: Another fight?

Y/N doesn't answer as he looked at the menu making her frown.

Thea: Y/N!

Y/N: Yeah?

Thea: Did you listen to me?

Y/N: Yeah. I just don't care.

Thea: Don't care? You're knuckles are...

Y/N: *lowers the menu, looking at her* Uh huh? They're what again?

Thea: Never mind! One day you picking fights will get you killed!

Y/N: So... a suicide mission... kind of love how that sounds, I should try it.

Thea: *angry* This is serious!

Y/N: I know.

Thea: Do you even care about yourself?! About what others think?

Y/N: Actually... I don't. You know why?

Thea: Please tell me.

Y/N: *gets face to face* Maybe it's because I really don't care for others. I don't care what you think or anyone think because you don't know me. Nobody does, you what I want? I want to be at peace, but I also want to find who killed my parents.

Thea: Huh, so what you're Bruce Wayne?

Y/N: That man's a coward and a fake! I will find the man who did it and I'll blow his head off like a melon.

Thea: You're a murderer...

Y/N: Wasn't your brother, a murderer?

Thea stayed quiet as she glares at him.

Y/N: Didn't he... kill people with a bow... and arrow? Fake Robin Hood.

Thea was close to getting over the edge as Y/N scoffs.

Y/N: Truly your brother was a jackass to do such... horse-shit. He couldn't finish the job... or at least... stay to what he was trained to be.

Thea: People don't need vengeance or fear-

Y/N: Fear is the answer to everything, and clearly your stupid brother doesn't understand it, like I do... moron.

Thea looks down just... letting her anger go, as she looks at Y/N who still had a frown.

Thea: The only reason you're not exposed, is because I still believe you can change, that you can... become better. But that hope is definitely dying.

Y/N: *snickers* I won't change, I don't want to. But you know what? The funny part of all this. I love it. The way the scream, how those bastards think they can do whatever they want and when I show up, they scream, they cry, I love how it hurts them, the blood spilling-

Thea: Stop.

Y/N: *continues* The teeth flying, breaking bones, nerves, making sure they don't stand up, so they can realize all the pain I felt because of them, because of people like them.

Thea: *screamed* Stop!

Everyone looks at her as she doesn't care and looks at him.

Thea: You're being a sadistic bastard... please stop...

Y/N stands up and looks at Thea who was panting.

Y/N: No. I can't and won't stop... not until I have my revenge.

He left a 25$ real and walked away, as Thea who was actually bit hurt, he was slowly losing himself, she didn't want that. Y/N walked away from the cafe as he walked by the streets again.

Y/N: *voice* Was I too hard? A little, but... I can't lose more, I really can't. A sadist, psychopath, misanthrope, vindictive... don't blame her.

He looks to the sky and stays looking at it.

Y/N: *voice* Criminals are still not afraid enough. If I kill as many as I can, their "will", will turn into fear, they'll realize that if they keep going like this, they'll only die within hours. Until I'm not good enough... I can't stop, and I won't...

1st chapter is here or more like the prologue, this takes months before Son of Batman, but next chapter will go directly to late November 2013, and also, this arc is actually more like the last line says, Y/N becoming a better vigilante, but it will be more on becoming a better person. Hope you enjoyed this short chapter and later.