This was the Batman’s beginning. Since then, there have been numerous suspected sightings of the Batman. He is wanted by the LAPD officially as a vigilante, though Police Commissioner has a smart phone programmed for calls to and from a number answered by a British accented voice.
After the public murders of The Flying Graysons, the family stars of the newest Cirque de Sole act “The Birds of Prey” during their premiere performance, which Bruce Wayne was attending. After their death, Dick Grayson became a ward of the state and seeing in the preteen a kindred spirit took him in as a ward, serving as a “big brother” to him during the day. At night, though, they became the dynamic duo of Batman, the Dark Knight, and his sidekick, Robin, the Boy Wonder.
Months later he met yet another boy with the potential for greatness in the ginger headed street kid, Jason Todd, when he caught him attempting to lift the wheels from the front of the Tumbler. He soon took this boy in as well and the two boys began to take turns in their roles as Robin. According to Bruce’s guardian, butler, chauffeur and confidant, Alfred Pennyworth, this was to keep either child from over exerting themselves.
Stepbrother to Thomas Wayne and uncle to Bruce Wayne. He is the child of Thomas Wayne’s father’s second wife. He joined the British Army at 17 and eventually joined SIS. Upon finding out his brother Thomas and wife Martha have been murdered he comes to Los Angeles seeking guardianship of the young orphan Bruce only to find out that his brother’s close friend, whom he had never liked, Ra’s Al-ghul, had already taken custody.
Alfred spent years looking for Bruce, eventually finding out that Ra’s Al-ghul was the one referred to as “The Demon’s Head” the leader of a terrorist organization on the rise in Iraq, though contingents had been seen in South Africa. Upon Bruce’s sudden return Alfred stays back, watching the young man until finally confronting him. The confrontation is the last needed to push Bruce into rebelling against Ra’s. With Alfred’s help the 5 man team of League members are defeated.
Since then Alfred has stayed in Bruce’s employ as ally, confidant, father figure, butler and possibly Bruce’s only true friend. Upon the adoption of Dick Grayson, he too, became like a son to Alfred, who helped in his and Jason Todd’s training. Though he did not like Jason as much as he did Dick or Bruce, his death hit Alfred harder, he still believes if only he had paid more attention to the older boys please for attention, maybe he wouldn’t have gone off on his own, or would have told him before hand. He will also be the Head Counselor for the Camp for the Gifted and Troubled, with Dick Grayson in charge after him.
Alfred is a middle-aged man of a muscular build. He is well toned and tall, at 6’3. He has a head full of silver hair and a matching mustache and beard surrounding his mouth. He has furry brows that shadow intelligent brown eyes. Combined with his air of professionalism, this gives him the look of a drill sergeant, though his demeanor is that of a favorite uncle.
Their adventures brought them against foes such as Clayface, the Penguin, The Riddler (now in supposed retirement) as well as his former family, the crazed sorcerer warrior Ra’s Al-ghul, his daughter and heir Talia a former love interest of Bruce’s as well as his former close friend and maybe the premise for which the Robin idea came, Bain (BAYEEN), who now infuses himself with the synthetic drug known as Venom. They would also come into contact on multiple accounts with The Joker, a psychopath in clown makeup and also the eventual murderer of Jason Todd.
Six months ago, on a day none in the Bat family will forget, Dick Grayson shirked his duties as Robin for the day in favor of a date with a girl he liked. He blackmailed his brother, Jason, into taking his place. The Joker eventually lured Jason into a trap, hoping for Dick Grayson, having already deduced there were two. In his rage at being duped he beat Jason Todd with a crowbar before crucifying him to the front of the building. Upon Batman and Robin’s arrival the building exploded. The newspapers got one image, the image of Batman curled around the charred remains of the teenager. His small sidekick standing at his side, eyes red beneath the green mask, with tears streaming down his soot covered cheeks.
The year of 2006 was a strange one for the South Western United States and then for the world. It saw the return of child abductee, Bruce Wayne, return home two days after his 18th birthday to receive his inheritance, as well as the WAYNE Foundation, the worlds largest family own corporation, having beaten out Wal-Mart at a net worth of 489.5 billion dollars.
The return of City of Angel’s own lost son caused the mayor of Los Angeles to call for the day of his return as a citywide holiday. Still today, many remember the feelings of something tremendous on the rise. The second was what resident Los Angelinos now refer to as DaDar or the “Dawn of the Dark” when all the lights went out. Throughout the world phone calls were dropped, Internet connections faltered, business transactions halted. Any information flowing to and from the American West Coast went dead. It was as if America ended at Nevada’s western most borders.
A terrorist organization known as جامعة الظلال or “The League of Shadows” claimed responsibility for the attack. The video showed a man, titled simply as رأس شيطا, the demon’s head, claiming that,
“The corrupt shall be cloaked in darkness and when the light of truth shines once more they shall be dust.”
After his statement a live feed from 5 cameras. 5 showed what was happening in Downtown’s streets, but the 6th was cloaked in darkness. People watched as the only information from America’s coast was of the deaths of its adored citizens at the hands of these criminals. Actors, Recording artists, Models, Directors, all beloved in the world’s eyes, were dead.
By the end of the day, 666 of the world’s most famous media entities had been slaughtered of nation television. But, the coup de grace was yet to come. Just that evening, unbeknownst to the world at large, President Barack Obama had taken wife, Michelle, and their daughters Malia Ann and Natasha, then only 8 and 5, respectively, on a surprise visit to California where they had bought out every theme park at certain times so as to travel the coast and visit each with their children. They were to begin at Hollywood’s heart, Universal Studios in Studio City. The two hours, before midnight, showed several of these assassins converging on the Obama family, slaughtering everyone with them and then the cameras went dead.
At exactly 11:30 pm “The Demon’s Head” return to the world’s screens and gave them their third bit of shocking information,
“The Obama’s live, the world need only turn its arms on the Middle East at these coordinates,”
When the Demon’s Head went silent the coordinates appeared blinking on the screen
(33 00 N, 44 00 E)
When the 5 cameras sparked back to life it showed a very different picture. From five views we saw the Obama family in chairs, one facing each direction, North, South, East, and West. And finally the world got the chance to view the silhouettes of its fear. One man was large, well over 7 ft. tall and looked to be built on the scale of Grecian God statue. There was one that was obviously female, with luscious curves and long hair that was now left flowing down to her thighs. The next was another man, near 6 ft. and athletically built, across from him was his opposite, this one lithe and skinny like whip. The final figure was seated at the President’s feet, and looked like little more then a small mound with a cloak on it.
Then a voice shook the room, “When the clock strikes twelve, this dream shall end, by the world’s Prince Charming, with his own hands.” It was five long minutes before the 6th ad final camera came to life. A figure stalked into the view of the cameras and the figures went silent. He made his way to Michelle Obama first and knelt before her in briefly, in silence. When he arose it was with a quick motion towards the ground and the cameras turned to stack.
For ten horrifying minutes there was only the sound of static, with unrecognizable grunts, bones snapping and at one point the blood-curdling howl of loss. America knew, the world knew tragedy had struck and when the lights came back on suddenly, the world was confused in its joy. Then the cameras returned to the scene we could now see was from the view of one of the monolithic skyscrapers at Los Angeles’ heart.
The Obama family sat amongst the bound and unconscious forms of the assassin’s and a figure, clad in black, stood with his back to the only camera with a direct line of vision at him. Nothing could be heard beneath the sobbing of the two females left standing Natasha and Michelle as the lay cradling the lifeless body of 8-year-old Malia Ann. The President nodded to the figure and then he leaped from the building’s nearest window.
Many a nerd and scholar have read the graphic novel, The Watchmen, in which crime fighters are seen to exist in reality, the only true “super hero” being Dr. Manhattan. In the months following DaDar rumors of a silhouette “Watching” over Los Angeles’ downtown areas, began to arise. Many a criminal considers this a hoax or a ruse. At best, this would be one more in a long line of soon to be dead vigilante nerds that had read one too many comic books.
No one has any real confirmation of this mysterious “Watchman” or as others have taken to calling him, this “Dark Knight”, though those that do see him seem to have a fear of even leaving their bedrooms at night or having any darkness at all.
Among the most common rumors are these.
• He is made of either pure shadow or solid steel. Neither blades, nor projectiles affect him.
• He has skin black as pitch, two horns of brimstone sprouting from atop his head, a set of wings that range from non visible to 30 ft. in length.
• He is telekinetic. (Dark, blurred video of the “alleged” Dark Knight waving his hand while a gang member’s gun is sent hurtling through the air in the direction he motioned)
• He is not human.
The roar of the crowd intensifies as a man walks up to the podium, leaving his latest super model girlfriend seated in the first row of seats, Bruce Wayne, the billionaire playboy stands at 6’0 and is built like the martial artist and extreme sports enthusiast that he is. The custom tailored black suit outlined a slim figure with broad chests and shoulders. His neck was long, giving him a regal bearing when combined with the strong jaw and high cheekbones on an otherwise caramel colored cherub face. His hair was so black that it was blue and was kept in a short taper on the sides and a short bed of curls atop his head. As usual, he had a ready smirk, smug yet not obnoxious. He knew who he was and what he had and was happy with it.
Bruce Wayne stepped up to the dais and began to speak, though no sound came. He looked at it with a smirk and tapped it twice before seeming to laugh in exasperation. The handsome young heir to the Wayne dynasty raised an eyebrow and looked questioningly at an older black man off to the side of the stage. Lucius Fox was the CEO of Wayne Inc. and had been a close family friend to the Waynes since their college days. The middle aged man smiled and disappeared into the crowd shaking his head wistfully.
After a few moments more of silence a squealing of feedback dialing through the speakers caused everyone to cover their ears, even eliciting a few high pitched squeals at its sudden appearance. “Oh, I see this thing does work,” he laughed and the crowd followed along, settling down and taking their seats. The smile disappeared from his lips and a look of seriousness,
“Now I asked you all here today to make an announcement. But, first my publicists says I should tell you a story. Well as you all know, I grew up both gifted and troubled. From the murder of my parents, to the wealth they left for me to inherit. My father always told me, ”Those with the power and the ability to help, are responsible for those with.” And for a long time I agreed with him. But after,”
His mouth shut on the words and the silence of the crowd mirrored his. America’s heart went out to him. When he began once more, his voice was solid and strong, but still heartfelt and sincere.
“Now, I see that we are responsible for one another. What we give to those without, helps to keep us grounded. These men and women that have so little, well they have lead me to believe that we all must work together, live together and then, and only then can we prosper together. And lets be honest, it’s much easier to change a child’s point of view then our own. So, I would like to unveil the Camp for the Gifted and Troubled. A place where boys and girls from all walks of life can come and do what they do best. Be kids.”
The camera’s started to snap pictures as reporters fired off questions like machine gun rounds. The picture shrunk into a box in the corner of the screen where now a pretty young woman with long burgundy hair, luscious red lips set with a ready smile and eyes that seemed to shift from green to blue. The name appearing beneath her on the screen was Barbara Gordon, the niece and adopted daughter of the commissioner of the LAPD, James Gordon.
“That was the story today from outside of LA Live where billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne has sent the invitation out across Los Angeles for any and all to come stay on the Wayne Manor property. For the children there will be games, for the preteens and teenagers there will be competitions and a tour of Wayne Manor. Any adults that wish to apply as a chaperone are to goto www.wayne.com/camp_counselor. This is Barbara Gordon for KTLA 5 News.”
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