I would like to dedicate this thread to some of my writings. I would appreciate reviews or commentary provided they are appropriate. The following story is a Tale of Batman, where hes not quite there yet.

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Batman: New Gotham Part 1

One dark day in gotham city, a dark cloud hung over the metropolis as though mother nature herself were angry. As usual the cities Dark Knight was prowling the streets.

The Docks 11:00 pm
A new version of venom was being loaded onto the boats. Bane sat in his lighthouse fortress closely watching his operation. He was expecting a few of his workers to start disappearing one by one, but they didn't. "maybe Batman took a night off", he thought.

Then it happened. With a crash a shadowy figure smashed through his window, with a 10 foot wingspan and horrible, red eyes. It snarled and charged forward tackling Bane. A quick, high pitched screech disabled his guards.

"Batman"? Bane asked.
"Hreeahg", it growled. " Nort agrin. No mur venom."

Bane ripped him up and threw him out the window. " I don't know you, but tell your master to stick to teenaged boys." He ran up to one of his unconscious guards, took his gun, and shot the " ManBat" three times. Then the beast fell to the waters below, out of sight Forever, Bane hoped.

The Batcave 9:00 am

Batman had changed over his four years of crime fighting. He started out using high tech toys to break and enter, but today he was the Dark Knight of Gotham. He even had a sidekick, Dick Grayson. Bruce's adopted son.

Adopted after his family of circus acrobats were killed by a mobster, Tony Zucco. After finding out Bruce's identidy, Dick became Robin. At only fourteen years old Dick was an unusually skilled boy. With Batman as a mentor he had stealth, martial arts, and the mind of a true detective.

Bruce spoke out "Alfred. Get Dick down here."
Alfred expectedly said " Yes. Sir."

After hed brought dick to the batcave he said "I havent seen you this upset since The Joker escaped from Arkham again." Bruce said "Dick, you took my last batarang and i cant find it. Not even the gps can find it. Where is it?" Dick said " I didnt take it. Ive been using the sam one for weeks now." Bruce asked "Alfred, have you seen it?" "No i havent Master Bruce." Bruce yelled "Who has it, the cave bats!"

Then the bats came down in a horde and scattered all over the place. It was a true spectacle.

"Whoa. Did you guys see that."
"Yes master Dick." Alfred said.
"Well, I gotta get to work," bruce said.
"Crime never rests," quipped dick
"Actually, I meant Wayne Industries."
"Bye bruce."
"Bye Dick, Alfred."

Wayne Industries 10:00 am

Wayne Tower is the tallest building in Gotham. Some come close, but none of them are at the center of Gotham. It houses wayne industries, a company dedicated to researching and designing the technology of tomorrow. What few realize is that it also provides the tools of The Batman.

"Mr.Fox. Are you here?" Bruce called as he walked into. Four years ago after training with the greatest martial artists on the planet. Then he came home to gotham and began his crusade on crime. He started small, with a black jacket and ski mask beating on thugs, but then he realized there were bigger fish to fry. The Teenaged menace, Anarchy, was trying to destroy the social order of things and destroying government. So he went to the bottom floors of Wayne tower and had Lucious Fox design the batsuit and a couple other toys. This is where Batman began.

Lucious Fox walked out from behind a support beam. "Mr.Wayne, what brings you here today."
"Two things. One, I'm out of batarangs again. Two, I need a car, a new batmobile if you wouldn't mind."
" What happened to the first one again, oh yeah, some kid named Jason Todd stole it. The Batman got carjacked by a ten year old boy"
"Okay, I wont leave the keys in the ignition again. Maybe a better security system could help."
"Ya know. We should shield all your stuff."
"Good idea Lucious. Ill leave you to it."

Wayne Manor 2:00 pm

"Haaagh!" screamed Dick. "Why do you call yourself Batman. You should call yourself FREAKING PSYCHOTIC MAN."
"Dick, control yourself."
"This is the one thing I can beat you at and you just smashed my high score."
"Dick, its just a game. Settle down."
"Settle down? Its not like i can settle up."
DING DONG!!!! DING DONG!!!!
DING DONG!!!! DING DONG!!!!

With the speed of the batman himself, Richard Grayson jumped up from the second floors game room, slid down the stairs guard rail and in two seconds flat he made it the door and flung it so hard its hinges shouldve snapped.

"Hello Richard. Why didn't Alfred get the door?" asked Licious Fox. Then Alfred walked in
"Hello. I see master dick has gotten the door. Will you require Master Bruce's presence." Alfred asked.
"Yes please. Thank you Alfred."
"What brings you around here, Lucious?"
"To deliver a certain Nocturnal package."
"Bruce wanted more batarangs didn't he."
"You truly were trained by the worlds greatest detective weren't you."
"Yes, Yes i was."

Bruce walked up ,"Hello Lucious. Did you bring the package. Hows the new car coming along."
"Well, Bruce there are issues with you getting the Batmobile 2.0. First, I was told to make it this morning. Two, Aside from security, i dont know what to add."
"Were getting a new car. Sweet! Lets add A sonic blaster, a grappling hook, a pair of batwings to fly, and a sandwich maker."
"Great ideas robin, except the batwings thats stupid," Bruce stated bluntly.
"But, you're Batman."
"Which brings me to my second point, "I" am batman. "I" have a new car, you don't. "
"Why not?"
"You're too young to drive."
"But Fourteen isn't too young to fight crime."
"I trained you. You are plenty capable"
"You trained me to risk my life and go toe to toe with dangerous grown men."
"Yes, I trained you. You'll live."
Lucious chimed in "Okay."
"Wait!" Bruce yelled. "Sonic cannon, grappling hook, sandwich maker, police scanners, security, pandora radio, and a titanium shell. No batwings, like I said thats stupid. Bye, Lucious."

Wayne Tower 6:30 pm

Dr. Xavier Vast had been working on bat research. Seeing what he could do. Technically he'd been breaking a few rules by doing his project the way he did. He'd been hired to make the American beast bat, an endangered species of bat more capable of survival. So he'd found some steroids, Venom to be exact. And in combination with his blood gave his Beast Bat an injection.

In a three week period the bat grew long legs, strong arms, and looked almost like a Man. But it knew it wasnt. It was a bat, but it had some of the characteristics of Dr. Vast.
It knew it was a freak and decided no bat should feel this way. So he struck out and destroyed the formula and scared the doctor, so bad he had a heart attack. He didnt mean to, but he wasn't too sorry. So last night he went to try and get rid of all the venom. He was ... Unsuccessful. But not unwilling to try again.

The door to the doctors lab creaked open.
"Hello?" a janitor called out. "Anybody here?" the janitor tripped on something, he bent over to pick it up. "Venom." he read a label on a syringe. He grabbed it to leave and show his superiors. He backed up and bumped against something.

"Eeyaak," Manbat eeked. He spread his massive wings, and the last thing the janitor saw was his Red eyes. Those horrible eyes.

The Batcave 9:00 pm

It was time for action. The Batsuit was getting anxious. For four years it had been a tool for fighting crime.

"I hear Bane got a scare last night," bursted Dick. "Some giant bat terrorized him."
"Lets hope we find it Robin," said an irritable Bruce Wayne.
"I hope we find him too, Batman."
Then Alfred asked "Why so Glum, Master Wayne."
"I think we should do something big tonight. Put a serious dent in banes venom business."
"With all due respect i dont see why you don't just make it so he cant sell to anyone. Maybe steal his venom."
"Good idea, Alfred"
"Stealing his venom?"
"No, but it is a good idea to destroy his ability to sell."
"How are you going to do that master wayne."
"If i told you that, what fun would it be?"

The docks 9:30

Robin swooshed on top of the lighthouse. No one was aware of his presence, Batman had trained him well. So well he could even jump off the lighthouse, grab the ledge, and swing in right next to the giant searchlight and go unnoticed.

"Robin, you there," robins radio crackled.
"Batman, why do we have such loud radios for a stealth mission?"
"Well, would you rather we text?"
"No, the bright lights would let the enemy know were here."
"Then stop complaining."
"Batman. You're missing the point!"

Everyone turned toward the exposed boy wonder.Batman radioed, "Robin, you idiot, its a stealth mission."
(See lighthouse situation map)

There were four thugs standing before Robin, all alert and intent on maiming him. Robin pulled out three batarangs, just one short of hitting all four of them.

A well placed batarang knocked the gun out of the closest enemys hand. The second and third hit the two thugs next to each others others venom packs.

Robin screeched "Batman, im out of batarangs!"
"Im right there!" Said Batman.
"Batman, what does that even mean?"

Within a moment Batman was beside his adopted son.
"Thats what i meant."
"How did you even get in here?"
"A good magician never reveals his secrets."
"You're not a magician, you're Batman."
"Not the time Robin."

Batman leapt forward with the grace of a panther as he tackled a devenomized thug, smashing his head into a wall.

At the same time robin thrusted his fist into the unarmed lackeys face, followed by a knee to the stomach, the criminal was out cold.

The thug with venom leaking out his backpack pulled a gun, like it could stop Batman or Robin. The other mindless thug powered up with venom . Then It Happened

The Docks 9:40 pm

Manbat broke through the window with such force that everyone was thrown back.
"What is that thing?" Yelled Bane.
"He's not with us,"squealed Robin.
"Whoever he is hes going to die."said Bane in his Macho Man voice.
"Way to go, you walking cliche, you," giggled Robin.
"If you dont hush your son, Batman, I will." Warned Bane

SMACK!!!! Was the sound of Batmans hand against Robins cheek.
"You don't play with this man."
"But Batman! Hes the bad guy!"
SMACK!!!!
"Why are you hitting me, instead of him."
"Because you wont stop talking back."

Robin gave him a stern look before turning his head to see the manbat thing beating on Bane.
"Hraaaa!" Bane screamed as he powered up in his fully envenomed body.

ManBat flew behind him and clawed the Venom wires, putting a momentary end to Banes ability to power up. But even devenomized, Bane is a force to be reckoned with. He swung his meaty arm towards ManBats mouth, cutting his arm but surprising ManBat greatly.

Bane ran for the wall opposite Robins entrance and pulled his giant Machine gun down from the wall. It obviously put strain on his unaided muscles, but that didnt stop him from smiling wide.

As his belt of ammunition emptied, Bane remembered the other two fighters in the ring.

SWOOSH
The swift sound of The Batmans cape flying over Banes head caught Bane quite off gaurd, as well as the punch to the nose.

"Batman."
"Yes, Robin."
"Why did we just knock Bane out instead of the giant Bat monster?"
"Well, you see Bane is a pre established threat. The Monster helped stop him."
"Good for the monster, but he could seriously injure people if we let him go."
"Or he could seriously injure Bane and solve one of our problems.
Plus, I like hitting Bane."
"Oh." Said Robin with sudden understanding.

Manbat flew over and picked up a Bane thug to drop him off the edge of the lighthouse.

"Lets get him Batman."
"No Robin, the time is not ripe."
"What do you mean its not ripe! He just killed someone."
SMACK!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Quit doing that every time I have a valid point."
SMACK!!!
"Stop back-talking."
"Im sick of this!"

Robin glided off into the night saying,
"You can fight crime on your own."


Wayne Manor 10:30 am

"Hello Mr.Wayne," jeered the voice of the cheerful butler.
"Eggs.Sausage.Foot Rub," barked Bruce.
"I see you are not feeling pleasant."
"How observant of you," remarked the sarcastic billionaire.
"What troubles you sir."
"My (sort of) son quit on me."
" Could it be he got tired of getting out of bed to be publicly humiliated and smacked in front of killers."
"Nope. Its just because I told him to quit back talking."
"Oh, in that case your son is upstairs in his bed."

Dicks Bedroom 10:33 am

Dick Graysons rather pleasant rest was cut short by his adopted fathers vigorous shaking.

"Its too early to cight frime."
SMACK!!!!!
"Its never too early to cight frime or fight crime."
"I told you. I quit as Robin."
"But Batman and Robin forever. Thats whats we agreed to."
"I was ten. Get someone else to wear a speedo in the name of justice."
"Fine I will."
"Go do the dishes."
"Thats what Alfreds for."
"Do the dishes or Im telling the world you willingly have been wearing a speedo."
"Ill tell the world you're Batman."
"Brat."

Gothams biggest ghettoest orphanage 11:20 am

"Hello, Mr.Wayne.!" Yelped the orphanages receptionist. "Are you hear to make another donation," she followed up.

"Nope, here to take a troubled kid to my big mansion of fun," said Bruce.
".....Okay then. We have many troubled teens here. Vicki! Ezio! Trisha! Vicky! Cat! Jezebelle! Tim!" She yelled.
"No! I want a white male, black hair, athletic, and he needs to follow orders,"stated Bruce.
"Ummmmm. We have Jason. He fits that description minus the follows orders part," she said.
"Good enough i guess. Wrap him up, ill take one."
"Actually theres a lot of paperwork to fill out if you really want this boy based loosely on appearance."
"I do. And could I skip paperwork."
"No. You can't Mr.Wayne."

The ghetto orphanage 2:27 pm

The young male Bruce ordered looked familiar.
"Hello son," smiled Bruce.
"I only know you because you make donations to this place."
"Now you'll know me because Im your daddy."
"Why did you adopt me?"
"Im in a rough phase with my other son," Bruce casually stated.
"So....Im a replacement."
"Put simply. Yes. Wanna see my mansion?"
"Sure. Why not."

Wayne Manor 3:00 pm

"Welcome Home Jason Todd."
"SIR. COULD I HAVE A WORD WITH YOU!" Asked Alfred.
"Sure why not."

Alfred dragged Bruce to the kitchen.
"Do you realize what you've done.
Who you've taken as you're son."
"Actually I do. Ive been meaning to get my car back."


TO BE CONTINUED