[IC] Batman: The End of Gotham

[TimeToRP]

Batman frowned.

[BranchOfSin]

Nightwing chased after Harley, a small smoke bomb wouldn't help her one bit. He ran through the flight of stairs. Once he reached the top he saw Bats and Harley. He then sighed. "Bats is right, He will just dispose of you sooner or later after all." Nightwing said as he began to walk around Harley. "Besides what do you think Joker would do if he found out what you did behind his back. I'm pretty sure he'll do something worse to you than what the cops would do, so what will you do?"

[Cinderella Man]

Suddenly, there was a bright flash that appeared next to Batman, Harley, and Nightwing. When the light subsided, who was there but the lovable, amazing, incredulous BAT-MITE! "Remember me, Bats?~" Bat-Mite said with excitement flowing over the brim of his voice as he looked at his idol, shrouded in shadows. It was only when he looked away from Batman did he realize what was going on around him. Harley Quinn?! A dastardly fiend by no other name, decided I! Wait, I? Yes, I! Bat-Mite is taking over the narrative now, random person!

So I, being the suave, powerful being that I was, decided that the best idea was to help everyone out to win the admiration of my idol, the one and only Bruce Wayne! (Shush, don't tell anyone I said that!) "I have just the fix for this solution!" Said I, shouting with maybe a little bit too much enthusiasm. I snapped my fingers, hoping that it would cause any weapons that Harley had on her to turn into soft non-harmful objects. Unfortunately, my massive intelligence hadn't calculated for this also working on the weapons of Dick Grayson (Ssssssssssshhhh!), which had been turned into something non-threatening. "Sorry! Let me try again!" I repeatedly tried to change Nightwing's weapons back, but every time, they just ended up something even less threatening than the last.

[Savi]

Harley stopped in her tracks and turned around, anger in her eyes as they spoke. She was about to respond, not realizing the tears pooling in her eyes, when Bat-Mite decided to join the party. Harley rolled her eyes. She looked back at Batman and Nightwing, remembering their words and thinking about the last time Boss and her made whoopy, or even kissed for that matter. She was his Harley, but when has he treated her as such?

[TimeToRP]

Batman made a solemn face, in the gelid Gotham. Gotham was even more colder then imagined, Batman wondered to himself if Mr. Freeze was around.

[TimeToRP]

Batman looked at Harley, he wasn't trying to be that mean. He was trying to help Harley, he came towards Harley. Handcuffing her, scanned her for weapons. He frowned, even if Harley wanted to be on the good side. She was still going to be arrested. Batman looked at Bat-Mite, with a still solemn hard face. Batman wasn't playing games, "Your going to Blackgate."

[Savi]

Harley huffed and said to Batman "this how ya treat a lady, B-Man?" She wink flirtatiously at Nightwing and Bat-Mite as she was being arrested yet again for trying to impress the Boss. And for what? Him to beat her up and tell her she was a failure? Then again, they don't call it mad love for nothin'!

[TimeToRP]

Batman grabbed Harley, taking her to the asylum.

[TimeToRP]

That night when the Batman went home, undressing himself into his normal casual clothes, he sensed something. He felt like what he did was wrong, even if he did stop crime. Harley had a job, but she didn't work there anymore. Batman felt like his father would need people killed. Batman looked at his dad's quote note.

Wait! You could die. At least tell me your name.
[pause]
Bruce Wayne: ...It's not who I am underneath... but what I *do*... that defines me.
Rachel Dawes: ...Bruce?
[Batman turns and leaps off the roof]

[TimeToRP]

Batman had a flashback to when he was with Rachael

[TimeToRP]

"Richard." Batman called.

[TimeToRP]

Bruce was very very sad, it was just very sad for him. He wasn't making anything out of a joke. Bruce was very sad, he sighed. Bruce walked to the TV, putting back his secret hideout. He looked at the Flying Gray-sons channel. It was out of business, Bruce sighed. Things weren't never the same.

[TimeToRP]

"..."

[TimeToRP]

Bruce looked at the TV for a minute. He wondered what Joker was doing, Bruce went into the Bat-Cave, typing in for results for Joker, nothing showed. Bruce couldn't even locate Joker, the Asylum wasn't finished yet due to what happened to the cops at the Asylum. Bruce sighed, Bruce looked at the old Bat-Mobiles he had, all of them brightened, squeaky clean. Bruce looked with a solemn face Bruce was humorless. He didn't find things 100% that funny anymore. Bruce changed, he looked at the Bat-Mobile, he needed more upgrades. Bruce was under the Bat-Mobile with tools, making all kind of noises while he was fixing his own Bat-Mobile, instead of making new ones. He upgraded one of his old-school ones. A couple minutes later, Bruce was done.

[TimeToRP]

Bruce coughed, with all kind of dust particles on his face. "It's done." Bruce walked to the Bat-Computer, he sighed to himself. Bruce upgraded some of the weapons he had, like the Bat-Claw. "I have to test this out." Bruce grabbed the Bat-Claw off the Bat-Work-Bench. He shot the Bat-Claw straight at a box, he pulled the box towards him. He looked genuinely at the Bat-Claw, "This could come in handy." He turned around, looking at the water falling, it reminded him of his parents.

[DocTachyon]

Eobard Thawne didn't like travel. An experience with time travel makes one... Reluctant to go much place else. But here he was, Gotham City. He'd once heard a quote of streets being nothing more than extended gutters, and it was never more true than for Gotham. Human slime waited around every corner, the lowest class of criminal, scum who reveled in their muck only to steal purses from little old ladies. Such petty tasks- Criminals these days hardly had vision. That was what Eobard had that the others didn't- Vision. He had his intricate plan all laid out, his masterstroke. It would put him as the true king of the earth, and his throne would be built of the broken bodies of each Justice Leauger. He'd have a sword made from the Flash's spinal cord, and a shield of Batman's rib cage. And now, he was here to acquire the shield.

Most villains seemed to have a hard time of figuring out who the Bat was, but Thawne completed such a simple task in a single afternoon. It had taken only a few minutes for Zoom to thoroughly analyze every scrap of data on every Leaguer in history. It was easy to convince a hacker to access Justice League systems when you'd pulled the still beating hearts out of each of his friends torsos, before ripping off their limbs and utilizing them to beat compliance into the hacker. Now Zoom was fully aware of every weakness and secret I.D. of each Justice Leauge member. The Flash, Barry Allen, was already known to him, but the others were interesting. Superman, Clark Kent, Lanterns John Stewart and Hal Jordan, and the one he was here for, The batman- Bruce Wayne.

Zoom held in his hands a complete floormap of Wayne Manor- Cross referenced with historical data and his findings from the Justice Leauge computer. the infamous Bat-Cave stood out like a sore thumb. Zoom was sure Batman was there now- Over the course of a few dozen miliseconds he'd done an entire sweep of the city, finding the Bat nowhere. The only logical location was the cave.

Zoom was there in just under a millionth of a seconds, vibrating his particles through The Batcave's rugged rock walls. he darted forward, snatching up the Dark Knight in his gloved hands.
"Mr Wayne, I'd like to introduce myself." Zoom smiled crazily through the only gap in his mask. "I am your death."

[TimeToRP]

Bruce turned to Zoom, frowning. He was serious, Bruce put the Bat-Claw on the workbench, looking at the Batcave's rugged rock walls. Bruce kicked Zoom off, "I don't need a introduction, Zoom." Bruce said, frowning.

[TimeToRP]

(Ingoring the post, because it has been a long time.)
Bruce sighed at the Bat-Claw.

[CallMeChaotix]

Tim doesn't remember much what happened, only the fact that he just got away with stealing from a bunch of thugs. The last thing he heard was a big whack to his forehead. He felt a liquid flow down his head, problably was blood. He looks up at the thug that hit him and the thug says "You lttile punk, you think you can scam me!?". Tim backed away in the alley, Crime Alley. He says "Screw you.." to the thug

[CallMeChaotix]

Tim would pray from Batman to come save him, or anyone in that matter to save him. The thug gets ready to hit him in the head again while Tim closes his eyes. Thinking this is the end for him