Not to be bragging, but...it was to damn easy. Hacking into GCPD was like hacking into my High school's website. I don't normally become an asshole "black hat" hacker, but at times I need to practice.
Sitting around all day reading comic books like Astronomical, and Fusion Ion get a little boring after awhile. I mean I had nothing to do, and I couldn't just wait for The Force Awakens, and argue with other nerds online about why the dark side is better. Why not browse the web on Gotham's greatest millionaires and most famous' background records.
Jim Gordon: veteran of the vietnam war, became a cop in 1981, transferred to Gotham in 1997. Gordon was apart of the anti vigilante task force in taking down the Batman in 1998, but it was shut down when he became chief of the GCPD. Ex-wife and former living woman Barbara Gordon, and had a single child: Barbara Gordon which was named after her mother obviously. Studied computer science and has a master's in Computer and information systems.
Pretty boring really. Her facebook hasn't been used in two years. Still has a pic of her boyfriend named Dick Grayson.
Richard Dick Grayson: Born to the Flying Graysons on March 21,1982, Child to John and Mary Grayson of Haley's circus until a wild accident in July 15th of 1995 that was proven to be a murder by a mob hitman known as Tony Zucco. Eventually Zucco was caught by the Batman according to police records.
This is getting interesting. Was adopted by Bruce Wayne the playboy millionaire and douchebag who sadly- parents were murdered by a Joe Chill in an alley on July 12, 10:48 p.m. in 1983. Disappeared for seven years then returned around the time the vigilante known as Batman came around 3 months later.
I got a hunch. Just a hunch. I searched through historical records involving John, Mary, and Richard Grayson's. Found a newspaper article with the perfect face of Richard. Could be wrong, but the mystery was killing me. A strong gut feeling in my stomach was ripping me apart.
According to police investigation in the past, the Batman was around 6 feet and 200 pounds. Someone fits the qualifications. Robin was around 4 feet and 80 pounds. Check.
According to the police software, which I hacked into, Richard Grayson matches with the only freaking picture of Batman and Robin while the other pictures and videos were scrambled. Face distortion for cameras. Nice
Holy shit. Nah it can't be. Though the way Robin moves, he moves- just like Richard Grayson. And 7 years and pronounced dead seems like enough time to train in martial arts, according to the live broadcasting of Batman fighting mercs in 2005. The gadgetry, the car, the plane,and corporation.
Nah. It can't be. Haha. It couldn't be this easy. Well it wasn't but if it wasn't for the police software, and tons of hacking into government records, I wouldn't have got this far. Well I could have went to the Gotham public records but I'm too lazy and hacking is easy.
Bruce Wayne has tons of money and just made an organization entirely for Batman.
And the 3 other kids he adopted. Jason Todd: ex-juvee and been to the house for theft, pharmaceuticals, and specifically grand theft auto, and child to Sheila Haywood Todd, a school girl and father was a criminal and henchman to Two face or Harvey his Father ended up missing after a drug bust by Batman. 3 years after Dick Grayson going to Bludhaven and joining the police department, only for Nightwing to show up. Next thing you know a new robin turns up in new gear and disappears just as fast. A few years later, an ex hacker and gymnast named Timothy Drake, child to Janet and Jack Drake who was very employed enough to sent him to a thousand boarding schools. Jack Drake was an archeologist and businessman, while his wife was his almost duplicate. It was all good until Digger Harkness aka Captain Boomerang killed the family. He was adopted by Bruce Wayne a while later. Months later, a new robin showed up. That's when Bane came around and rumors circulated that he beat the Batman. Later after that, a new Batman showed up was beating criminals to death. That's when Batman came back and then a new vigilante came known as the Spoiler or Stephanie Brown.
Well her dad was the Clue Master and Spoiler? It was a hunch. Next thing you know Gotham has an earthquake around the time a new Robin comes around. Son of Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne.
Nah… Bruce Wayne is too much of an asshole, and police reports say that he had all alibis. Yeah...that's them. It has to be. Who else could be Batman? Lex Luthor?. Gordon- he's like a thousand years old. It has to be them. Richard Grayson: former Robin, leader of the Teen Titans, and Nightwing. Jason Todd: former Robin, Timothy Drake: former robin now Red Robin. Damian Wayne: current Robin. That means it then: Bruce Wayne is Batman.
1 year later
Same routine everyday: patrol, fight thugs, maybe ninjas once in awhile. Father doesn't even bother to pay attention to my jokes. I try. I . Really. Try. Last night was stopping Killer Moth from burning the Gotham Aquarium. What a dumb, useless villain. It was almost funny, busting his helmet in two and leaving him with a broken nose. Course father yelled at me- no gave me a college lecture on violence and too much of it.
" You broke his nose!"
"So?"
"That is unacceptable."
" whatever."
" Haven't I taught you ANYTHING."
" Besides you teaching me last time why knives are dangerous no!"
" DAMIEN!"
" I know what I am doing!"
" I know what this is about. Joker"
"...he got away. Why don't you just end it?!"
" We dont do things that way-"
"Why not! He's killed thousands and escapes the asylum every single time!"
" Never."
" Then I will then."
" I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT!"
" You know I can track him and make it quick"
" We do not do that.. AM I CLEAR!"
" fine whatever."
SInce then, father has gotten an attitude lately. Always brooding. Sent me alongside Todd to investigate some assaults on thugs in Crime Alley.
" Little bats you look like your thinking again." Todd said
Uh. Todd. Breath smells like menthols, and his face irritates me. I can just beat him like I did last year. Funny seeing the look on his face when I surprised him. Now he tries to act nice and all. Should have stayed in the ground or at least have me with the crowbar.
" Look I didn't want to work with you too but B-man said so"
" Whatever loser."
Jason gritted his teeth as a vein popped from his skull. He quickly turned away murmuring to himself, but quickly calmed down when he heard the chatter in the apartment. A bunch of thugs walked through the front door with bags of italian take out.
" I got a meatball sub, ravioli, etc." as a thug started passing food around.
" Ah nice!" a thug said as he rubbed his hands and licking his lips.
" Got my change Drake?" another asked
" You know I do." another replied as he poured bucks into his palm.
Red Hood looked through his binoculars grinning through his helmet.
" Looks good. Love Danny's" Red Hood replied
" Ew." Damian replied
" What do you mean 'ew'?"
" Too greasy and fattening. Why do idiots eat beef anyways?"
"One: it's good. Two: it's good. And three: it's fucking delicious."
" Wait till Batman hears what your mouth projected."
" Shutup tattle tale."
"You know how many chemicals and dangerous cancer causing substances are in meat?"
"Tell that to the FDA"
" I would do more than that, I would break all their jaws" Damian replied.
" Well what do you eat then?" Red Hood replied
" Organic, non chemical laced vegetables: Cumin, garlic, anything that properly flushes the body and it's organs."
"You sound like a health freak."
"So?"
" I fucking hate health freaks. Especially those Vegans. How can you not like bacon?"
" Bacon is a meat which contains cancer causing chemicals." Damian replied
" Stop lying Robin!"
" Well neanderthal it's not my fault that you don't watch the news."
" Whatever you little bastard." Red Hood replied as he zoomed in on the thugs.
The thugs were laughing about at a story of a robbery gone wrong.
" And then- haha- Tommie stood stupid as he turned around to see that freak the Bat behind him!"
" Damn that must have been scary!" a thug laughed
" Always about Batman" Red Hood said shaking his head. " What about me the Red Hood for once. I remember when these fuckers talked about me like I was a devil. Good times they were. That was when I st-"
" Red Hood?"
"What?"
"Shutup."
" ." as he eavesdropped in the conversation.
"You guys are wrong." a thug said." The Red Hood is scary. He's a fucking psychopath. Laughing and making puns as he shoots us up. I remember a few years back when he waged war against Black Mask. Burned down a whole fucking warehouse while Bobby and Brian was in it. He almost got me too. Glad I slept at that stripper's crib that night. Knew I made the right choice in spending that money on her."
" Shutup, Red Hood doesn't kill anymore! He's a big pussy now. Shooting up us in the kneecaps.."
Damian snickered as Red Hood cussed under his breath.
" Shutup assassin."
" Really?" as a thug pulled up his pants sleeve showing a bullet scar.
" HOLY SHIT!" a thug laughed as he pulled up his jacket sleeve
"He GOT TO YOU TOO?" a thug said as bit into a meatball sandwhich
"Yeah. Got me way back when Two Face robbed the bank in 2012."
" I used to be a Gothamite. Then I took an arrow to the knee by that Arsenal guy way back." a thug replied
" Him?" a thug asked
" Yeah he's just like the Red Hood."
" What about that new Robin?"
" That little shit?"
A hard knock came on the door as the thugs jolted.
"Nick you got a guest coming over?" a thug asked.
" No." as they all pulled out their guns.
" Nick jumped up then walked towards the door. He looked through the peep hole only to scream " SHIIT!" as the door cracked open.
Nick landed on the ground as a silhouette busted through the doorway.
" Time to go." Red Hood said
" Patience Todd." Damian said.
Out of the doorway came a vigilante. He was black with a brown vest, tactical pants, kevlar vest, with a ski mask, and brass knuckles. He kicked Nick in the face with his steel toed boots as a thug shot at him. The vigilante dodge the debris hitting the wall as he flipped over a thug. He disarmed another then headbutted him as he side kicked another into the bathroom. He knocked out a thug, then elbowed another in the head before kicking another out the window into the fire escape. A thug shot at him as he a stream of electricity electrocuted a thug across from him.
A thug came running at him as he kicked him in the waist before catching the arm of a thug and breaking his arm then knocking him out. He disarmed a Nick then hitted him across the head knocking him out. He grabbed a thug, and dragged him out the apartment. A few moments later, the roof door busted open as the vigilante kicked the thug into the concrete.
The vigilante stood over the thug, kicking him apart before grabbing him and dragging him to the edge of the roof. He tilted the thug over with a coldness in his eyes.
" Come on suck it up." The vigilante slapped the thugs face, jolting him into consciousness.
" Where is Two Face?"
" Wh-what?"the thug said
The vigilante dragged the thug then bashed his head into the concrete. Blood started raining out of his face.
" Where is Two Face?"
"I dont know!"
The vigilante dragged him back to the rooftop edge where he pushed him off. The thugs sudden screams stopped when the rope tied to his ankles ended. The Vigilante pulled him back up slowly. Got he was heavy.
The thug laid confused, as the vigilante shook the thugs head around.
" Where is Two Face?!"
" I ain't tellin you shit! I'm not a sn-"
The vigilante dropped the thug off the roof again and pulling him back up. The thug laid confused on the concrete as the vigilante walked towards him. He kneeled down in pity for the thug as he asked again:
" Where. Is. Two. Face?"
" He's…..he's….underground. The only person who knows where is Penguin."
" Thank you. Have a nice day," as the vigilante knocked the thug out.
The Red Hood and Robin jumped to the rooftop as they stood towards the vigilante.
The vigilante sprinted towards the next rooftop as the robins gave chase.
…
Damn it! Who knew the Red Hood and Robin would come. I knew I was sloppy. Going in order and leaving evidence. But this was faster and better results. I'll track one of Penguin's main men and go from there. But now I have to run from two of the most dangerous men in Gotham.
I jumped from a roof onto a car, then went from there. I cut through an alley, igniting smoke behind me. Won't stop them they have their detective vision. So I cutted through a kitchen. I pushed past chefs and waiters, as I bust through the front doors, and unto the street. I don't see them. Their probably on the roofs ready to ambush me- one in the front and one in the back.
I cutted into an alley past a movie theatre, as I felt bollos wrap around my legs. I slammed into the ground into some roses. I heard the thud of the robins landing as they walked towards me.
Red Hood stood before me in a crimson helmet with a gray vest with a red insignia upon his chest. He had black pants with straps with grenades, and two pistols along his sides. He had a black jacket with a red hood as he knelt down at me.
" Look what we got here." as he stood up
" Let's get this done with Red Hood" Damian said
" yeah whatever."
Nah...not like this. I had to think. I pulled out my laser and smoke bombs as they chatted.
" Batman..it's us...we got him."
I cutted through the titanium laced cord with ease as I swept the Red hood before dropping smoke bombs. I raced off before the smoke cleared, dropping calthrops and more smoke. before running deeper into the hell of Gotham.
…..
Damn. How the hell did I lose my attention?! .Fuck. Great- now this little bastard won't let me forget it. An amateur got me. How the hell did he cut through the bollos anyway? Well a laser of course. Being with an alien and a redneck arrow shooter is a lot more easier than catching a dude in a hockey mask. He was fast. faster than me. Knew I should have stretched this morning.
" Are you done whining Todd?" Damian said
I hate this kid. Disrespectful, an asshole, and his face just makes me want to toss him off a freaking canyon or a pit of lava or a bullet- no bullets to the head.
" Shut up Boy wonder."
" At least I didn't trip."
" SHUT UP YOU LITTLE SH-"
"Watch your language." Bruce said as he browsed the Bat computer.
The batcave was a large place. Dark cave with props from the old days, like a large penny, and a robot dinosaur. A large elevator was around the corner along with a large ring and training bases for sparring. Target boards were for batarangs, and a large workshop was around the artillery part, where all the gadgets and every Bat suit in history were at. They were like shelves in a museum as they aligned each other.
The Batcave wasn't the Batcave without the vehicles. The Bat-Plane was around the artillery shop where it stood on it's own flight pad along with the Batmobile at it's runway. I could almost smell the strong cologne of Alfred. Oh Wait- I did.
" Hello master Todd" Alfred said as he passed me a cup of lemon tea.
" Tea Alfred?"
" For your taste buds master Todd" as he passed a cup of detox at Damian and Bruce.
" I heard you tripped Todd," DICK said as he strolled towards me. Fucking hate him too.
" Shut up DICK"
" Language Jason" Bruce and Alfred said in unison
" I didn't swear,"
" You did. Keep your thoughts to yourself Jason. We do." Dick said
" Whatever. I captured footage of him anyways." as I passed Bruce a hard drive.
Bruce plugged in the hard drive then played the video. It was mostly a tussle or some shit you'd seen in the Born Identity. Brutal he was, I counted a few broken bones and it was way far out there on the rooftop.
" Damn." ME and Dick said in unison.
" Oh dear!" Alfred said.
" What's your input Damian?" Bruce asked
" He's sloppy. Knows his martial arts, Muay Thai, Tae Kwon Do, Karate, Krav Maga, the basics. He's seems more street fighter to me just gets to the point."
Then there was the scene. I couldn't see him until the sudden drop to the ground. Then the cloud of smoke and him running off.
" *snickers*" Damian and Richard emitted
" hmm" Jason sighed angrily
Bruce played Damian's and he had more results. Out in the corner of the screen was a concentrated red ray , and before the vigilante sweeped Todd and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Bruce rubbed his face before standing up and turning towards the three robins.
" You were sloppy." Bruce commented
"..." Jason stood.
" And YOU WERE LAZY." Bruce explained to Damian
"WH-WHAT IT WAS TODD!"
" You could have did better. Both of you. You guys were off your game today. I trusted that both of you could work together. I took an experiment, only to get a bad result.
" Won't happen next time." Jason said.
" I know. Because your both are done."
" Fine didn't want to work with him anyway." Damian explained
" You're grounded." Bruce
" WHAT!" Damian yelled
" HAHAHAHA!" Jason laughed loudly
Damian walked off. Bruce sat back down turning his chair towards the other two robins.
"I need you two to track him and stop him. He's smart, knows his gadgetry, and is agile. But he's sloppy and probably wasn't like this before meaning- he is after a big goal: Two Face."
"The thug said Penguin knows where he could be?" Richard said.
" Find Cobblepot, find Two Face. He's been missing for months and he's planning something."
" We can identify our vigilante right?" Richard said
" I doubt it," Bruce said as he opened a tab showing no result for identification.
" He's not in no database whatsoever. And his face was distorted in the video meaning he knows about radio waves, and technology. The plasma torch is another example as well."
" We can take him."
" I want a profile on him tomorrow. He's not going to be caught in a week. He's smart"
` …
Long night. Tired. Need to focus. I stuck to the roofs. Get a better birds eye view next time. I'll make sure other vigilantes won't get the drop on me again. Not very good a parkour though. Need to practice this weekend. Tomorrow sounds good. Hang around the skatepark with those guys- those free runners for tips.
I'll need to resupply on my smoke bombs and need to add holsters and more pouches, for more better gadgetry. But for now I need to be more careful. Can't go to Penguin or anybody directly. I need to be random, not with an obvious pattern. If Batman and his family is prowling about to get me, then I need to be careful. They'll probably use a different frequency now. I'll locate it and hack into it again. I'm pretty sure their face and eye identification databases won't find me. It's impossible to fight them head on. Red Hood is a Killer. He bashes, breaks bones and skulls. I'm not fighting him without having injuries. Same as Robin. He's a lot more dangerous. Fast more of an attacker than a defender, just like Red Robin and Nightwing. Red Robin uses the staff while Nightwing talks and flips around. He was a gymnast both of them anyway. Taser eskrima sticks hurts. Their effective. Besides that, they all contain smoke bombs, caltrops, and a variety of weaponry. Line launchers, explosive gel, freeze grenades, armor piercing bullets and Red Hood with his freaking 12 inch long blades that eject from his gauntlets. That are electrified. Along with experimental body armor and grappling hook guns and 3 types of smoke bombs. They're smart and uses nice tactics. Batman avoided SWAT before which explains the seven years of training he had to go through. THey know about surveillance to. They could be watching me now. Many others underestimated them. Riddler- no he was an attention whore. The computer would have alerted me of different frequencies and motion signatures. Camera are still up. At least Aunt Mary still thinks we have ADT.
Glad I took those hour of coding classes years ago. Hacking into rich men's bank accounts just so I can buy crap off ebay and the deep web paid off. Taking krav maga and self defense classes also. Who knew almost all of Gotham would be at things like those. Well the earthquake years ago and Bane ruling Gotham for months years ago- also Jonathan Crane holding the city hostage, and Firefly burning half of Gotham, not to mention Arthur Brown causing Gothamites to panic and cause riots among the city. Also those Talons or assassins. And then that gang war.
Two Face...I needed to find him. He caused all of this. The evil bastard needs to die. Needs to be in hell where he belongs. Not for what he did. He needs to die. She would be here today if he didn't cause that war between Penguin and Black Mask. Why? Why are they not in Prison. Not in Bel Rev or Blackgate, hell no not Arkham! I get tired of this city. Every time I step outside to go to school I almost vomit over the smell of urine when I get into the city. The suburbs are fine. Perks of having a Aunt who is manager of the tech department in Wayne industries.
No matter how much money my Aunt could have or which school I go to, nothing could bring her back. I just want my mother back. But I know that that's not possible. Maybe the help of Constantine or maybe some super powers can do the trick. but no. Not possible. She's gone. Her death isn't avenge- god I sound like Shakespeare! Two Face has failed this city along with the other villains of Gotham. With him gone, it's just one less problem without him.
I know his story: Harvey Dent former district attorney until some acid scarred him for life thanks to Falcone. But he was already bad. Medical records said that he had an alternate personality. Big Bad Harv. That's what white boys are classified these days? Crazy? Cook koo?
Whatever. He's killed many. He has to be held accountable. Just like the Joker, he has to die. But nobody knows where the Joker, or Two Face are. After all of Gotham being turned into jokermites, I would believe him dead. Joker never dies. If he's dead, he's ruler of hell now. But that's not about him. Harvel Debt: I need to find him and give him punishment.
I sat down at my workshop as I call my so far. Then again, I could have gotten hacked into already. That hacker Oracle is good and so is Red Robin. Damn. I'm jealous. Hacking into Lexcorp was years ago. Who knew it could take just one laptop. I guess it wasn't a myth after all.
I looked through all of the GCPD's records for Penguin's associates and known henchmen. Penguin might be short and fat, and ugly, and…..a penguin, but he's a smuggler of tech. He has a James Bond type umbrella for fuck's sake. He knows fencing as well meaning that giving him a sword is dangerous. Was part of the Cobblepot family, until Wayne bankrupted them. Lost all their money after that. Mother and father died in a car accident "supposedly". Ever since then, Cobblepot has been a ruler of Gotham for some time now. Ever since that Akham escape last year as a part of that gang war. People died. My mother did. I can't forget that. The only thing I can do is find Two Face and take him down.
"Really? You think you can take down Harvey Dent? You don't know multiple martial arts, throw batarangs, and have a billion dollar car."
" Sounds good enough to me."
" Stop being ignorant."
"Focus."
"We find where Two Face is, then we get help."
" Take a week off. Practice. Resupply."
"Sounds good."
…..
" He's been around for a while now. Been moving silently. Only muggings and small hideouts. Smart." Richard said
"Yeah but he got to the point. Probably searched for small thugs. Climbed the hierarchy until he got to the man he was looking for. Not stopping now. Probably won't see him for a while."
"So we'll follow his tracks. Go back to past scenes and investigate."
"Sounds good Nightwing." Red Hood said.
"You got an attitude or something?" Richard asked
" No."
"Yes you do"
" Shutup Nightwing."
" Is this about the other day?"
" ..Yes it is. I'm tired of Bats criticising me. I lost focus. Underestimated my enemy. Now he's disappeared. "
"Look- Batman is only looking out for you. He cares for you. We don't want another inci-"
" Alright! I told you the past is the past. Stop reminding me that I got beat with a crowbar by a psychopath. I'm tired of using the same tragedy. It's fucking tiresome."
"Language." Richard said.
"You sound just like him. Cold. Next thing you know, you'll be brooding like him."
" I'm so not him."
" But we'll all be sooner or later. Old age getting to him. Must need viagra."
" Wait till He hears this." Nightwing said
Red Hood and Nightwing had a laugh as they grappled away. Next scene had to have results. And it did.
It was at an old abandoned building in Crime Alley. An old, dilapidated apartment compley. Shattered windows, hole in floors, smells of urine beer and blood. Feces and dead rats laid everywhere. I
The robins started from the 1st floor. There last scene had a found element of plastic. Studying their other scenes, none of the "victims" had no relations just thugs. Except one thug. Nick Contrell. An ex rapist and thief. But the element wasn't his according to evaluation. Meaning that their vigilante was here and he left evidence. The plastic found at the scene belonged to a shoe company for tacticals and hunting. Steel toed boots mostly. But anybody in Gotham could have boots like that. But this scene would have to have results.
Nightwing took lead, using his detective vision to identify hairs, and fabrics, along with materials. Nothing so far. As the robins went up the creaking stairs they made it to the 3rd floor, where the scene took place. It was a mess. Glass shatterings,and tumbled furniture.
" Nothing here but blood of our thugs, and hair follicles." Nightwing said.
" Found it." Red Hood said. He knew he was right. The vigilante was getting sloppy. He was becoming more reckless the more closer he was to his goal. Here it was. A piece of a kevlar coat along with hair follicles. Red Hood knelt down to pick it up with his tweezers as Nightwing spitted out a joke.
" Sharp senses Dr. Watson"
" You need comedy tutorials by Kevin Hart"
" More like Robin Williams."
"RIP"
"Jumanji was one of my favorite movies with him in it."
" Are you trying to make me cry Nightwing?"
"No...just want to see if you're not always so cold."
"I'm not Bruce."
"We all will be. Just like you said."
"I rather turn into a tattooed, metal teeted,clown who looks like a meth addict then become Batman."
"Hmmm…. did you find?"
Jason stood up shoving a piece of fabric in Richard's face. Nightwing smiled as he saw the evidence.
"Radical!"
"Stop-you dick head."
"Language Red Hood."
Jason rolled his eyes under his helmet as he tapped his foot waiting for Nightwing's approval. Nightwing grimaced .
" We'll need full analysis at the cave."
"Told you I was right."
"What do you think happened?" Nightwing asked
Jason turned away from him, to gaze off at the scene.
"Well our vigilante was vicious. He knows how to dodge gunshots" Jason said as he pointed towards the right wall. Probably came to the thug to the right wall right here before dodging gunfire. Slammed another thug into the table before disarming a few a smashing another thug's head into the wall" as he pointed to the left wall.
" Window tells me that he interrogated another thug before throwing him out the 3 floor building. Thug survived though. Broken legs but he'll be fine."
"Damn. This guy is serious." Nightwing explained
" I like him. Unlike me, he doesn't get criticized for breaking some criminals bones." Red Hood said
"Anything else?" Nightwing asked
" So far? No other things that the police and we see."
" He uses tasers." Nightwing explained
" Yes because of the two dark spots along the wall which indicated he probably uses a taser. Thanks Nightwing."
"Alright..let's get back."
…
Last night was fun. That douchebag with the mullet got on my nerves. Acquitted of murder, and robbed 6 banks over the past few years. Typical. So beating him to a pulp until he told me where I could find another group of dudes who could know where to find another dude who knows where Two Face is. I hope it wasn't a lie. Probably wasn't. Not when I broke his middle finger and pinky. I mean who the fuck wears a mullet anymore? Seriously, the only time I saw my first mullet was when I met a dude in middle school who listened to HollyWood Undead everyday. Smelled like wet dog and weed. I thought Gotham Academy would be different guess wrong. Well when you take into account a huge crocodile monster being a peeping tom, and watching Batman fight him as a front row seat, it could get better. I mean if I see Aquaman, I'm done.
The thug told me to look for a guy named Fred Kane. He's an arms dealer and amateur drug dealer. Has a small group of friends. Has a blue belt in Karate according to his records. Like strip clubs too. I knew this because I was Watching them right then and there.
Staying on the roofs was a lot better. I was stomach down on the gravel roof scoping out their activities through fifteen dollar binoculars I bought on ebay. I was on top if the roof of an abandoned building, across a strip club. I saw Fred skipping out with a girl in red clothes smoking a blunt before passing it to him. Glad I bought a new mask. A black Oni looks good in the dark.
Fred strolled along down the street a few kilometers away before he and his date took a detour into an alley. I could smell his musty breath and her cheap perfume miles away.
I jumped to the next roof, rolling and taking off towards the other. I ran down the street to the apartment complex before jumping across there and climbing to the other side of the street. I jumped over the alley roof to the small fire escape where I slid down right across and above Fred.
Fred was busy fondling the woman as she moaned loudly. Wow. How disgusting. Hop they bought condoms. Sucks she doesn't know that he burned his wife because she gave him HIV.
I climbed onto the ledge of the fire escape and jumped over landing on the garbage jumped along with his lady as they cussed profanity.
" HOLY SHIT!" he yelled.
" Hi Fred."
"Who the hell are you?!"
I jumped off the garbage bin kneeing him in the face. His lady friend shot off, leaving him alone with me. I grabbed him and slammed him down again before he took a swing at me. I dodged and prayed high amounts of pepper spray in his face.
"AAAAHHH!" he screamed.
In the light of the full moon I could see his full feature. He was White, with a long tattoo along his neck of a dragon, along with a large scar across his cheek. He had dirty blonde hair and tears in his eyes as he rubbed his eyes from the pain.
He started to crawl along the glass scattered ground, as I kicked him square in the nuts.
"AHH!" he screamed
"Won't be having kids now. Oh wait! Of course you won't not with a sexually transmitted disease!"
"Who the FUCK are you bro?!"
"Who am I?" as I walked towards him. I knelt down at him as I pulled out my taser before shocking him.
" AHH!" he screamed as he fell to the concrete.
I pulled him up and pushed him towards the wall slapping him awake.
" Hey. Hey. HEY!"
" WHAT DO WANT MAN?"
" I want to know where to find Two Face?"
" I-I don't know!"
"Do I really have to taser you again? I can do this for hours." I said as I shocked him.
"AHH!"
"Where-"
"AHH!"
"Is "
"AHH"
"Two"
"AHH!"
"FACE."
" ALRIGHT ALRIGHT!" he said as he shaked
" OK then. Now we are getting somewhere."
" I-I-I don't know where he is- but-but- I do know some friends who would know. Rats that hang around the west side. Knows where everybody is in Gotham. But they won't tell for free. They're ran by a dude name Al. They hang around the hole in the walls.! THAT'S ALL I KNOW I SWEAR!"
" Why are you lying?" as I grabbed and broke a finger.
"AHHH! IM TELLING YOU THE TRUTH! ON MY MOTHERS FUCKING LIEF I AM!"
"fine...see you around Fred. You should get home. 121 s ave apt. C3." as I scaled up the fire escape.
…
THe place was a mess. A hell hole for sure. It was a prison. Couldn't see the light of day. Only tunnels and hallways full of thugs and loud music. Prostitutes jumped from couch to couch as slobs stuffed their face with pizza and chicken.
In the center of the place was swarms of thugs and hookers crowded about on couches kissing and smooching on each other. In the center of the abandoned subway, was goodies. A large table full of thugs counting piles of money while others were loading up guns. Filling in cartridges of ammo and cleaning out ak-47's. Thugs loved cocking guns. They feel a sense of power doing it.
" I love guns" a thug said
" I like money better." another thug said
" Yeah but I agree with Ben. Guns get the job done. Solves all of our problems."
"Money is still better."
"Guns get you money. Guns are better than bitches. They get you the money. The money gets you bitches. Guns are everything." Ben said
" How philosophical you are!" a thug said.
" You idiots have no idea."
The thugs looked over and quickly looked away. A man hugging against hookers spoken. He was white, with a white and black sided suit. His most known feature was his scarred face. One side was normal, clean. The other side was something else. It was charred black with his white void for an eye. His jaw Muscles jittered every time he charred side left a void, a darkness there. Half of his skull was revealed showing scarred skin and nothing else but a monster.
"Guns are only the tools we use." he said as he fiddled with a quarter. " We- the ones who won't sit around as pussies and take what we want,- when we want, GET WHAT WE WANT."
He pushes away the girls, then jumped up, walking towards the started flipping his brown hair glistened as he approached the men.
" There was a story… of a boy. He was always getting pushed around. Always letting bullies kick him and spit on him- even letting them pissing on him. They threw rocks at him,and told horrible- but true stories about his mother. His mother was a whore turned housewife and fucked every man in the neighborhood after his father died. He just became a pussy. Letting the bastards bully him around. Then one day…..something happened."
It was a winter day. A saturday exactly. I was alone. Afraid. I saw my mother again last night. She was having sex with another man. I could hear her moans and the banging of the bed as the men grunted. I was in bed then.
I had a black eye and was crying myself to sleep. Bullies- Benjamin, a big white boy with blonde hair and brown eyes, his friends Jacob and Ivan. Jacob was tall, slim and brown haired . He had the darkest eyes you could ever see. Then there was Ivan. He was small, with crooked teeth, and red hair. They chased me down from the park then beaten me to a pulp. I laid there on the ground crying. Then a homeless man- John the ton drunk walked up to me.
" What the hell are you doing on the ground kid?"
"I got beat up." I sniffed.
"come on get up." he stepped backwards.
I pulled myself up and bent down to pick up my red ski hat.I limped then stared at John. He looked down at me with SUCH pity. Then he knelt down at me and stare at me.
" Kid….you got to stand up for yourself. Can't let those fuckers keep pushing you around. Where's your mother anyway?"
Oh John. He resorted to drinking after his wife caught him having sex with my mother. She divorced him. Been a drunk ever since. Now he seems to be in love with my mother.
"I don't…. know how to."
" Really? It's the easiest thing to do. Just punch the shit out of them next time. Beat them to a bloody they won't fuck with you for all your years to come. Matter of fact: kill they asses."
he laughed so hard. he started coughing his last drink. He fell in the snow before throwing up his last drink. He stopped laughing, just so he can look up at me.
"Don't become like me kid. Always letting people pushing you around. Always underestimating me. I could kill everyone in this block. Sneak into their homes. Rape their wives. Kill- suffocate their children. Then stab them to death. They wouldn't know. Take control of your life," he said as he struggling stood up. "Become a god. Fuck that man up there," he said pointing up to the sky.
" Become a god. Do what you want. Become a savior or destroyer. Rip your enemies apart. Or save innocents. Become anything you want. A fucking cop- eat donuts and drink coffee. Heck become a fucking lawyer! Get money and do anything you want! But if that's to hard...get a fucking gun. Guns solve everything. Become a god. They solve so much problems!"
John got up and walked away.
" Remember kid: don't let fuckers push you around. Destroy your enemies."
The next day it was normal. I was bored, so I went out to build a snowman. I prayed to god to not see Ivan, Benjamin, and Jacob. Guess he didn't hear me. Cause the next thing you know, they show up.
"Hey Harvey!" Jacob said as they walked towards me.
" Leave me alone." I pleaded.
Ivan and Benjamin pushed me down and proceeded to kick my snowman to nothing. Ivan picked up a piece of snow and smashing it at my head. I screamed. Tears streamed down my eyes.
" LEave me …"
" Harvey you weak rascal. You're like a kitten. Your mother fucks every man in the neighborhood. I want some of her too HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
They all laughed. Laughing snot and spit as they slammed snowballs at me. I rolled away getting the potential to stand. I ran back inside and locked the door, as they kicked and banged on the door. I stayed there pressing against the door for awhile. So did they. They started whispering through the doorway.
"Harvey's mom is a whore! "
"Harvey…"
"Harvey"
"Harvey"
"Harvey."
"Harvey."
"Harvey"
I finally had enough so I ran upstairs to my mom's room. She was busy splashing on makeup and lipstick. when I walked in.
" Oh Harvey! What's wrong?"
" Nothing.."
"It's them again isn't it?"
She walked towards me and sat next to me on the bed. She had such HATE FOR ME in her eyes. She grabbed my face and pulled it towards her.
"Listen here you little shit. Stop being a pussy." she dug her hands deep in my cheeks then pushed me out of her room. I fell to the floor. I cried. I stayed there for a while. I was… different… I was ashamed...I was angry for once. ..then i turned cold. It was like I was in another body.
I hear my mother hop in the shower. I snuck in the bedroom as she was in the shower. I knelt down by the bed and pulled out the bottom drawer. I pulled out a large, slick gun. A magnum exact. I check the ammo. Six bullets.
I trekked downstairs then outside and closed the door behind me. The three bastards turned around from the porch and stared at me with smirks on their faces.
"Harvey. What you want some more?"
I rose the gun and pulled the trigger. Benjamin brains splattered on the snow. Jacob, and Ivan screamed. I pulled the trigger and Ivan dropped. The small bastard had a dumb look on his fucking face. Jacob stared at me with tears in his eyes.
" Harvey…. please… I'm sorry.. don't hurt me….I won't bully you again- I swear-"
I Shot him in the knee. I walked up to him. He screamed at me in terror. I started kicking him in the gut. Again. And again. And again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Again. Over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over. He started vomiting in the snow, blood raining from his nose. I knelt down at him and whispered in his ear.
" I am death. I am the horrible truth. Do you know what the moral of the story is?"
The thugs looked at each other before one answered.
" Don't get bullied." he laughed.
Two face. rolled his eyes before pulling out his gun and blasting the thug in the head. The thug thudded to the floor as his remaining friends jumped. The room was quiet now. Only the cho of the gunshot and the seizure of the dead thug was left. Blood, and brain matter puddled around the table, as Two Face looked towards the group. He spinned around staring at everyone.
" What is the moral of the story?"
It was all quiet until a woman spoke up. She was tall, with large scars among her face. She stared at Two Face, as she walked towards him.
"That life is a beautiful lie. And that Death is the horrible truth. Life is only for suffering and and death is for being reborn. To be new. To be a god."
Two Face stared at her for a moment. He never had such interest in his life. He rubbed her face.
"And the scars we have tell what we went through. What made us stronger. That the real world is what we make."
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