The Night of The Circus
Gotham, one of the most crime infested cities in the world. The worst of the worst villains come out to play, only to be crippled and put in jail by a guy named Batman. So what's one more criminal running amuck in the streets of Gotham?
It was late one rainy and dreary evening in Gotham with the sun just setting and the night rolling in a suspicious train pulled into the old, long and since forgotten Gotham station left behind in the more underdeveloped section of Gotham. The cars on said train were filled with many strange items like, circus freaks, animals, and of course it's ringmaster. Suddenly the door to the front car opened up and a man in a black and grey Japanese male kimono stepped out holding up a large, and black push button umbrella out in front of him. After, with the umbrella ready, a woman in a white swallow-tailed suit and matching white top hat with a cane stepped out.
"Delmar, pleaze do make sure mien belongings are cared for zis time." She spoke with a whispering like softness and a heavy German accent looking him dead serious in the eye with the flickering street light giving the gem on her hat a good gleam.
"Yes m'lady." He replied back following her down the small train car ramp holding the umbrella over her head keeping her dry.
"Gentlemen ve haf arrived in ze city called Gotham. Let us begin ze preparations, I vant to see zese tents up by ze light of ze dawn. Ze circus has come to town, und Gotham better be prepared." She barked as men and woman circus workers unloaded some train cars. With the tent's construction under way the woman looked up at the sky revealing the devious smirk on her face. Something new has come to Gotham City, what was it? It was simply Circa del Gotica.