AN: Heyo peeps. For the past couple of days, I have had a revitalized interest in past cartoons. You know, the cartoons from our childhood?

Two in particular. The Batman and Jackie Chan Adventures. Oh ho hoooooo… the memories I've gained. So many fond moments. So, my mind got to thinking. Why not do both in a story? It would be awesome…! Right…? Right?

Well. Let's just take the plunge, k? I'm rating this as teen to be safe. You'll get guns and stuff. Similar to the original animated series of Batman. You'll see a few similarities to the older Batman series. There will be mentions and inclusions of other heroes (universe not strictly held to), but it will be mostly our favorite caped crusader and his sidekicks of the 'The Batman' series. I always liked that one. So it's The Batman with elements of the original animated series mixed in. We're gonna get into it pretty quickly though. So be prepared for a fast ride. First chapters are not really my forte. It also kinda helps this story take a lighter tone in comparison to my others. This story will also be shorter in terms of words per chapter in comparison to others, mostly because it's to follow on the less violent, more kid friendly aspects of a fiction.

(Note: My Jackie Chan presentations here will be a bit rusty. Explaining the rushed start. It's been years since I've seen the cartoon. Then again, the first chapter is always the hardest. But I still remember the essentials of our favorite Uncle. 'One more thing!')

And yes; GitG is still in session. K let's go.

Antique shop in San Francisco.

"JACKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!"

The sound of an elderly Chinese man's yell could be heard from one end of the city to the other. Emanating from a small Chinese antique shop, it was a wonder that the priceless objects were not destroyed.

A younger man in a blue shirt and brown pants came down, groaning as he went to the glasses clad old man. "Yes, Uncle?" He asked. Immediately as he hit the floor when he came downstairs, the old man delivered his all-too familiar two-fingered strike upon the younger man's head. "OW!"

"Jackie! You forgot to make coffee again! Do you not remember last time you forgot to make coffee for Uncle?! Need Uncle remind you that it is coffee that-"

"Keeps your ancient heart beating? I know. And no, I do not want dead Uncle. I will make some coffee." Jackie replied in an annoyed voice. Another strike. "OW!"

"Do not back sass Uncle!"

Now some of you may be wondering, what is going on here? Well, here's the situation. This shop is home to Jackie Chan, a talented archaeologist and skilled martial artist who lived here in this shop with his Uncle, referred to by everyone as Uncle. He spent a quiet life exploring ruins and tombs. Then one day changed everything. He was recruited by an old friend of his into an agency called Section 13, by the name of Captain Black. It turned out that they were going against a group called the Dark Hand to keep them from collecting twelve talismans of the Chinese zodiac to free an ancient dragon demon known as Shendu.

It was quite the event. Countless battles and close encounters. Demons, spirits known as Shadowkhan, other assortments of villains. The list went on and on.

Now they were dealing with a wizard named Daolon Wong who is bent on capturing the talismans to bring darkness to the world.

However in recent days, it has been quiet with little activity from the wizard, so Uncle has been very anxious to try and figure out what is going on. And yelling at people while he's at it. "Tohru!" He yelled. The person in question is a large Japanese man. Former Dark Hand, now student of Uncle in the Chi arts, came in the room holding a glowing dried pufferfish. "Tohru, is the spell finished yet? We must figure out what Daolon is up to! He is being unuuuusually quiet right now!"

"Almost Sensei." Came Tohru's reply. "A few more minutes and I will be finished."

"That's what you tell Uncle 5 minutes ago! And the last 5 minutes before that!" Uncle cried.

"You keep calling me, and you always say to start over if interrupted during a spell like this." Tohru replied.

"Aiyah! Fine fine! Go and finish. Jackie! One more thing." Jackie was listening as Uncle spoke to him now. "University called. Lessons cancelled due to idiot student causing accident in laboratory." Jackie nodded and began to leave.

"One more thing. Captain Black called too. Wants to meet up with yo P." Jackie nodded and began to leave again.

"One more thing. I cannot open this rectangle box." Uncle said holding a thin, rectangular box.

"Uncle. That's my iPhone." Jackie said as if it was obvious to anyone.

"If this is phone then where are the buttons?" Uncle asked, showing his lack of understanding of modern technology.

"It's a touch screen. You operate it by touching the screen." Jackie explained.

"Why does the phone have screen?! Phones are used to talk, not watch the latest episode of Friends! Where is the speaker? You young people and your magic waffle irons these days!" Uncle cried as he began to exit the room. "I shall help Tohru. Make sure Jade is still here."

"But she's-" Uncle left already. "Right here." Jackie finished.

"Is it just me, or does Uncle seem more cranky than usual?" Jade, Jackie's young nephew asked.

"It's just you. He's always this cranky." Jackie answered.

"Uncle HEARD that!"

"He is right about one thing. It has been quiet. It is unsettling to not hear about anything related to Daolon in such a time span. So for once, Uncle is justified in his attitude. For once." Jackie added. "Jade. What's in your hand?"

"Nothing." The girl said, rather quickly.

"Jade." Jackie said accusingly.

"Nothing, I swear." Jade said. Again, quickly. Jackie just changed his face to an 'ok' tone. Slowly, he just nonchalantly walked near to the behind of Jade, who was now hoping he'd leave. Then, he quickly made a snatch to her hands and grabbed whatever she was holding. "HEY!" She cried.

And there it was in the palm of his hand. The Rabbit Talisman. Whoever used this talisman could run at super speed. "Jade! How many times do I have to tell you not to steal the talismans from the containment center?!" This certainly wasn't the first time. She has taken them when there was a dire need. But more often than that, she did so for her own amusement.

"Aw come mon Jackinator. How many times do I do this?"

"Too many!"

"And how many times has it resulted in the bad guys getting a talisman?"

"Did you really just ask me that, Jade?"

"But-"

"No 'buts!' I'm going to put this back where it belongs!" Jackie began to leave. Now was as good a day as any to meet up with Captain Black. This had to be the twelfth time she took a talisman from the containment chamber.

It was a simple walk to the phone booth where one could reach the headquarters. And as usual, it was quiet. Jackie made his way to the chamber where the talismans were kept, looking to get this little episode of Jade taking another talisman out of the way. A step into the area, and he approached the vault the talismans were kept, a keypad here, and the door began opening. "I swear, Jade is always up to mischief." Jackie said as the door slowly swung outward. "One of these days she's going to get into so much trouble, she'll WISH she never disobeyed me. Raiding the talisman vault is seriously dangerous. Next thing you know, she's going to be the reason that- ALL OF THE TALISMANS ARE GONE!"

Jackie's cry echoed throughout the large room. The vault that held the talismans was empty. Empty as in the slots holding the talismans were bare. Nothing in them. But how?! It's not like Jade who is harmless... moslty. How did this happen?!

Before he knew it, Jackie was runnin out and to find Captain Black to tell him the news. Uncle is not going to be pleased with this.

…

"AIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

*SMACK!*

"OW!"

Captain Black was hit in the head for the third time today. The other two for first, apparently 'pranking' Uncle. The second for dragging him out here. "You call yourself a governmental agency leader?! You can't even protect talismans from little girl!"

"Uncle please. Calm down." Jackie said.

"Calm down? Calm down?! We are missing entire collection of talismans save for the rabbit! For all we know, Daolon could have them in his evil claws by now! And the world is doomed!"

"Not without the last one." Jade said.

"That is beside Uncle's point!"

The containment chamber was open. The talismans gone. As if someone just waltzed right in and took them. No clues, no signs of forced entry. Nothing. There was nothing on the security cameras. Everywhere else was good 24/7. Outside the room that is. No attacks. Nothing.

"Take that back. Nooooo way this was Daolon! The Chi spell was renewed yesterday when Tohru came down. Someone else came and took them!" Uncle said as he used his dried salamander to find any traces.

"But… if it wasn't him. Then who was it?" Black asked. "We checked the camera feeds. We had guards around. The spell was in place. It just doesn't make sense. How could someone have just came in and-"

"Captain Black! I have bad news!" An agent yelled as he ran in. " You know how you asked us to review the camera footage? There's a problem with it. It was looped!"

"Looped? Oh no."

"And that missing truck from earlier? We found it. The tracking beacon is up and running! It's heading to the airport. Unauthorized!" The agent added.

"Well unless anyone has a better suggestion, I say we drop everything and get there. No more wasting time! Get as many men as you can to the airport! Follow me!"

…

At the airport. Things were carrying on.

Unless you were looking in one particular hangar. One of the 'currently not in use' ones. Which was currently in use. Shady suit guys with tommy guns around the area. Others putting crates on a medium sized cargo plane. The choice of weaponry and attire was pretty strange considering nowadays, people would use something like an AK-47 or an M-16 with a military outfit rather than old drum guns and tuxedos. Then again, it's unexpected and tommies are iconic and dangerous. Plus the suits add to the whole mafia persona.

"Ey! Hurry it up! The boss wants these things on the plane yesterday!" A head guy yelled.

"Movin as fast as we can boss!" Answered a subordinate.

"The heck's in these things anyway? I heard we were stealin a bunch a amulet things." Said a second.

"WHAT? Why would the boss have us steal a bunch of cut rocks all the way here in San Francisco? There's plenty back home!" Another mobster said.

"These must be some big ones."

"Speaking of that, where's the guy who loaded this stuff on the truck? He just disappeared!"

"His job is done. He's on his way home, it's our job to finish this."

"The heck's goin on in the boss's mind. We let the guy off? What if he played us and we go home to find out there's nothing valuable in these crates?"

"Hey! It ain't our place to question orders. The boss wants a bunch of amulets, he gets a bunch of amulets. Sides, we're getting paid millions to get this done. HEY! GREGORY! See anything?"

"Nope. It's all good." Answered the watchman.

"Good. Keep goin! We're almost home free!" The loading continued on as the boxes got loaded. It was going well for the past hour, and it was almost finished. Just a few more and all was good. The sound of squealing tires reached their ears, but they wrote it off as a crazy driver. San Francisco could be full of idiots.

At least until the door experienced a sudden break in as two heavily armored vans rammed into the hangar. "AH JEEZ! It's the fuzz! Who tipped em off?!"

"Nobody boss! Everyone's accounted for!"

"Ah forget it. Get these clowns!" Soon came the sound of tommy fire as the vans closed in. Mobsters made for the plane as others covered them. The vans opened, letting out Section 13 agents. Without warning, a box was tossed from their side and hit a group of mobsters. Immediately after, Tohru came rushing into the now dazed and confused criminals. The effect was similar to that of a bowling ball and pins. Nearby, Jackie was taking down other mobsters, who elected to go in with crowbars and pipes.

"Stay still speedy!"

He gave a swing at Jackie, only to have him jump, land on his shoulders, and jump again as another pipe came down upon the first man. Jackie landed on another with a kick to the face. then dodged a downwards blow from a crowbar.

"Aiyah! Uncle can't believe you let Italian gang people break into your base!" Uncle shouted as he started dancing to avoid the peppering gunfire. It shortly died down, leading to the members rushing the old man.

"Shoulda stayed in your retirement home old man!"

"Hatcha! You want a piece of Uncle? Well when Uncle is done with you, you will need to stay in hospital bed for two whole months!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, let's show this geezer how we do things!" The first man rushed him, and swing his fist. Uncle dodged this with a simple side movement, then double eye-poked him "AAAAH! NOT THE FACE!"

"Respect your elders!"

"My grandpops was a man of honor, you's just a garlic-scented geezer!"

Another eye-poke. "AAAAAH! Dangit!"

"You should get glasses!"

"You should get a cast!" Again.

"AAAAAH! What are you goons doin just sittin there?! HELP ME!" After being woken from their trance of seein their boss poked, the Mafiosos began running at Uncle, fists and pipes at the ready. He simply stood, waiting for something. The first came at him, and he jabbed him in the arm, in a pressure point. Sending him down after a quick kick. Another hit came at him, only to be blocked with the hand, and returned with a quick burst of punches to the gut. The guy fell.

Two more came at the sides, and Uncle just stepped back. They crashed into one another. Nuff said.

The last one was just standing there. Shocked at what he just saw. "You want a piece of Uncle? No? Then give back the talismans!" The Mafioso dropped his weapon and ran to the plane. "AIE! Uncle did not say you could run!"

Jackie continued by tossing a thug onto another. Now there were only a few left standing, those not down were on the plane. "AH! LET'S GO LET'S GO!" Cried the head mobster. The losses were cut and they began to move the plane to the runway, the lead man firing his tommy as they left. But this did little to stop Jackie, even though he was stuttering rapidly as he ran after the plane. The plane made it to the runway and was beginning to take off, four other with it. Jackie climbed on and made way to the door, only for the mafia man to poke his head out. "Sorry pal. No stowaways." The man gave a cocky grin as he flashed his tommy, and opened fire. Jackie tried hiding behind the tail fin, but lost his grip and fell off, he grabbed onto one of the rear fins one last time, but was again shot at, resulting in him falling off again. Jackie grunted as he rolled to a stop after having to let go, and soon could only watch as the plane flew off. The others in tow.

"Oh bad day…" Was what Jackie said.

…

"Well… that's just great." Black said.

They searched all over the place in the remaining boxes. Just gold or whatnot, no talismans. "This is most humiliating! Being beaten by criminals who have less faith in magic than Captain Black." Cried Uncle.

"It just doesn't make any sense though." Jackie said. Drawing attention. "I mean, sure, most mafia members are out for power, I mean the Dark Hand is an example. But how did they get in? I'm sure their connections don't go this far."

"You're right. They don't. Section 13 members are recruited for more than their skill and position. It's also a matter of loyalty. No way a mafia member could get this far. We're talking stone hard infiltration. They must've had friends in high places to do that though. You need papers, ID, the likes." Captain Black said.

"Perhaps there are clues as to who these gentlemen are?" Uncle asked, looking underneath some of the rubble from the fight. "Maybe even lucky stroke to find talisman?"

"I think we should ask these fellows." Jackie said, referring to the captured mobsters. Captain Black began the questioning, while Uncle was ready to put some screws in.

"I ain't talkin government boy. We'll be outta this fore ya know it."

"Maybe. But how about you make it easy and at least tell us who you work for…? Or perhaps you'd like to talk to Uncle." Captain Black replied, gesturing to the old man, who gave a hawk eye look to the men.

"Uh… nonono I'll uh… well it's like this. We're hired help, see? Guy calls in a favor with our don, pays him, and we get sent here with some spooky sneak who brings us the dough. We ship it up and send it back. Back to where though?" The man began to smirk. "Well, those four planes? They's headin to four different cities, so I could tell you which cities they're goin to, but it'd be a big gamble."

"AIYA! You mafia men all the same! Fight dirty!" Uncle cried, two-finger smacking the guy.

Now they were at a dead end. "So… four planes, four cities. Any one of them could be the location." Captain Black said. "We need hints. Clues."

"Ok… they're mafia men. So that means we're talking a city likely at the east coast." Jackie said.

"And they sport the usual suits… but they also have tommy guns." Said Black, holding one in his hands. Very similar to the type that made the 20s roar. "No one uses tommies anymore. Nodbody we know. They said omeone hired them… but who. And why?"

"I think I found something… it's out of the ordinary." Tohru had come over, the dried pufferfish he carried dimly glowing green. "Definitely no spirits, Sensei. But I did find this." He produced a pyramid shaped object, with indentations suggesting they could be rearranged, like some kind of Rubix Cube- well, pyramid. "It was sitting over by the door. In the open, sitting nice and neat. Like someone wanted us to find it."

"Ooh. This reminds Uncle of that fancy puzzle from back in his boyhood days." Uncle exclaimed.

"Was it like this?" Jackie asked.

"No. In fact, Uncle cannot remember. It is tragic memory. Uncle lost every time. But…" The old man took the pyramid and gave it a few hard looks. Just tossing it from side to side in his hands as if just toying with it. Then looking again. "Uncle remembers. I hate puzzles." Then with a clean swipe of the hand, he gave the pyramid a tap of the hand, and broke it.

"Uncle! Why did you do that?!" Jackie cried.

"Uncle has no patience for children toys. Must get back to work! Toys will not help us find the city we need!"

"Hold on. Look. There's a slip of paper among the pieces." Black called. It was true. There was indeed a piece of paper in the pieces. Jackie grabbed it and unwrapped the folded paper. It was a letter, handwritten. But instead of the ransom expectation, taunt, or warning. It had something that absolutely boggled Jackie's mind.

1635 saw my birth. Through occupation and revolution I have endured.

I am new and old at the same time.

I am a place where goats reside.

I am where a myth was born.

What am I?

"I am a place where goats reside? New and old at the same time?" Jackie echoed.

"What kind of warning is that?" Black asked, absolutely flabbergasted.

"It is not warning. It is riddle!" Uncle said.

"But, if it's a riddle… wait. Ok… if that was left by these guys then why? If they did it, they intentionally left a clue behind. But why?" Black pondered.

"The only way to know is to decode the riddle. Think everyone. 1635… new and old…" Jackie said. Riddles and their seemingly pointless relevance.

"Wait…" Tohru began. "New, and old… goats… I think. Back in my Dark Hand days, we would sometimes leave San Francisco and go across the country to other cities. I recall one on the east coast whose history I remember learning about. Gotham City. We only went there once or twice. Very old fashioned. Yes! That has to be the city the riddle is leading to!"

"Never heard of it." Said Uncle.

"It was founded in 1635. It was occupied by the British and saw action in the Revolution. Its architecture and lifestyle is a blend of new and old. You have new radios, tvs, cars, all that. But other things, such as lifestyles are old. Just ask the mobsters. And goat. The word Gotham is often synonymous to a place where goats, or fools, live." Tohru explained.

"Lucky you know about it. But who in Gotham would want the talismans? And why would they leave a clue behind?" Jackie asked.

"I don't know. But we'll never find out sitting here. There's a Section 8 near the city. We can send you there for now. Once you're all comfortable there, we can figure out our next move." Captain Black said.

"Hey. Tohru." Jackie said as everyone was gathering to leave. "The riddle mentioned a myth, but you didn't touch on that part. Any idea what it's about?"

"Yes. I do know. And it's no myth." Tohru said, shuddering slightly. "You know how I mentioned the work I've done there? Let's just say you weren't the only obstacle the Dark Hand has ever faced. Just the one that persisted everywhere else. But for that, I'm grateful. What we faced in Gotham..." Tohru shuddered more after a brief silence. "It gave me nightmares… have you ever heard of the Batman?"

"The Batman? On the news, but that's it. Isn't he just a bedtime story?" Jackie asked.

"No. He's real. And dangerous. He's hurt our operations there so badly that Valmont called off everything there. I didn't blame him. This guy, if he's human, I'd be surprised. He's like a shadowkhan. The worst kind you'd ever face in existence."

"So. You think this 'Batman' would help?" Jackie asked.

"Hmm. Hard to say. If anything he would monitor us. Especially if he sees me… if I go, I should carefully tread. In fact, I wouldn't blame you if I had to stay here. He is no one you want to trifle with." Tohru warned before walking off.

AN: I'm ending it here peeps. Next chap will be better. In the meantime GitG is in the process of being updated while I begin a focus on other stories. Including this one. Not much else to say really, so… pudding. Yeah.