Probably the longest first chapter I've ever written. The Dark Knight inspired me to completely recreate the Batman series, and this is the first installment in which Batman faces off with the Joker. Darker then even the Begins and Dark Knight. Everything that doesn't make sense in this chapter will be explained in the next chapter or two.
Batman
Chapter 1
A man stood up, pulling a cloth mask with long, stuffed, pointed bat ears at the top over the top of his head, showing only his chin to right under his nose. He looked around, making sure no one saw him as he pulled out a small, metal oval with a razor sharp edge. He examined it, then stuck it back into a small section of the black utility belt wrapped around his waist. Then, he unstrapped a small gun from his leg and aimed it up at the nearby ledge of a roof, and shot it. The gun launched a small hook with a tight rope at the end connected to the gun. The hook caught the ledge and dug in, which then the man, wearing a light gray suit with a black bat stitched across the chest, black leather boots, and a long flowing black cape, began to climb up the wall connected to the ledge he had caught with his hook.
Suddenly, his belt started to vibrate, and, still hanging halfway up the wall, he pulled out a small device that showed an older man with a very calm look on his face. The man on the wall talked first. "What is it Alfred?" Alfred, sighed and looked calmly at him and spoke with an accent. "Master Wayne, it appears there has been a break in down the road, and a criminal is holding a woman hostage above a giant container of toxic waste."
"How come the police aren't handling it?" Wayne asked calmly, climbing higher up the roof, strapping the gun back to his leg. Alfred sighed again. "Well, it appears he has armed men at the door." Wayne smirked, and jumped on to the top of the now scaled building. "Where is this happening?" Alfred responded, "Three streets behind you, on Webber." Wayne looked around from his position and noticed a a thirty foot tall building with a lot of noise and commotion coming from nearby.
He nodded and said, "Bye Alfred." Alfred smiled slightly and said back, "Bye, 'Batman'." Batman smiled a little as he shut off the device, put it back in it's pocket, then jumped to another roof, making his way to the building where the problem was taking place. As Batman drew closer, he noticed around eight police cars, somewhere around fifteen cops ducking behind the cars, and a large crowd of people behind them. Batman jumped, throwing his cape out around him and gliding slightly straight to the roof of the building. A few people below noticed him, and whispered to a few people around them that this was the Batman coming to save the woman from the man holding her hostage. A fat man in the center of the crowd asked, "Who the hell is Batman?"
Batman landed on the roof, rolling across and finally stopping on a large glass roof that was directly over the center of the building, in between the man holding the hostage, and the three armed men at the door. Batman smirked, and punched straight through the glass ceiling, watching as glass rained down on the floor. All three of the armed men rushed into the center of the room where Batman then quickly dove in, gliding down and knocking two of the men out cold. Bullets started flying around him, so Batman dove backwards, grabbing the hook gun off of his leg and shooting it right at the gun the third thug was holding, whipping it out of his hands. Batman then rushed forward and punched him in the face, sending him to the ground and knocking him unconscious.
Slow evil laughing drew Batman's attention to the man holding the hostage. He looked up. The hostage was a woman with short brown hair, while the man holding her was wearing all black, and held a knife to her throat. Batman barely recognized the face of the man , briefly bringing back painful memories. Briefly. He watched the man, and drew out one of the razor ovals from his belt. The man began to talk.
"Well Batman! It looks like I owe Leroy there five bucks! I thought you wouldn't show!" Batman stared at the other man, eyes locked on him. The man reached into the pocket of his black pants. Batman quickly tossed his oval straight at the man, who whipped out a revolver and shot the oval away, then shot two bullets straight into Batman's chest. He yelled out and dropped to the ground. The other man laughed. Batman stood, and drew another one. The other man laughed slightly. He aimed the gun at Batman's head. "Ah, I see. You have some kind of protection in your suit. But your head is perfectly normal...A bullet could put you down for the count..." He slowly began to push back the trigger when the woman he was holding hostage brought her foot back and nailed him in the crotch. The man grabbed his balls and lowered his gun while still holding tight to the woman.
He cut her shoulder with his knife, causing her to yelp out in pain. He laughed in pain. Batman quickly looked at his surroundings.
The man was standing on a large catwalk suspended over a large container of toxic waste. He looked at the walls, and realized it was a perfect square room he was in. He did some quick mental math in his head, and threw the oval blade right past the other man, watching in satisfaction as it missed and began to bounce around the room. The other man laughed again. "You have bad aim, Batman!" He raised the gun at the costumed man. Batman smirked. "No I don't." The oval blade came crashing back and stabbed the other man right in the center of his chest, causing him to accidentally push the woman over, propelling her straight off of the catwalk and over the container of waste, sending her flying towards the floor. Batman ran and caught her as the other man fell backwards, right into the tank of toxic waste.
Batman walked quickly to the front doors, and kicked them open. The police all stood, guns pointed at the man. He shook his head, and walked back into the building, bringing out all three of the now unconscious thugs. The police were stunned, and the crowd around them cheered. One cop, an older one then the others, approached him. Batman looked at him. "The one with the hostage fell into the acid. You might want to fish him out." The cop looked at him, and patted his shoulder. "Well done." Batman stared at him without emotion and then pulled out his hook gun, shooting straight up and climbing to the roof of the building. Batman then ran and jumped, rolling as he hit the roof of another building, and dashing away while the crowd below wondered who the mystery Batman was.