Gotham City-The Streets

Night has fallen over the dark and mysterious city. The sidewalks are only lit by the street lights and the dim light the moon is giving off. A young woman is walking down the streets all alone. She has a look of fear in her eye as if she knows it isn't safe. She clenches her leather jacket around her as if she's thinking it will protect her. Then she hears a light foot steps behind. She brushes her long dark hair behind her ear to look over her shoulder. There is a shadowed figure walking on a few feet behind her. He is wearing a fedora that covers his face from her sight. But she is more concerned he will pull a gun from his deep trench coat pockets. But as the man removes his hat to get rid of his itch it only appears to be a elderly gentleman. She lets out a sigh of relief. She then feels a vibration that is coming from her phone. Her hand dives into her purse to find her phone. The elderly gentleman passes by and gives her a friendly headnod. Her rosy lips give a friendly grin in return. She finally finds her device and looks to see who is calling her.

But all of a sudden a hand covers her mouth and forcefully pulls her into a alley. Her phone shatters when it impacts the ground. A pair a long skinny fingers pushes her against the side of the wall. She tries to get free of the offender's grasp but they are too strong for her. Finally they move closer to reveal the burlap sack they are wearing as a mask. His hazel eyes are shown to be extremely irritated. He breathes heavily as he leans in closer. The woman continues to muffle and tears fall rapidly from her eyes. He the violently stabs her in the neck with a syringe. It is filled with a yellow substance that he quickly injects into her. He then releases her from his grip and slowly backs away. She only makes it a step or two before falling to the ground. Her body starts to cringe. The veins from her body look as if the are going to pop. Her eyes dilate and begin to turn beat red. She mouth quivers as if she is trying to call out for help or even…

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

20 minutes later

The police have arrived at the scene of crime. There is a mixture of flashing lights between police car lights and forensics taking photos. Another police car pulls up and a older looking gentleman. He pushes his glass up as he is getting out of the car. He walks over and gives a larger gruff looking man a pat on the back. "What have we got on our hands now, Harv?" he asks. Harvey decides to take one more puff of his cigar before answering. "It looks like she overdosed gone bad. But what druggie do you know that injects themselves in their neck? Commish this looks like others O.D.s this week." The commissioner walks a little closer to get a better look at the girl. He gets uneasy staring at her vacant eyes. "Commissioner?" He is startled and quickly and looks over. A latina woman is standing right behind him with a questioning look on her face. "You ok Jim?" He fixes his glasses again and calms down. "Yeah I'm alright Renee." he says with confidence. "Are you sure? You can call home real quick and talk to the kids really…" "I said I'm fine. I've seen much worse." he interrupts. "Ok." she says unconvinced "I just talked to the witness who heard her scream. He said she looked a bit scared whenever he walked past. Said she stopped to get her phone then a few minutes later heard her scream and found her almost dead." Jim then gains a questionable look on his face. "Almost?" "Yeah. He said she was mumbling about something before she died." she said looking through her notes "Said something about drowning in the ocean."

"All I needed to hear." A sly feminine voice says. Jim and Renee quickly look around to quickly catch a girl with strawberry blonde her quickly shuffling away. Jim goes after the woman quickly grabbing by the shoulder turning her around. "Vicki Vale. How the hell did you get past the police line?" Jim snaps at the woman. Vicki get a devilish grin on her face "Come on Commissioner you should know me by now. I always find a way in." "Alright it's time for you to leave now." He says as he is dragging her away from the crime scene "You can get your story like the rest whenever we release our details." "But your details mask the truth. If there's a crazy sociopath running around the city the people deserve to know to lock their doors at night." She says trying to keep up with the commissioner's rapid pace. "It's Gotham Ms. Vale. They should know to lock their doors every night." He says as he brings her to the police line "Now I'm going to need that recorder you've got Ms. Vale." Jim places out his hand for her to place her device there. "What are you talking about Commissioner?" She says crossing her arms. He then give her a deadly stare as if he would rip it from her if she didn't give it to him. "Fine!" She pouts reaching into her pocket and throws the recorder at Jim. He catches it with one hand and watches stomp off with her heels clamping onto the pavement. Harvey walks up next to Jim still smoking his cigar. "That is one crazy dame."

Vicki continues to walk down the street. She looks bat to see if she is far enough away from the police. Then she quickly sneaks into an alley. She lifts up her silk scarf to reveal a swan broach. She unpins it and flips it to remove a small device from the back. "That was quite the performance Vicki." Says a deep voice from the shadows. "I used to do theater when I was little." she says as she throws the device towards the man in the shadows "Everything you need and a little extra is on there." "Thank you. I'll make sure you get this back." He says catching it. She turns away and starts playing with her hair. "You know i like this on and off arraignment we've got going on. Maybe some you can..." She turns around and he is no longer there. "Well hot damn."

Then man from the shadows lands on the roof of a building. He reaches into a yellow pouch from his belt and grabs a grappling gun. He points it toward a building across the street. Then he is launched from the roof into the air with his black cap flowing in the air. The people below look up in awe. A teenager looks up and his jaw drops open in excitement. "Mom look it's Batman! Mom are you?" "Yes Dick I see him now come along Mr. Haley is waiting for us." The raven haired woman says as she hurries her son along. Renee walks up next to Harvey and Jim as they look up at Batman. "Hey look Jim your buddy's back." Jim grins a little bit. "It's just another night in Gotham." Batman lands on a roof and jumps one more. He then jumps down an alley way. His cape acts as a parachute as he glides down. His black boot land on the ground in front of a jet black armoured car. The top opens up and Batman jumps right in. The roof the closes and the car quickly speeds down the street. From the roof tops above a masked woman kneeling down leans over the edge staring at the car. She fixes the fake cat ears on her head. "Meow. Look who finally shows back up."

The car drives over a bridge a down some back roads. He finally gets to a waterfall. He drives through to be a the side of a cliff but the it starts to open. He drives down a tunnel leading to a large open space full of a large computer, a small training area, and a section for the armoury. He parks the car on the platform and get out of the car. Batman removes his cowl revealing dark slicked back hair and piercing blue eyes. He walks over to the large computer and plugs in a small black SD card and the small device Vicki gave him. He sits down and watches pictures of the crime flood the screen. All of a sudden a silver platter with little biscuits lowers down to him. "Thank you Alfred." he says as he takes one. "It's what I live to do Master Bruce." he says in moniton voice "Catching up on lost time?" Bruce sifts through the photos of about two different murders that are identical to the young woman. "Elizabeth Shaw, Daniel Adams, and most recently Lily Williams. All we injected with some type of serum that killed them within a few minutes." he says as he is bringing as he is bringing their files up on his computer. "They all have clean records. None have a history with drugs." Alfred leans in closer to the monitor. "Well is there any connection with something that Mrs. Williams said?" Bruce brings up the crime scene files for Elizabeth Shaw and Daniel Adams. "I'm checking that out right now." He says as he is enlarging the screen. "Elizabeth was talking about falling and Daniel was talking about being attacked by snakes. Elizabeth freaked out on a flight to Central City and when Daniel had a bad run in with a snake when he was ten. And then when Lily had a bad incident at a pool when she was eight." Alfred gets a look of confusion on his face. "So the connection is phobia?" He says with confusion. "I guess so." Bruce says "They we are seeing a psychologist. Dr. Jonathan Crane." "But Master Bruce the report says that they had already checked out Dr Crane and they had found nothing on him." Alfred says. "Well the police may have cleared him but Batman hasn't." Bruce says as he gets up and starts to walk away from the computer and toward an elevator. "So what's your next plan of action Master Bruce?" Alfred says following Bruce. The elevator automatically open and both of them step in. "Alfred make a call for me. I think I need therapy."

Unknown Location-

In a dark room the lighting is dim and flickering on and off. The attacker from before is sitting a wooden table. He is violently writing down in a wrinkly notebook. The table is full of empty syringes and little yellow tubes. "Yes yes yes yes!" he is telling himself. He then jumps up knocking the chair over and dances around. Then he quickly walks over to another part of the room with a ripped curtain. He opens it revealing a man tied up to a old hospital bed. The man is trying to get up and his terrified look follows the man around the room. The man brings over a large oxygen tank with an oxygen mask to it. "Now Mr Davis at first I wasn't sure if this would work or not but now I'm positive it works better as a gas!" he says as he is un-gaging the man and puts the oxygen mask on him. "Please stop! I can give you money! Anything! Just let me go!" Screams the man. "Ssshhh Mr Davis it'll be alright. Dr. Scarecrow is going to fix you now." He twists the nop and gas starts to follow and all the man lets out is….

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"