I do not own "Arkham Knight"
"Moving On"
Rain. It seems to never end and pours on to the streets of Gotham like tears since the events that transpired but city life continues on.
The seasons haven't been kind for Gotham. It has been a week since "that day" and the circumstances of the city return to normal. But the changes that happened throughout city has forever altered the course of Gotham's history.
. . . . . .
"How was your first museum trip son?" asked the father as he, along with his wife, heads home for the night after an enjoyable and wonderful experience at the new Gotham Science Museum.
"It was fun! I hope we can bring my sister next time, I can show her all the cool stuff that was there! The dinosaur skeletons, the cool airplanes and everything!" said the son.
"Next time sweetie, I'm sure your little sister would love her awesome big brother to show her around." said the mother.
The family was on their way home when they passed a gloomy alleyway when they were jumped by two thugs about to mug the family. The goons were average and one of them held a pistol aimed at the family.
"Alright, you know the deal with this. Give us all you got and all of us will pretend nothing happened okay?"
"Okay, okay, just please don't hurt us! Please!" said the father as he motioned to his wife to be beside him along with his son. The parents quickly started gathering their valuables.
"Hurry up! You don't want my itchy finger to suddenly slip to the trigger don't cha?"
"Hey! Think you guys can just go around mugging people huh!?" A group of random vigilantes suddenly spoke out and started to size up the goons with weapons of their own. Ranging from do it yourself weapons to small arms.
The encounter with the vigilantes' intrusion made the thugs think twice as the former outnumber them 10 to 2. Realizing their current predicament, they burst out running away from the small mob with the latter giving chase to apprehend their targets. One of the vigilantes broke off from the group to check and ensure the current well being of the family affected by the current incident.
"Are you okay sir? Did they hurt you or anything?" the vigilante asked to the father.
"Yes were fine thanks to you. Why did you help us?"
"Because someone inspired us to."
The vigilante gave the parents a metallic bat shaped symbol and glanced at the kid, who also looked at the symbol.
"Here you go kid, a little souvenir for you." giving the kid the same bat symbol.
"What is it sir?"
"Hope."
. . . . . .
"This is Vicki Vale reporting live here at GCPD where there is giant influx of volunteers ready to join in on the new self defense program initiated by newly inaugurated Mayor James Gordon."
Things haven't been the same since the Batman's identity was revealed to the public. People were stunned and curious as to see that Batman was just Bruce Wayne, a guy who devoted his entire time to fighting the crime of the city. It dawned on the people on how he spent and risked his life for the safety of the city and the people realized that in order to stop crime from rising or even exist, is to make themselves no longer the victims. To be able to stand up against the criminals and defend themselves just as the Dark Knight did to them.
"This new program is built upon the legacy of the late Bruce Wayne as identified as Batman, the multimillionaire playboy who turned out to be the man who saved this city on his own volition. People have begun connecting the evidences that made Bruce into Batman and all points to the tragic event of his parents death at the hands of criminals that has always plagued the city. We now go to one of the volunteers to express his opinion on the matter."
Vicki goes to the line that was forming and quickly gave an interview to the man who is waiting in line.
"Sir, what are your thoughts on the program and that of Bruce Wayne's actions."
"It'll help us stand up against the scumbags of this city. All I wanted was to have a crime free city just like what Bruce did as Batman."
The man then looked at the camera.
"It's time for Gotham to wake up! If we are ever going to make this city peaceful and crime free, all of us need to have the courage to rise up and fight back!"
. . . . . .
The T.V. screen flashed into black as it was turned off. Hot tempered winds blow inside the Bungalow Hut where a shaved headed man stood up from his seat to check on the coffee he was brewing. He checked the temperature and went ahead to grab a cup to pour the coffee in. As he was about to pour his coffee, he heard a sharp rap of wheels coming out from the master bedroom. A woman in wheelchair rolled out of the room accompanied with a yawn and looked at the man in front of her pour out some coffee in one of their cups.
"Morning Beautiful!"
"Morning to you too Tim."
"It's still pretty early for you to be up from bed now isn't it?"
"As much as I want to sleep all day, we went here for a reason you know." she said with a small sigh as the winds hit her face.
"Don't worry, I still haven't forgotten why we here so you drop the nagging." as Tim goes over Barbara with the cup of coffee as well as his in the other hand.
"I wasn't even nagging dummy."
"Ok ok, just trying to lighten the mood here."
"Emphasis on trying. Come on, let's go outside!" Barbara said and nudged Tim to get themselves outside of the hut into the open water in front of them.
"Ahhhh" said Tim in a relaxed tone as he was breathing in the sights, sound and smell of the beach around them.
"It's nice to have this kind of view don't you think?" Barbara asked Tim.
"Yeah it is, wish we could stay here all the time!"
"Well if we ask Bruce to extend our stay, I think he will be willing. What's the news up about him nowadays?"
"Well apart from initiating the Knightfall Protocol, he is probably still brooding and being Bruce. Have you heard the news about Gotham lately?"
"About the people fighting against the criminals this time? Yeah I heard while you were watching T.V."
"I wonder if Bruce wanted this."
"Well that remains to be seen, It's been a while since his contacted us. If anything, he would want us to enjoy this time we have because he doesn't want us to be out there fighting again."
"I guess you're right, but the least he could do is send us a notification that he is alright and such."
Tim grabbed a chair next to him and placed it beside Barbara.
"Don't worry too much Barb. Besides, You have me now to worry about."
"Like I would worry that much" Barbara said followed by a small giggle from her.
Tim gently touched her left hand that was placed on the wheelchair with his right hand, admiring the ring he bought for her on the day of their wedding. Both looked at each other with wonder and content at the peaceful life they finally had and looked at the sunrise that was rising in the distance.
AN: I'm Back and I am not dead yet! New story for all the Arkham players out there! This is my re imagining of what should have been the end for Batman: Arkham Knight and was inspired by a comment I saw somewhere on Reddit or YouTube. (Shoutout to that guy/girl/apache helicopter)
I will be creating at least 2 or 3 more chapters to show my own "closure" for the game! I will also change the rating along the line due to smut stuff later (If you're into it :D) I will resume my work on the next chapters and tell me what you think of this epilogue for the game by posting a review!