Myth's End
By Joseph Potian and Gavin Chan
Chapter 1
It began in darkness. Yes in the shadow of the old buildings of crime alley, that's where it all began. And in darkness is also where it would end.
A dark figure stood on one of the gargoyles above the busy streets of Gotham. He was motionless, silent. He listened intently to the sounds around him. He just sat there like an animal on the prowl until finally he heard what he was waiting for.
"B, a woman near you just called for 911." A woman's voice came through from his intercom. "She says men are following her. GCPD's on their way but they probably won't make it."
"I'm on it, O." he answered back and without hesitation he leapt from the gargoyle's head. He glided through the haze of ebony around him with ancient grace. Like a bat. No, not a bat. He was not a bat. He was more than that. But he wasn't a man either. He was fear. The type of fear that could make you pee your pants at the sight of him. But he was also hope. The kind that could get you trough the biggest storm you're ever likely to see.
Batman grabbed his batgrapple from his belt. He quickly took aim and fired at a near by roof. He swung trough the alley ways silently until finally resting on top of a rooftop.
There was light coming from below him. A scarlet glow emanated from a pile of burning garbage. The light flickered in accord to the blowing wind as shadows of men danced to it.
He peered down to the alley below. A young woman, probably 16 years old batman thought, was surrounded by 5 men. Batman reacted quickly, descending to attack.
He fell on top of one of the men, knocking him out. The man to his right grabbed a pipe from the ground and charged at the dark knight.
Batman quickly blocked his assailant's attack and threw him into a pile garbage cans near by.
"It's the batman. Kill him." one of the men ordered. Two of the woman's attackers charged at the batman simultaneously.
Batman fell to the ground. He grabbed one of the trash cans by instinct and used it to take out both men.
One last he thought to himself.
The batman looked into the 5th man's eyes. There was no sign of fear. The 5th man held a magnum handgun tightly in his hand. He moved his index finger indicating he was ready to shoot. They had a standoff for what felt like eternity until batman made the first move. He threw a batarang in the direction of the 5th man.
The batarang sliced through the air. It sped towards the gunman. As it came close to hitting him the man tilted his head slightly to the right and the batarang missed its mark.
The man raised his hand and squeezed the trigger. A hot, piercing feeling shot into batman's chest. He fell to his knees gasping for air. And as the world darkened around him batman simply thought well I had to miss sometime.
It began in darkness and it ends in darkness.
The batman opened his eyes. There was still a throbbing pain in his chest. He found himself in some sort of cave. The sound of dripping water could be heard. And there was the smell of water in the air he noted. The batman picked himself up.
"Had nice dreams batman?" A young man in his twenties was sitting on a big rock nearby. The batman simply looked at him.
"Oh of course introductions: my name is Jozen Redbrew and you have just passed away."