The Dark Knight Beyond
(I hope you enjoy the beginning of the story)
The beginning:
Terry was walking along the small path heading towards the Wayne Mansion, he had often dropped by there on the way home since he had begun his paper of the richest man in Neo-Gotham City: The Batman was nowhere to be seen and had become nothing but a story of fiction and legends.
The Wayne Manor was now the oldest building in Neo-Gotham, Arkham Asylum had been updated to housing its super criminals in Cryogenic sleep and the Justice league was all but gone except Superman who remained in Metropolis.
Lois Lane had died of old age peacefully in her sleep, Clark gave up his human side and began to remain on his duty as Superman: he closed everything off.
Oliver Queen died long ago with most of the Justice League, Flash retired from duty and grew old peacefully, Wonder Woman ruled her people by the same tenements she lived by… protecting the innocent.
Batman aka Bruce Wayne had long since retired after the Justice League failure and most of the team gone, Bruce Wayne became once again a recluse, his second time in self-exile after the first time when he took the fall for Harvey Dents murders.
He had returned to his duty of Gotham's Dark knight but then Bane and his army attacked and Batman was declared a sacrificial Hero after he flew the bomb over the waters away from the city, unknown to the city that Batman survived.
Bruce Wayne lived a life in Wayne Manor happily, Selena Kyle left Gotham with the clean slate whilst Bruce helped the City rebuild itself permanently hanging up his cape and cowl but it did not stop him and Lucius Fox from developing new equipment for when Batman is needed again.
That time sooner than expected when the Justice league went to war against the league of criminals which featured the adversaries of all their enemies, the war claimed the lives of most the heroes whilst the League of Criminals were subdued and put into Cryo.
Blame shifted to each of the surviving members of the JLA until it all fell apart and the team disbanded and Batman retired with his injuries to his spine which left him paralysed much like the oracle Barbara who was now retired from her life and was now married… growing old gracefully, they paid Bruce a visit whenever they could… Barbara was the only one left who knew the true identity of Bruce Wayne except the surviving members of the JLA.
Terry looked through the gates to the driveway leading to Wayne Manor and noticed the chain was cut with what seemed to be a laser cutter.
"Ah crap" sighed after losing the argument in his head on whenever or not to walk away.
The driveway was covered in old leaves, the only sign of disturbance was the fresh foot prints on the ground, Terry picked the pace and came face to face with the hulking building of the old Wayne Manor… the sight of the old building was something that Terry had not experienced before but the sight was disturbed by the local Joker clan.
The Joker clan was one of a number of gangs who worship the old super criminals residing in Arkham Asylum, this gang was run by the Quinn Sisters… the daughter of Harley Quinn and the Joker who was a long time enemy of Batman's, the sisters like their clan wore the symbol of the Joker card on their metal armour, their armour was the Mk 1 pain-maker armour which was built by Wayne enterprises, it was bulky by could pack a hell of a punch with the jack hammer fist, only problem was that the suit was so flawed that it was damn near impossible to move, the Mk 1 suits was now on the Black Market in lower Neo-Gotham for a reasonable price, mainly because they hardly sold and they were the latest in stolen property from Wayne enterprises.
Slowly manoeuvring around the in the treeline, Terry wanted to get a decent view of the Clan as they tried to gain entrance to the old manor.
"Come on boy… we don't like to be kept waiting" one of the Quinn girls said leaning against the wall, her joker make-up applied neatly to her face.
"Yes Miss Quinn" one of the men who was trying to deactivate the barrier standing between them and in contents of Wayne manor.
"Well look what we have here" the familiar sound of the other Quinn sister came behind Terry.
Turning as fast as he could he saw the jack hammer fist coming towards his face, diving to the side Quinn missed her target and hit the ground instead, Terry kicked her in the ass making her stumble over from the sheer weight of the suit.
"Get him!" her sister roared as their clan began to advance of him.
"Ah here we go" Terry rolled his eyes and moved in to the advancing clan, gripping one members arm behind his back he twisted around and slammed his elbow into another members jaw with a loud 'crack' sending the man to the ground.
Bruce Wayne watched the fight with interest from his cave computers, Terry's fighting style was much like that of his when he was Batman.
Terry blocked and countered easily as the weight of their suits were nothing more than a hindrance to their speed.
As the Joker clan fell one by one he caught another clan members arm and twisted it back before throwing him into the Quinn girls sending them to the ground.
"Let's get out of here!" the Joker clan retreated back down the driveway and into the distance.
Bruce Wayne sighed to himself as he watched Terry grab his bag pack and walk from view of the camera "He would've made a good Batman" he thought out loud to himself as he wheeled himself back away from the cave.
(Hope you enjoyed this beginning, next chapter coming soon)
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