Boston's Dark Knight.
Volume II
It's been five years since I became the dark knight. Five years or sixty months, however you wanted to categorize it, but as well as becoming the dark knight all those months ago… I gained the fear of scum in Boston, but I lost my best friend.
Doctor Isles. She was the medical examiner, we worked together. But when the criminals of Boston fought back, they fought back stronger than I ever thought possible. Judges were killed off so there were never any court cases, police officers gave up in fear of their lives, so no one could blame Maura for fearing her life as well.
I was taken away from Boston for five years, trained by a group of assassin's who believed that the world had a balance that must be maintained. Eventually we had a disagreement. That the corrupt thrived on societies idea of understanding. That taking the lives of the corrupt was the only way.
What I wasn't expecting to happen was the daughter of the man who was in charge of the group of assassin's… she fell in love… with the dark knight. The dark knight is a symbol, of what can be achieved when one person stands alone against an army.
I left Maura behind, for her own safety. The brilliant mind of Maura should not be frozen away in some unknown place.
That place was for me alone, to be trained in order to save Boston from itself. Its own citizens were starting to turn against each other all because of one person.
The joker.
A few months ago.
A group of thugs ran into the chemical plant, a security guard following behind them obviously feeling out of place.
"Guys… this isn't a good idea…" The security guard was a woman.
"Shut it, perhaps if you didn't gamble so much you wouldn't need to do this."
The guard remained silent.
"Just stand there and keep watch."
A dark figure continued to listen from above.
Why would they need to steal chemicals? The figure thought.
"Just grab the tanks!" One thug said.
That's my queue. Three thugs, three armed. High vantage point. Planned out.
Thug no. two continued to unclip the tanks from each other. Suddenly the body collapsed onto the floor as two boots thumped his back.
"Davis?" Thug no. three called out only to receive an elbow to the face, a fist in the gut and a high kick round the temple.
"You!" The last thug called out to the security guard "You told the batman!"
"No! I swear!" The woman called out, instantly turning around to run, but suddenly the thug had all his weight on her against the rail.
"You little bitch."
The rail's pipes squeaked as the pressure started to become too great for it too hold.
Suddenly the man in front of her was blown away as 'the batman' rugby tackled him away.
The guard suddenly lost her balance as the rail behind her gave way.
The last thing she saw was batman standing above her, watching as she fell further and further into the vat of chemicals.
Present time
"So you think this plan of yours, city street clean, will actually work?" The mayor of Boston asked Frost.
"With all due respect sir, it's the only choice we have now. Ever since this… batman came onto the scene… everything's just turned on itself."
"This batman is a criminal as well. He needs to be taken down as well."
"We don't know if the batman is actually a man," a woman stated as she entered the room.
"This is my colleague, Doctor Maura Isles. She used to be the medical examiner for Boston Police."
"So you both think this city clean up idea will work?"
"Well there's a sixty seven percent chance it will work, but there's always a risk of a revelation."
"Leave me the file and I'll consider it."
Frost and Maura nodded and walked out the room.
"What do you think will happen Barrold?" Maura asked. Frost chuckled, he couldn't believe his luck that he had actually been given the privilege of being in a relationship with Maura. He wasn't sure how Jane would have reacted.
"I think It'll take some time. But Boston really needs this, ever since that Batman came in."
"Why does everyone seem to think that the batman is the villain?" Maura asked rhetorically, she knew the answer. It was because batman worked outside the system.
"How's Jane?" Frost asked, changing the subject.
"She's good, she says her new job is going great."
"It's amazing how top secret her transfer was." Maura just hummed in order to stop any hives from spreading. She pushed the thoughts of what Jane was really doing away.
The two pulled up at the café, the news playing on the TV.
"In other news, 'the batman' has been reported to be leaving criminals hanging from street lights, but- hang on… George from South Boston is getting an anonymous video feed."
The TV went blank for a minute.
Suddenly a man dressed up hockey pads and a batman mask was tied to a chair. He was pale and clearly dead.
The voice behind the camera was so croaky it gave Maura goose bumps.
"This is what I like to call, the start of chaos, now if the batman does not show his true colours people will die. Trust me, I'm a gal of my word!" suddenly a knife was thrown into the man's head as a cackle echoed throughout the room.
Jane…
To the people who wanted a sequel for the 'Boston's dark knight'
Merry Christmas!