BATMAN

HEROES

Chapter One

Saving Robin

Batman prowled the night, leaping from building to building. He then used his bat boomerang to swing down into an alleyway where a young boy, about thirteen years of age sat curled up but trembling with fear. Batman approached him and offered his hand as to comfort him and tell him not to be afraid. The boy, however did not seem to be afraid of Batman but instead of something behind him. A large dark shadow could be seen approaching upon Batman and he turned around.

Much to his surprise standing there was a large seven foot man who was heavily built with muscles. He appeared to almost be a cross between a human and a lizard. "Hey bat! Get outt'a my way!" he yelled. Batman glared at him through his mask. "Waylon Jones… I've heard of you…" he said. "Sure ya have, it isn't every day a great wrestling champ like me emerges as a savage beast and tries to find prey" he said, somewhat snarling through his teeth as a crocodile would to its prey. Batman stepped back cautiously but still remained to guard the boy.

"You don't even know what you're doing Batman! So let me clip your wings by refreshing you… You are protecting a criminal and a traitor; He is the last heir of the Drake Family!" Waylon said.

Flashback…

Two-Face stood in a street corner surrounded by three henchmen. Two of them Batman recognized. They were two women who were much more deadly then they looked. Their names were Sugar and Spice. The third however, was a man. He was called Stephen Drake. "Shifty" Drake was his nickname. Two-Face smirked and flipped his coin and it landed on tails. "Awe too bad Drake I guess this means that the mission is yours" Two-Face said and letting the side of his mouth towards the evil half of his face grin. Drake walked off to another corner of Gotham City. A gunshot and a scream were heard. Moments later he came back and pocketed his handgun. "Okay let's call it a day everyone" Two-Face said and he walked off down the street followed closely by Sugar and Spice. Stephen wiped some sweat off his forehead and pulled out several stacks of money from his pockets. He had managed to grab them when Two-Face gave him the jacket and gun earlier. Stephen Drake was a greedy man; he counted the money in his hands while smoking his cigar. He then heard a loud scream which sounded like the voice of the former Harvey Dent and he ran for it. Nothing mattered to Drake now, not his home, not his job, not even his young son…

Back to present…

Waylon smiled at Batman revealing his large fangs. "You are protecting the son of a thief and a mobster who worked for one of your worst enemies in history!" he shouted at him. Batman's face showed no sign of budging. "You can't expect me to convict him for the crimes of his father… he chooses his path not his family" Batman said to Waylon in a way to make it clear that he meant to teach him a lesson. "Now Waylon are we going to fight or not? I do assume that's what you wanted" he said angrily. "Quite the contrary Batman, I simply want to kill the boy… and by the way my name is Croc, Killer Croc" he said and now his hideous features and insane intentions were made very clear due to his lizard like face that was twisted with madness. "Fine Croc, but I am not going to let you kill the boy" Batman said and held up his fists in a karate stance. "Well, if you insist to get in the way then I suppose I must kill you… I don't inherit Two-Face's money until the boy is in his coffin and besides, I like to kill" he said.

Within moments Batman was on the ground, claw marks were slashed across his chest where a bloody rip and wound could be seen in his costume. His arms were on top of those of Croc trying to force him off while he snarled and snapped. "You're going down Batman!" he yelled. He then leapt up and kicked Batman in the face right before he gave him a full body slam to the ribcage. Batman couldn't move, not only did Croc fight like a lizard but he had natural abilities as well. His wrestling skills would prove quite a challenge for Batman in any battle. Croc then set his foot on Batman's broken ribcage. The pain was almost unbearable but Batman tried to deal with it. "Do you know what really hurts Batman?" Croc asked in a sinister way. Batman merely grunted angrily at Croc. Croc then quickly thrust his foot down as much as he could on Batman's broken rib cage. Batman's eyes watered and he spit up blood as he felt his bones starting to pierce his lungs. Croc laughed and approached the boy who was hiding in the corner.

When he got near Tim he immediately leapt up. "Croc, you've finally caught up to me, well bring it on" he said. He quickly crouched and grabbed a long rusty metal pole. Batman looked at the badly dented pole, it had defiantly been used to fight before… maybe even kill. Tim spun on the ground, this tripped Croc. Croc laughed "Don't mess with me French fry!" he said and he tried to rise to his feet. As he began to arise Tim leaped into the air with his pole and came down upon Croc's skull, this knocked him to the ground. Croc growled at Tim who then drop kicked him in the face, giving him what looked like a black eye. As he went to smash him with a blow from his pole again Croc rose to his feet and climbed away up the wall.

Tim then dropped the pole and ran over to the aid of Batman. "Mister Batman sir, are you all right?" he asked. Batman pulled a small key with a button on it out of his pocket and pushed it. Suddenly the Batmobile swerved into the alleyway. "Help me get in…" Batman stuttered. Tim lifted Batman into the vehicle with difficulty. "Would you like… to come with me?" Batman asked slowly. "I have an offer I think you might like… Tim" he said with pain. Tim immediately hopped into the car with no questions. Perhaps he just wanted a ride in the amazing vehicle. Batman grabbed a voice recognition walkie-talkie and said into it as clearly as possible, "AUTO DRIVE- BATCAVE". Immediately after he said that the vehicle blasted out of the alley and into the street.

To Be Continued Until Part Two of Batman Heroes