Chapter 1

It was a regular night in Gotham. Rain poured down from the sky, the nightlife was active, and some random thug thought they could get away with mugging some poor lady who had taken a wrong turn on her way home.

The thug ran down an alley with some of his buddies and took a turn. Little did he know, that now he was the one taking a wrong turn. Him and his bodies laughed and hooted as they ran into a dead end and pulled out the wallet and purse they had grabbed.

"Split it evenly." the one with the wallet said. He looked at his two accomplices who nodded at him and he smiled at them. The sound of thunder filled their ears and lightning struck the roof of the building they were near. One of the thugs who had nothing was staring at the ground when the silhouette of a bat appeared next to him.

"What?!" the thug screamed out and turned around. Nothing was there however, and his two friends looked at him as if he was crazy.

"What are you on about?" the one with purse asked.

"I thought I saw someone." the other thug responded. All three turned their heads back around as the sound of footsteps slowly approached them. Trapping them in an alley, the looked up to see a large dark figure. His outfit was all black with a shiny utility belt, flowing black cape, pointy ears, and glowing white eyes.

"Give me what you stole and you won't have to eat through a straw." the figure said.

"And who's gonna make us hand it over?" one thug asked, not thinking anything of the figure.

"Me." he answered as he walked toward the thugs.


"Master Bruce are you sure this is the right thing to be doing?" Alfred Pennyworth asked as he held bloody bandages in his hand. Alfred was Bruce's butler and guardian ever since Bruce Wayne's parents had been murdred. He had white hair and wore the standard butler outfit. Bruce Wayne was laying down on the couch, stitching up a wound he had sustained during his night job.

"It's what needs to be done Alfred, right or wrong." Bruce said as he cut the wire to the stitch. He placed more bandages on the wound as he threw his head back and breathed air in through gritted teeth.

"I knew you wanted to help Gotham but I didn't expect it to be like this." Alfred said. He shook his head and left the room to get more medical supplies as Bruce lied there applying pressure.


"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" one of the thugs said. His answer came in the form of a punch to the jaw. The impact sent him to the ground instantly while the other two thugs dropped what they were holding and looked at the figure in fear. A flash of lightning went by again, showing the half covered face of the man.

"Y… You're that Bat-thing." one of the thugs said.

"Oh shit. I told you guys we'd be caught." the other said. The punched thug began to stand, and when he was finally on his feet, he swung at the figure. The figure dodged the punch and kicked the man into the brick wall. The other two then rat at the figure. He punched one thug in the stomach and grabbed his arms. He swung him into the last robber and the two of them went into the wall as well.

"Freeze Batman!" someone yelled behind them. Batman turned his head around and saw a man wearing a grey trench coat holding a gun, aiming it at Batman. Two other cops stood next to him, wearing the standard police uniforms aiming guns as well.

"You're trapped." the man in grey said. He had brown hair and a moustache along with glasses that he wore at all times. Under the coat he had on a dress shirt and tie along with a police badge clipped to the shirt's pocket.

"Make sure these things get returned to the right person." Batman said as he pressed a button on the side of his mask. It masked his voice, causing it to sound deeper. He pulled something off of his belt and aimed it at the roof of the building in front of him.

"Don't move a muscle." the lead officer said as the three began to walk towards him.

"Sorry Lieutenant." Batman said. He began to go up as his grappling hook carried him. He felt a sharp pain go through the side of his body and looked back to see one of the cops had fired his gun. Batman got onto the roof and fell over, clutching his side.


"If this is how things are going to be then I want no part of it." Alfred said. He put a tray of medical supplies down on the table next to Bruce who had thrown his bloody bandages all over the floor next to him. His bullet wound had finally stopped bleeding and he could now relax.

"It won't always be like this Alfred." Bruce said. He sat up and stared at the picture that hung above his fireplace. It was a picture of him as a child with his father and mother.

"Do you think they would've wanted this?" Alfred asked as he too looked at the picture.

"You probably knew them better than I did Alfred. But it's my decision to do this. You can help or not, I'm going to save this city." Bruce said as he stood up and grabbed a white t-shirt that was left on the couch next to him. He threw it on and looked over at Alfred. Alfred sighed and shook his head before walking to the door and opening it.

"I'm not leaving your side Master Bruce." Alfred said. Bruce smiled at that and placed a hand on Alfred's shoulder.

"Thank you Alfred." Bruce said. He walked out to the main room of Wayne Manor as Alfred followed right behind him.

"While you were licking your wounds, you received a call. Harvey Dent wants to talk to you over dinner in an hour." Alfred said. Bruce stopped walking and stared at the wall.

"Perfect. Pick out a suit." Bruce as he turned around smiling to Alfred. "And get the car ready."


Author's Note:

After a very hectic Justice League story, and not so well done first chapter of Suicide Squad, I'm going to try again at a Batman story. If you can't tell it will start from the beginning of Bruce's career as Batman and all the story lines will be somewhat original. I don't plan on following any movies, games, T.V. shows, or comic books. For now, the only heroes that will appear in the story are from Batman comics. If you liked the first chapter make sure to favorite/follow and leave a review. I love hearing criticism and what people think of the story. Otherwise, love you all :)