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Chapter 2
The Batmobile hit a bump, becoming airborne for a split-second. Dick Grayson, the driver, whooped and sped up. Barely half an hour ago, he had stumbled upon Bruce Waynes' - Gotham's most beloved billionaire and Dick's temporary guardian - deepest, darkest secret. Literally. All he did was crash down a flight of stairs concealed in the "silver closet" into the Batcave. He was greeted by an annoying refrain of "INTRUDER ALERT!" and the Holy Grail of fast cars: the Batmobile. How could he resist taking it out for a spin?
Old Wayne is such a stiff! He thought incredulously. Who would've thought he could be Batman?
Overriding his disbelief, Dick felt almost normal again. The murder of his family by Two-Face had torn his world apart. Grief, hatred, and the unquenchable thirst for revenge now reigned where love and happiness once resided. Driving fast, whether it be car or motorcycle, was the only thing that kept him from going completely insane. The speed and danger let him forget about the pain for a while, though his family always lingered in the back of his mind. They were gone, but he would never lose them.
With a slight surprise and a smirk, Dick found himself in what the more delicate Gothamites call "the red light district." That's not entirely true, he joked to himself, not even half of these lights are red. He had never been here before, but it was immistakable from the way the women paraded the sidewalks. Feeling mischevious, Dick pulled up to the curb, hearing the impressed hookers swarming around the car. He answered the knocks on the roof of the car by opening it. Drawing the tension out a little bit, he slowly stood up, the very picture of cockiness.
"That's not Batman!" One of them exclaimed, sounding disappointed.
"What're you talkin' about?" Dick swung his neck around to the right to face her. He rested his elbows on the back of the cars' opening. He leaned back on them, making his smile as charming as possible.
"That's Batboy!" The girl next to the first trilled. The whole harem collapsed into hysterics.
Dick opened his mouth to reply, but a scream interrupted him. His head snapped forward to the source down the block. A blonde-haired girl in jeans and a matching jacket sprinted towards the false safety of an alley. Chasing her was a gang of leather-clad, long-haired men. Uh-oh.
Dick threw himself back into the drivers' seat and stepped on the pedal.
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