There in the alley behind Parkson's condo, Batman laying on the ground, blood soaked up where his symbol was. Was Batman dead? No, with his indomitable will, Batman pushed his limits, bringing his himself back up on his two feet. The pain of Batman's injuries would be intense, so intense that he could barely feel anything around his then a couple of thugs come along, emerging right in front of him with baseball bats.
"Hehe, well look who it is.." One hoodlum said chuckling to the other.
They began walking closer to Batman, twisting the handle of the baseball bat and walking closer. Just before the thug could swing his bat a man emerges through the shadows!
"Hey! Leave him alone!" The man said. He then sprung after the men, quickly bringing out his sliver plated batons.
He brought his sliver batons onto one of the scums head smashing it with force. The impact would cause his cranium to bleed non stop, as well as making a dent. Seeing this the other criminals rushed from the area, but before they can the man throws his batons hitting knocking both of them.
He then walked towards Batman staring at him with a smirk.
"That told them, right partner!" Batman's eyes widened as he looked at the guy, he seemed to be 5'11" and 170 pounds, not to bad of a frame.
"No offence kid, but I don't need a partner." Batman said losing his raspy voice for a second.
"Well it looked like you did, they almost killed you." The young man responded. Batman gave him the bat glare for a brief moment. "No is no. The end" Batman said limping off towards the shadows.
"The name is Nite-Tad if you ever need me!" Nite-Tad yelled hoping Batman would say something but he continued walking forward.
BATCAVE
Bruce Wayne sits on his recovery bed healing for his next confrontation with Parksons. "What did I do wrong Alfred?" Bruce said shaking his head in disappointment. "I've for something like this for years, how could I let myself get in this situation."
Bruce knew Parksons wasn't anything special he could take him one on one in hand to hand combat it's just that Bruce was sloppy.
"Don't be so hard on yourself master Bruce, you made a mistake, everyone makes them." Alfred acclaimed to comfort Bruce.
Suddenly the a news report came on!
"Breaking news! The so called thugs named the Sharks have robbed a bank, they have drove off from the scene, but the police can seem to capture them." The new's reporter said in a stern voice, though he seemed scared himself.
Bruce glared at the bat computer, hoping out of his bed quickly this resulted in his arm ringing in a sharp pain.
"Argh!" Bruce yelled in pain clenching his arm.
"Master Bruce are you sure you want to go out? I mean your not fully recovered" Alfred said worrying about him.
"I have to Alfred, I've made an oath that as long as I live I will protect Gotham no matter the cost." Bruce said walking towards his glass cabinet where his costume is held. "Don't worry Alfred I won't let myself die"
GOTHAM STREETS
The Sharks rushed through the streets of Gotham, on feet ditching their vehicle, they take short cuts through alleys and kill who ever was in the way Finally after outrunning the police they find themselves in a abandoned warehouse. Turns out though that it really wasn't abandoned because it was really a hideout for all the criminals. While the Sharks walked around the warehouse, they entered a back room and in the room was Parksons sitting down at behind a desk.
"We got the cash boss, but why do you need it? Your already rich" The thug asked Parkson.
Parkson then turned around his face still, he walked towards the thug standing at 6'1" while the thug was only 5'9".
"Do you really want to know?" Parkson said looking down at the man. The thug started shaking in terror and rushed out of the room. "I thought so.." he said while walking back to his seat.
Suddenly the lights turned off through the whole warehouse, Parkson's eyebrows rose for a second. He then brought out a smirk knowing Batman was around. Suddenly from the darkness a figure could be seen, but not clearly. The criminals then hailed a bunch of bullets towards it, but it was merely a shadow. Then, the lights turned back on, but only to see that piles of thugs had been taken out. Parkson walked out of his room looking at all their bodies on the ground.
"This is how you want it Batman, then this is how you get it.." Parkson said yelling out confronting Batman. He then opened his door revealing a huge brute that stood at 6'7"
"Batman meet Kevin! Kevin meet Batman!" Parkson said walking back into his room. Batman came throughout the shadows, appearing right in front of the man. The brute slammed his fist together looking at Batman.
"I WILL CRUSH YOU!"