Jason sat, leaning against the wall with his legs cross as he fixed up the last of the helmet. He ran his gloved hand over the sleek red metal and smirked to himself. He had upgraded it just like Alfred had taught him to upgrade his old eye mask. The helmet could contain more though. It was perfect. Jason put it one and the smiled even further when he turned to the vision from X-ray to normal. Beautiful.

He pushed himself off the floor and walked over to the counter grabbing his belt that had his gun. It was a normal close range he didn't except much on just is second day back. Jason shoved two other guns into the back of his belt just in case.

Everything was ready. He couldn't believe he ended up wearing tights before this! Jason grabbed his jacket before jumping out the window and climbing up to the roof. Wind rushed past him when he made it up top. The feel of it pushing on his clothes just made him feel at home, like nothing had happened. That wasn't true though. He had died. He also had to keep distance away from his family. Should be easy enough.

Jason jumped the gap between the two buildings and rolled onto the next roof before jumping back to his feet.

Like old times. Right now was just a scope night, check around town and see what`s changed in the years he`s been gone. Jason grappled to one of the higher buildings and started to run along the roof tops.

He made it to the police station and headed to the rooftop door before slipping inside; he instantly went for the closest door and found a computer. Jason looked around the empty room that was filled with nothing but files, cabinets and one old computer.

He walked over to the computer and easily made his way through the system.

"Here we go." He muttered putting the USB into the system and letting it download. The Computer only took a minute before he pulled the USB out and shoved it into his pocket and unplugged the computer. He was just about to jump out the window when he heard voices heading his way. Jason quickly jumped out and landed on a passing car.

It swerved and he growled getting thrown off. Jason hit the road and flipped onto his hands, he pushed off and the second the bottom of his feet touched the top of another car he jumped up and grappled back to the next building.

Jason landed with a slight thud and took a deep breath. He was going to have to think better than that. This wasn't just beat a few guys up then good home happy and warm, this was a strategy, game something that one provided one life, or two in his case.

Jason headed back to his run down, crappy, gray, depressing apartment and pulled the computer from the duffle bag and shoved the USB into the side once he sat against the wall once more. Gotham had changed much; he smiled when he saw a report filing the Killer moth and Batgirl just two days ago, good she was back on her feet. Wouldn't want her to miss this.

The Joker was in Arkham, but he was in a new cell, something that provided lots of guards. How was he going to lure the freak out? It had to remain that Joker would feel in charge the whole time, but who would be so desperate to cut a deal with the Joker?

He scratched the back of his neck yawn in as he scrolled down the possible choices, it was like doing to a damn super store, there were freaks everywhere. He only added to the mayhem and excitement!

Jason bit his lip and pulled off the mask, he knew who he wanted, Black mask, what a challenge his first day back. Ha! That meant he was going to start pissing a lot of people off, other non-villains would get involved. There was no denying it. He wouldn't push them into this…yet.

Jason shoved his mask back on and pulled out his AK-47, and a special knife for these types of jobs. He better get started, no time like the present.

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Jason threw the duffle bag over his shoulder, this should persuade a few people. As he started to walk out of the large ware house his wiped his bloody knife on the pants of his leg, it was a little messy though.

His head snapped up when red and blue lights started to flash just outside the window, quickly he grappled to the pipes near the roof and sat down, he wanted to see how people reacted to his handy work. Or maybe he just wanted to see Batman come here.

Gordon and a few cops shoved the locked door open and gasped. Jason chuckled, he had left the bodies were they were, blood guts and all, well not all.

"My god," Gordon gaged, "What happened to their heads?"

Jason picked up the bag again and crawled along the pipes out the window and slid down a gutter pipe until he hit the floor. He wasn't exactly pleased with what he had to do, but he had to do it, these men were murderers anyway, no real loss.

"I`d say this should get me started." He sighed as the bag started to drip blood, "I you could see you son now." He chuckled. If Bruce had done his duty as a partner, as a protector as his father, he would have never had to resort to this.

He pulled out a bloody phone and frowned this had come from one of the men, he could use it to call who he needed together, it was just a matter of time. But he wasn't going to do that yet, he needed this it- it was fine.

Jason dialed the number and pressed the call button, at the first ring he slammed it shut. No. He couldn't do that, he had to keep out of their lives that meant not even calling to hear their voices, no Dick, no Babs, no Bruce and no Alfred.

He was alone.

Jason shoved it back in his pocket and scaled the side of the building and yawned again, he had spent at least a year getting somewhat of a normal sleeping schedule but now he was back at Gotham every late night training seemed to come at him.

Jason sat down, his legs dangling over the roof. Time to call a few people. He actually only texted and told them to meet tonight at the grand peer ware house. Another few heads? No. These were his deals they were going to be under his wing because right now, they were under Black mask and he was going to squeeze the life out of that man till he cut a deal.

He reloaded and took off to the building maybe then he could get some sleep.

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Jason pushed down on the man`s throat and pointed the gun to his head, "You work for me now, understand, you`ll get what I give you and that's more that Black mask has done. Now," He grabbed the man`s shirt and hauled him to his feet, "Run along and go do whatever the hell you do."

The man ran off quicker than he has ever seen a man run when he was Robin, only on his first week into the city and he had already made a name for himself, his own name. He started to look around the town again, he could point out his own men talking to others getting deals, stealing territory. Everything was moving into position.