It was a dark and gloomy place, but then so was the Batcave. In fact, Bruce Wayne had spent most of time in dark and gloomy places. Just look at Gotham City itself.

Water drops echoed off the walls as they stalked inside, ever so quietly. Being on only the second floor, Batman felt slightly unprotected, but he knew it was necessary. And he also knew that what was about to happen had to be stopped if he was to get a handle on this whole affair...

He found a suitably dark corner and waited while Robin glowered behind a car. He waited, with his every sense alert, wanting desperately to leave and just run away, but knowing that he would not, that he could not. That he should not was of little consequence.

Twenty-odd minutes later, a car drove up the ramp onto the second level where Batman sat waiting. It drove slowly, making little noise, but what noise it did make sounded ten times louder as it replaced the engulfing silence.

Batman had hoped his information was incorrect, but apparently, the situation could only get worse. That car was full of drugs. Bane had finally shown his hand in this Gotham madness.

He sighed inwardly and waited for whoever was buying them to show up. He needed to wait for just the right moment to attack, just wait until they were close enough that he and Robin could surround them and take away the cargo. Just until-

His thoughts were interrupted as a crossbow bolt thudded into his side, putting him asleep because of what it was coated in. As he dozed off, he saw robin was already sprawled on the floor. He tried to use his remaining to talk, but that only sent him away faster.

In about ten seconds, it was over. Batman and Robin were both asleep on the floor, bleeding and snoring peacefully.

A figure holding a crossbow dragged them both to the waiting car and dumped them inside. As it was getting in, the figure was hit by a crossbow. The driver screamed a few curses and drove off like madness. The one who was hit was dead instantly.

Another figure holding another crossbow went to inspect his prey. White hair flew out behind it as it knelt down, making it's odd tattoo seem to glow...