Disclaimer: I do not own any DC Characters including Batman, Superman or anyone else. They all belong to their respected authors. As for Haley Brown, He's my original Character.

Foreword from the Author: Not even a week and I got three chapters. Maybe I'll burn myself out but that's being pessimistic. Hopefully by the time with little series is over I'll have gotten the hang of writing for a massive crowd. Before I do get to writing I think it's about time I started filling in the gaps to the reasons Haley is really in Gotham, so I'm dedicating this chapter to reflecting on the previous events that put Haley in his position.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories

The Adventures of Haley Brown

Part Three: Haley Brand Vigilantism (Now with 10 Extra!)

Haley sat idle on his bed three stories above street level. Uncle James had made it clear for Haley not to go outside unless he was accompanied by Babs or Uncle James or Aunt Sara. Haley loathed being cooped up like a bird in his third story cage. His only contact with the outside world was on the rooftop. He never went out after dark (Crazed moving shadows that drop out of no where and can practically fly! No Thanks!), but he spent the next few days sitting on it looking out over the smog choked Gotham. Things for him had went down to a pit so he stayed optimistic with the thought of things only getting better from here on out.

He got up off the bed, opened the doors to the roof and went on out. A nice gust of September air greeted him. His brown hair whipped back in the wind and his eyes watered a little through the gust. Haley went out over the edge and let his feet dangle. He began to recollect his reasoning behind coming here. All those nasty memories he left 310 miles away.

4 months ago…

"Roger! He can't sit here all year and not do a damn thing! He needs to go to college as fast as he can!" His mother yelled.

"Dear, the kid needs a break. You know how stressful it was for him during High school!" His dad shouted back.

"He's a strong boy, he'll get over it!" She answered.

"Honey, we lost our Family Friend and our son lost an actual Grown-Up friend in a shooting!" He shot back, "A shooting he witnessed!"

"Damn you Roger! He's 19 now! I can't stand and watch him throw his life away for a year just because he needs a break!" His mom whined, "When will I get a break! HUH!"

His dad had the dignity not to respond to that and turned his back on her and went into the den. She was sitting in the kitchen. From Haley's point at the bottom of the steps in his basement he sat down. This was the third night they argued about his decision to take a little break from school to get himself together again. He was sort of happy that his dad came to his defense but at the same time not since he brought up some nasty memories.

His dad was right, he did witness his Family Friend and father figure get shot right in front of him. More to the point, he also saw his favorite teacher get gunned down while they were at his home during Christmas. That wasn't the life changing event for Haley though. That came after; when Haley found that mother of all curses Hoody he still wore. That Hoody brought Haley more then just a fashion statement; it became Haley's life in most ways.

The Hoody was made by the school teacher and retired Meta-Physiologist, Dr. Conner Evans. Haley and Him shared like minds in that they both enjoyed physics as a life style rather then some hobby. At his Funeral, Haley was a pall bearer and was the one to lower Dr. Evans into his grave. He thought of burying the Hoody with Dr. Evans had Haley not found the note. That note was what pushed him to play Vigilante all through High School. He stood up for the little kids, the girls, the guys, and all the rest who were stepped on just like him. Haley rose in infamy as the one to knockout a football captain with one punch; no one saw him put on the brass knuckles.

Haley's Hoody pocket was what made him Hoody Boy. That pocket was the tier of Meta-Physics; a dimension inside an enclosed Area, all for Haley. Dr. Evans worked with the United States government for 40 years in all sorts of levels. His final project was the pocket Haley now wore. Seeing that the government might pervert his ultimate project, Dr. Evans quit taking his genius with him. The government gave Dr. Evans a US Mint printing press with plates to keep him quiet. What they didn't tell him was they were going to send a low rate assassin who just found alcohol to kill him. He busted down Dr. Evans house door and killed him and Mitchell Priest on Christmas Eve.

The Assassin had made two mistakes that night. One, He didn't kill Haley, and Two, He didn't expect Haley's reaction… That very night after Haley left the police station, his life in shambles, his mind a wreck; he made a vow to not rest till he got personal justice. With His father's revolver, a good lead and a death wish, Haley found the Assassin in a hotel just outside of town. When he opened the door thinking it was room service, Haley pulled the trigger with the steady hand of a stone cold killer. The last thing he ever saw was Haley driving a bullet through his forehead with the cruelest look he'd ever seen. Haley wiped the gun down, put it in the Assassin's hand and turned around. Haley bashed his forehead hard enough to cause a concussion. In court the evidence pointed to self defense and that was the ruling. Haley had honored his vow but he was never to be rid of his guilt.

For his entire freshman year, Haley took mental notes of people; their personalities, their habits and the people they picked on to get a rise out of. Haley was also picked on and was in a few fights of his own, all for the better.

Sophomore year was when the entire High School Population was rocked. Haley made his first attack by dethroning the popular jocks. The football captain's ego never recovered from what Haley inflicted on him. Next were the popular rich kids who believed the middle and lower class people were about as useful as scum. For Haley, this meant making dirty look good. Black mail and extortion were the top ones on his list. His last person on his personal list was one kid whom he'd wage war with till the end of senior year; Jeff Andrews. The two of them were exact opposites and to that they could never bring the other one down. Jeff was rich beyond people's wildest dreams and he showed it off in every way shape and form. Haley was rich but he never rolled around in it or showed off because he knew better. Because of this their personalities clashed time and again.

Haley came out of his nostalgia for the past when he heard something break upstairs. He pushed himself off the wall and sat in a chair; He really needed to get out of here and chill out for a little bit. He could leave the house, his friends had left him, his girl friend betrayed him and Andrews of course wanted Haley's head on a pike. The only Haley could do was sit around, watch TV till his ears bled and then just do it all over again. This went on till one week ago, when Uncle James called. Before Haley left the house he made another promise to himself. He'd not get involved again, Hoody Boy was dead and he needed to stay that way.

Haley pushed back from the roof and reached into his pocket. He removed a pair of very high tech looking goggles and stared at them. Even though Hoody Boy might be dead, his legacy, his friends, and his story would exist in Haley forever as a marker. These goggles were from a nice female Hero in Evan City's little brother Knights Town. She could put MacGyver to shame with some of her Tech. These goggles were her Christmas present to Haley before they took down the mob. Haley looked at them with a half cocked grin and put them back in his pocket. He walked back inside and shut the doors.

"Looks like my situation isn't getting much better." Haley thought, "Ah well. I'll figure out something…I always do."