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: Like I said in my last one, 1 or two a week. I didn't state that'd be bare minimum pretty much. For the most part I've had to get myself a note book to keep track of the story arcs I've devised in my head. So far it's this one and two more but I'm working pretty hard to actually come around with original bad guys that stem a little darker then your regular basket cases of Gotham city.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc Two, Part Two: Hoods and Bats

Haley stepped into a pawn shop. The owner was a fence that just got out of jail; Perfect for a stool pigeon. Haley went up to the gate and looked at a short plump Mexican.

"Can I help you homes?" He asked in a thick Spanish accent.

"Yeah I'm looking for someone. Has a thing for snatching people off the street." Haley went in directly.

"I don't know who the hell you're talking about homes." The Mexican answered.

Haley pulled out a Desert Eagle .50 Caliber and casually pointed it at the Mexican, "Don't make this get anymore serious then it already is." Haley answered pulling back the hammer.

The Mexican took a step back as he looked down the barrel, "Alright Homes, Jesus Christ. I don't know any names but rumors say they hang out at some Nightclub over in Miller Square."

Haley lowered the handgun and smiled, "Thanks muchacho."

He stepped outside and checked the chamber, no bullets. Haley walked to a payphone and snatched it up. Across town in the Commissioner's office the phone did its jingle.

"Commissioner Gordon speaking…" Uncle Jim answered cradling the phone between his ear and shoulder.

"Hey Uncle, It's me. Listen, I got a lead on the guys, he said something about Asians in Liberty Square. What gang territory is that?"

"Think its Triads but I'm unsure. Who snitched?" Uncle Jim asked.

"Just a plump Mexican who just got parole." Haley muttered, "Gotta go, trails still fresh."

Uncle Jim hung up the phone and sighed. He didn't know why but he had the strangest feeling Haley might pull this off without Batman's help. Then again the man knew what he wanted to know; hopefully he didn't spot Haley yet.

"Hey Spaldoni!" He yelled, "Get some cops over to Liberty Square will you?"

"Why Boss what's going on?" Spaldoni asked sticking his head in.

"Just gut feelings, send two patrol cars over there will you?" Uncle Jim ordered.

Haley opened the door to the cab and stepped out into the square. People rushed back in forth, mostly Asian but white people were apparent as well. Haley cut through the crowd and eyed the only apparent nightclub in the vicinity; The Lucky Dragon. Haley couldn't but laugh just a little bit.

"Not so lucky." Haley said walking towards it.

The leather padded door swung open wide and hit the wall. Haley walked in like an old fashion cowboy, his gaze still steely even at this sight. Women swung around on polls nude. His entrance killed the mood rather quick as all eyes trained on him. Haley heard the clicks from the guys removing their guns. Haley pulled his hands out of his pockets and held them up.

"Just here for a good time…" Haley explained.

The tension started dropping slowly as Haley walked farther into the snake pit. He took a seat at the bar and kept to himself.

"You oughta leave kid…" The Bartender said low.

"I came here for info man." Haley said looking at him, "Humor me…"

"That depends on what info you want?" The Bartender asked.

"Kidnappings. An anon pointed me to here, I'm here on behalf of my boss. He wants his girl back, I came to collect." Haley bluffed.

"What's she look like?" The Bartender asked.

"Blonde, little younger then me, round six foot." Haley narrowed his eyes.

"We got a lot of girls but the boss doesn't like someone walking into our bar asking questions and acting all bullshit. Sorry kid but you're becoming an example…" The bartender pulled a gun and pointed it right between Haley's eyes.

The whole bar rumbled with clicks as half the patrons pulled out some form of a ballistic weapon. Haley turned around and looked at each one of them.

"Dude, I'm asking you not to force me…" Haley was cut of as he pulled back the hammer.

"Typical American kid thinking he is all big and bad…" The Bartender answered.

"I apologize in advance for your nose…" Haley said putting his hands in his pocket.

He yanked out his goggles and a flash bang grenade. He pulled the pin when he grasped it in his pocket. It hit the ground as Haley pulled down the goggles and cover his ears. The grenade went off with a crack of piercing light and sound. Haley pulled the goggles up and looked as the whole club cried in pain, disoriented to an extreme. Haley grabbed the back of the bartender's head and slammed it on the bar breaking his nose.

"Now, I want to know about the blonde!" Haley yelled.

"Cries I don't know…" He said between his wails of total pain.

"Now 'I don't know' is not what I'm looking for. WHERE IS SHE!" Haley shouted getting ready to smash his head on the bar again, "And I swear I you give me the run around I'll put your sorry ass in a coma…"

"Go into the back, a lot of guys have been going back there recently." He whined.

Haley let got of him and walked past through the door. He looked back at the people and shook his head. Haley pulled out another flash bang and set it on the bar and turned a time delay switch set for 2 minutes from now. He then proceeded through the door in the back. He didn't know what gave it away more, the giant pad lock or the guard who looked at him. Haley pulled a mug and threw it right at the guy without giving a sign of attack and plugged him in the head. The guy reached for his gun after the mug forced him to turn. He stared at Haley who pulled back the hammer and fired. The guard smashed into the wall and slid down. High Velocity Impact Rubber Bullet, the main ammo Haley had to use because he promised no mess.

Haley searched the guard and found the key and removed the lock. He tossed it in the trash and pulled the door open. He was greeted with a rush of hot air and the many smells of sweat. Haley walked down the steps into the dank basement. He pulled down his goggles and switched them on. The dark basement took on a grayish green hue. In the corner women and men lay bound and gagged on the floor. He looked around the wall for a light switch. He pulled off his goggles and flipped it.

Haley took a step back, "Mother of God…"

Cards, lots and lots of cards, a table, a microscope, the thing that made Haley step back; a chair, a wicked looking one at that. He heard a loud cry from upstairs, which meant the second flash bang had gone off. Haley raced up the stairs and back into the bar. He shoved the crying bartender to the floor and grabbed the phone.

"Uncle Jim! Get cars down to the Lucky Dragon nightclub right now!" Haley yelled.

"I've got two units there right now. Get out Haley; I don't want new reporters crawling over some vigilante mess." Uncle Jim ordered.

"Gotta scram…" Haley hung up the phone.

He wrote a note on the bar and ran out the back door as fast as he could. Haley raced up the fire escape and went roof hopping till he couldn't run any farther. He rolled onto the roof and breathed heavily.

"What do you call that?"

Haley looked up, his blood ran cold which in this case was refreshing but not for long. The sun was setting, Haley was getting stupid but he forgave himself for the situation.

"Don't make me repeat myself…"

"I call that an investigation…" Haley said breathlessly, he looked at the dark man, "And who do I call you? Darkwing Dave?"

"My name is Batman…" Batman said in the darkest tone Haley had heard in his life.

"Okay…well if you don't mind I have to go…" Haley said getting up.

"One more step and I'll put you down." Batman threatened.

"Can it Bats, I got places to be. The Commissioner warned me to keep from you as best I could." Haley started walking, "I intend to do so."

"Don't you dare walk away from me!" He yelled after Haley.

Haley kept on walking; Batman pulled out a batarang and threw it with blinding speed at Haley. It struck him in the shoulder and sent him crashing to the rooftop. He stared at Batman's boot as he looked down on Haley.

"This is my city…" Batman said, "You don't enter MY city with out MY permission."

"It's a free country and I can go where ever I want no one to stop me." Haley said pushing himself up, "Now, if you don't mind Batman… I've gotta go find the mad hatter…"

Haley walked away from Batman, leaving him on the rooftop alone, his cape flapping in the wind.