This story isn't an easy one to tell, especially in the beginning. All I know is that every beginning to stories like these bombs. So, I'm just gonna tell it the way I remember it happening. And speaking of bombs, that's where I'll start. It began on the first summer's night in downtown Gotham, in a big explosion…
Fire raised above the tops of the old warehouse building, just as an annoying pest of Gotham, Frankie Napier, runs out of the building with two big lugs to his car. They jump in and begin to drive away. Frankie looks back and sighs, "That outta stop that mangy pest! Who does he think he is anyway? A crazy man dressed as a rodent; that's depressing! Anyways, this is my city, soon enough, and then he won't be able to do anything about it!"
Just as Frankie spit those words out of his mouth, a black fist punched through the roof of the car, causing the driver to swerve on the road. Shuddering in terror of the black knight, Frankie got out his gun as the courageous hero pried open the roof. Frankie took three shots, only causing the dark one to flinch, nothing more.
Suddenly, the hero reached in and grabbed Frankie and drew him close, gruffly saying, "I'll let you off easy Napier. Come with me quietly and I'll make sure Gordon gives you a nice jail cell with only one cellmate!"
"Thanks for the offer rodent, but I'm un-amused with you!" Frankie punched his attacker in the face multiple times, finally causing him to fall back causing the driver to hit the wheel hard. Now unconscious, the driver has no control over the car, causing it to head in the direction of the pier, ultimately into the water surrounding Gotham.
The dark knight looks over his shoulder at this, and he quickly pulls himself out of the top of the car. With the switch of the button on his belt, his wings spread wide and he took one last look at Frankie and said, "Hopefully the bottom of Gotham River is more amusing to you Napier!" and then he flew off.
Turning towards the front of the car, Frankie screamed as he and his associates found themselves falling off of the pier face-first into the river. The drop was so steep, that the impact from hitting the water killed them instantly.
Standing on a roof building nearby, Batman sighs and thinks to himself, 'Another one dead. Why is it these guys never want to settle for jail? Most of these crime lords are crazier than I am.'
Seeing the bat signal in the sky, Batman goes off, defending someone else in the night.
Far away from there, in New York City, another warehouse in inhibited with people. One man is standing high on a catwalk above the great mixtures of chemicals, smiling triumphantly at his cohorts who are down below the mix holders over the dead policemen's bodies.
But then, from out of the shadows, a woman with a gun walks slowly towards the man on the catwalk, "Hands in the air Jack!" she yells at him.
Realizing who she was, Jack did as she says and smiles, "Took you long enough to find me ey darlin'?"
"Shut up," she snaps, "You deserve to die for the mayhem you caused. Not only here tonight, but also on your other little escapades!"
Jack only laughs hysterically, which the woman hates. Then he leans over to her and whispers, "You're the one in the mousetrap, darlin'!"
With a wave of his finger, Jack's men began to fire at the woman, causing her to duck low. Taking out another gun, she jumps up and begins to shoot down at them. She hits two, and the rest flee from the scene as cop sirens blare in the distance.
Putting one gun back on her belt, she turns back to Jack, who backhands her to the floor. Aggravated, she takes her leg and kicks him in the groin. As Jack winces, the girl stands up and punches him over and over. Finally, Jack rests his head on the railing and screams out for mercy.
Hesitantly, the girl thinks a moment, and then says, "Alright, fine! I'll spare your pathetic life and give you to the cops!"
Suddenly, Jack turns his bloody face towards her and sneers, "I don't think so!" and in a flash, he pulls her gun from her belt and shoots her in the side. Falling to the ground, the girl breathes heavily in pain. Looking up at the loony, she asks him, "You only gave me a flesh wound; why?"
Jack, clicking the gun again, simply states, "My dear, you have been avery bothersome pest this past month and I've decided: I'm going to torture you until youbeg for me to kill you! That's I promise I will keep!"
Raising the gun back up, he laughs hysterically at her. Raging, the girl picks up her other gun, aiming it at his grinning face, "Only in Hell!" and shoots him in the face. Because of her wound, her aim if off; only leaving Jack in a world of pain with a wound to his face. The pain is so great that he loses his balance, and falls backwards over the railing down into one of the great tanks of a green chemical. Picking herself up, the girl looks over the railing down into the tub of the powerful chemical, not seeing one bubble appear.