This is based on Batman Begins and I will try to stick to the movie but I love Batman: TAS and may slip up a little. I just want to say thanks for the reviews in my previous stories. Sorry for my long absence, my classes have really been hard this semester and I had writers block with my last story which I'm sorry to say will remain unfinished for now.

Disclaimer: WB owns the rights to the Batman characters in this story. The idea is mine. I will possibly be introducing an original character later in the story as well.


Silent Knight: Chapter 1 – Loose

December 12th

A killer is loose in my city, one that is careful and knows how to vanish. Already this killer has taken three lives, at the moment the killings appear to be at random, without pattern. But this is never the case, a pattern will appear, a pattern always appears. The Killer will eventually get sloppy; I just hope this killer slips up sooner than later. The Killer favors a sneak attack, grabbing the victim from behind and cleanly slices their neck…

The Bat Signal distracts him from his thoughts as it lights up the sky, he moves from his crouched position to the edge of the ledge he was standing on. The snow falling from his cape and cowl where it had piled up while he was motionless, his breath coming out in white clouds. Reaching under his cape he pulls a grapple and fires it at a near by roof. He leaps off the ledge, his cape fluttering in the wind behind him. There are few moments of real joy in his life since that awful night many years ago and he has come to relish the freedom of flying through the air. For a few moments The Mission, as Alfred has come to call it, is pushed to the back of his mind. For a few moments he enjoys the rush of wind in his partially masked face.

A few minutes later he lands on the Police Department's roof and flips off the spotlight. Jim Gordon spins around with a surprised and annoyed look on his face. Quickly recovering he opens a folder that he was holding in his hand.

"We might have caught a break." Gordon pulls a photo from the folder and continues. "A security camera caught what we think is our serial killer in the act."

"Another one?" His low voice growled with a hint of anger.

"Yeah, behind a strip joint over on 57th. The male victim was a junior scientist working for GothCorp. About 34 years old." Gordon pulled another photo from the folder, this one showing the man on the ground with a huge knife cut on his neck and blood all around his body.

Looking back at the first picture, it shows the killer grabbing the victim from behind. He looked to be a white male in his late 20's, shaved head. Not much more could be made out from the low quality picture.

"I'll see what I can do" He handed the photos back to Gordon.

Batman turned and leapt from the roof, his cape billowing out behind him like a parachute. Seconds later he landed next to "the Batmobile", Alfred had started calling all his crime fighting tools bat-something. For as serious as the old man was, he did have a funny sense of humor.

About ten months ago he had anencounter with a group of smugglers, one of the smugglers shot an antitank missile as he drove up and had destroyed the Tumbler. He had been able to get away from the vehicle in time to escape with no injuries, but the car had been a total loss.

He and Alfred had started from scratch and had designed a vehicle that was sleeker and faster than the tumbler. It was based on a Lamborghini with a custom built racing engine, bulletproof glass, Kevlar reinforced tires and of course it was painted black.

He powered on the car and checked the displays that connected the car to the cave. He had a search running on the cave's super computers for anything that could possibly be related to this case. He entered the additional information he had learned from Gordon and widened the search to surrounding large cities. He hoped that his killer had left a trail.

Closing the remote connection he started his patrol through his city starting close to the killers last known location. By 4 am he had stopped four muggings and a jewelry heist but had found no new clues. The snow outside was starting to come down harder, crime tends to slow down when the weather gets rough.

Frustrated he slid the car into a 180 and headed for the cave.

The cave had been enlarged after Ra's had burned it to the ground. It now housed a massive computer cluster with multiple displays, a full gym, a workshop with various prototype equipment laying around and a hanger with an unfinished jet that he was still assembling.

He pulled into the cave with a screech of tires and jumped out onto the Batmobile's turntable, which was quietly rotating the car into its launch position. He walked over to the computer array and stripped off his mask, gloves and cape letting them flutter to the ground.

The elevator door opened and Alfred stepped out with a tray of hot food. He crossed the vast open area to the computer station.

"I take it did not go so well tonight." Alfred said as he put the tray down and picked up the fallen costume bits that were dropped on the ground.

"No" Bruce took a bite of the roast duck that was steaming on the silver plate as he pulled up a detailed report of the killed victims. First was a librarian, then a stockbroker, third a local politician and now a junior scientist.

"It just doesn't add up Alfred, why these people? He specifically targets people to take out."

"I thought you said it was random."

"That's what the police said but this man is good at killing and he calculating. He doesn't do anything random." Bruce said as he brought up a map of the crime scene locations.

"Have these people ever met? Anything common between them?" The older man asked.

"No. As far as I can tell they have never met, at least officially. It's possible that one of the witnesses was lying and they had met. But even still there is no trace of an relationship."

Bruce sighed and stood. The clock over the computer said 4:52 AM.

"Might I suggest a good nights sleep sir? Maybe in the morning things will be more clear" Alfred said as he picked up the tray of half eaten food.

Bruce nodded and walked toward the shower that they had installed in the cave.


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