Disclaimers: I do not own Batman/Bruce Wayne, Alfred, Lucius, or the Gordon family and I never will. Crispus Allen and Renee Montoya all belong to the DC Universe. They are from Batman Gotham Knight the animated movie and in the novelization.

A/N: Whew, hard work. The Olympics are quite disruptive to my writing mind. Gotta keep on writing, but man – I won't stop rooting for my country especially Michael Phelps and Aaron Peirsol. Aaron Peirsol successfully defended his title! I hope Michael Phelps gets all eight, but who knows? Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I hope you review because they keep me going! Opinions and criticism are appreciated in them!

Summary: Gordon and Batman rely on each other, but when a threat is against Gordon's family Gordon must rely on Bruce Wayne. What will happen? Will Gordon notice the mysterious disappearances? Post Dark Knight

Loyal Friends – Hidden Beginnings

Lt. Crispus Allen and Detective Renee Montoya looked at the mutilated body in front of Gotham's well known monuments.

The victim was a male. He was naked and his skin was cut an inch a part all over. His blue eyes were open; completely dead looking but strangely bright.

A handprint was on his torso, and the ink was blood, but it didn't look from the victim's body.

Ever since Gordon was promoted to the role Commissioner, Crispus moved on from detective to lead lieutenant in the Major Crimes Unit.

They both missed Gordon dearly, but they were glad that someone who really deserved the acting role as leader of the police was in that role.

Montoya bent down on her knees as she put on her gloves looking at the body.

She shook her head at the sight. It was one of the most gruesome she had ever seen.

"Disgusting…" Allen said as he put back his notepad in his pocket.

"Deftly done…clean…even with the handprint…" Montoya said. "Does this look familiar to ya?"

Allen shook his head. "Nah, this is sadly new – at least to me. You?"

"Same," was the simply answer.

They both turned to the medical examiner Ryan.

"Each cut quickly but neatly down…" he said. "Most likely made from a pocketknife."

Montoya let out a big sigh.

She had a feeling that this case wouldn't be an easy one.

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Bruce Wayne's putt veered into the hole on the twelve green.

His companions the CEO of Wayne Industries Lucius Fox, the tall balding Nikolas Wilsom III, shipping magnate; and Grayson Byron the heir to the Vanderakaay fortune.

They smiled jointly as Wayne made his shot.

"Improvement done." Byron mentioned.

Lucius laughed. "Indeed…" He grinned at Bruce. "You've come along way since the Marshall Invitation."

Bruce shook his head at his companions' joking.

"You guys are never going to let that go aren't you?" he asked; joining in their good humor.

"Well, we wouldn't want you to forget you first failure." Nikolas joked.

They all started walking to the thirteenth.

"Did you meet Cobblepot?" Lucius asked.

Grayson nodded. "And is he as short as many said he was?"

Wayne smiled. "Yes, I've met him." He glanced at Wilsom. "With Nikolas in fact."

Nikolas smiled back in agreement. "Short and wide set. Got a beak on him like a -"

"Penguin!" the others simultaneously said.

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Jimmy Gordon Junior smiled as he looked at the gift Batman gave him.

It was a bat-shaped blade.

Batman left a note:

Hear you're a fan.

Batman

Jimmy smiled at the Batarang; proud that he was one of the few people that really knew that Batman wasn't a menace to Gotham.

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He watched as Barbara the Second played with her new toys.

Anticipation grew in his mind.

His first kill went great.

The art of it was almost perfect.

A smile came upon his face as he saw a teddy bear in little Barbara's arms.

"Little bear...little life…little girl…"

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TBC

End-note: On to write more of Perfect. I hope you update this week. I am working on it. Reviews are appreciated!