Three nights earlier, the city glistened in the pale moonlight above. Watching the world around him from a nearby rooftop, the Batman appeared. A lot has changed in these last few years. He was no longer considered a criminal, but a force of good to all of Gotham. Although to some, the Dark Knight was no different from that of the trash he cleans off the streets. But things change, and soon will the city, starting tonight. The great Carmine Falcone has returned to Gotham, and he's hungry for blood. In under a week since reclaiming control of his corporation, he's become more powerful than his son Alberto could ever be. It was no doubt Falcone would continue to rise until all of Gotham belonged to him. Thus enters the Batman, who managed to track Falcone down to his safe house by the Gotham docks. It was a large warehouse, with the roof guarded by snipers, and the ground covered with armed thugs. This wasn't going to be easy, but then again, nothing ever is. Batman glides down from his position upon an apartment roof and lands behind a large patch of crates, which appeared with unmarked shipping labels plastered on the sides of them. It seemed Falcone was back in arms smuggling, but with who? Guess he'll have to ask the old man himself once he gets inside. The Caped Crusader easily blended into the darkness, taking out all armed thugs in a silent strike of attacks. Next were the snipers, still unknown to the vigilante's arrival. Using the now modified hook claw, which he first obtained from his fight against the assassin Deathstroke last year, Batman fires a single shot at one of the sniper's arms, grappling its second hook around the other sniper in a matter of seconds, ending their night with a quick tug, slamming both heads together. Seemed like a fine well job, but the hard stuff hadn't even begun yet. The Dark Knight activates an open com link on his cowl, allowing feed to his intel and faithful butler, Alfred Pennyworth.

Batman: Alfred.

Alfred: Yes Master Bruce?

Batman: Run all known crimes pertaining to Carmine Falcone up to his return to Gotham. Something doesn't feel right.

Alfred: As you wish sir…hmmm…. nothing seems to be pulling up sir.

Batman: Carmine couldn't have regained power so quickly. Cross that with all know aliases from the criminal database.

Alfred: Yes sir…sir, again there's nothing here. This is Carmine we're talking about. Its no question he'd vanish every trace of himself when he left Gotham. Why is this such a concern?

Batman: Alberto Falcone has tried everything to become his father's superior. He wouldn't give up power just because the old man decided to show his face again. He was tired of living in his shadow.

Alfred: What are you saying?

Batman: I'm saying old man Falcone does anything to show who's in charge, even if it means harming his son.

The Dark Knight slowly walked in the warehouse, hearing mumbled voices from a nearby air shaft. Falcone wasn't much of a risk taker. He had to play this out as quiet as possible. Batman takes out a remote control batarang and hurls it into the shaft, moving it slowly against the other opening end.

Batman: Alfred, activate the speakers. Let's see what Falcone is up to.

Alfred: Setting sound frequency to the cowl now sir.

There was static, but it wasn't long until it slowly changed to the sound of deep voices. He knew that voice. It was the voice of the man in charge himself.

Carmine: (Static)….. You've been a thorn in my…. (Static)… for too long…..(Static)…. I've been waiting a long time for this. After tonight, Gotham will see what you really are…a worthless scumbag who can't win his own battles. He needs Batman…or McKeever to hold his hand. Isn't that right, Mr. District Attorney?

Batman: Dent….

Harvey: You won't get away with this Falcone! You'll be put in jail for the rest of your miserable life, at least what left of it you still have.

Carmine: SHUT UP!

Harvey: AGH!

Carmine: By the time I'm done with you, that pretty face of yours will need a lot of work.

Goon: Boss! Boss!

He sounded out of breath. That didn't sound good. Batman runs over to a different vent and rips it open, crawling through to avoid detection as he continues to listen to Falcone's conversation.

Carmine: What the hell are you talking about!?

Goon: It's a mess out there. He took them all out like they were nothing!

Carmine: How is that freak still breathing!? Alberto couldn't get anything done right! Double the search! Find the Batman and bring me his corpse!

Crawling deeper through the vents, Batman could hear the sound of doors being slammed open. Through one of the openings he could see Dent, being chained in a large steel wired fence next to a familiar looking sight. It was none other than Alberto Falcone, dripping in sweat, blood, and bruises.

Harvey: When the Batman comes to free me, you'll wish you'd stay in bed this morning!

Alberto: This is ridiculous! You're all traitors!

Goon: Quiet! The both of you!

Batman slowly leaps out of the opening and ducks for cover, watching as the thugs walk around the fence. He quickly throws down a smoke bomb and goes to work, starting off by disarming two thugs caught in the middle of it and hurling a third thug in using the bat claw. With a final wave of punches and kicks, all three goons were unconscious in front of the cage.

Harvey: Batman! More are coming!

He looks over to see the door shaking. They were trying to get in. The Dark Knight quickly grapples up to cover and makes a quick scan of the area from a bat's point of view. Four thugs, all armed. This was going to be too easy. He glides down on top of one and knocks out another with a quick flick to the head by a batarang. The other two see him and open fire, as Batman runs down a pathway surrounded by weapon crates.

Goon: We got him on the run!

But once they get there, he was no where in sight. Unaware to them, Batman was stalking the two from above, smiling as he activates his shock gauntlets. He jumps down between the two and grabs them by the necks, surging their bodies with electricity until they appear unconscious. It seemed over, as the Dark Knight made his way back to the fence. But as he prepared to open the chained door, a voice was heard from the intercom.

Carmine: I'd be lying if I didn't say I was impressed Batman, but you're far from finishing this little journey of yours! Dent is mine, and I'm just warming up.

Harvey: The bastard….

Batman: Hold on, I'll get you outta this.

He easily frees Harvey from his restraints, however leaving Alberto trapped.

Alberto: Get me outta here! I have to be free!

Batman: The weapons…. where did you get em?

Alberto: Go to hell you son of a….

Before he could finish that sentence, Batman sucker punches the young mob boss to the jaw.

Alberto: AGH! BASTARD! You….YOU KNOCKED MY TOOTH OUT!

Batman: There's more to come if you don't cooperate.

Alberto: OK! The old man has a guy on it…..he gives him the guns, we give him protection…

Batman: Protection from what?

Alberto: What do I look like? The old man himself? NOW GET ME OUTTA THIS STUPID THING! He'll die for what he's taken from me!

Harvey: You should've known this would happen to you Al. Especially since your run in with Penguin.

Alberto: I worked…. I slaved to make this empire…. but does Carmine appreciate it? NO! He can burn for all I care!

Batman: You can share a cell with him in Arkham. I'm getting you outta here Harvey. You'll be safer with GCPD.

Harvey: I'm not leaving without Falcone. Don't you get it? We take out him, so will the mob.

Batman: Don't be an idiot Harvey. You'll get yourself killed.

As they talked, more men were making their way for them.

Batman: Footsteps…..Harvey hide in that air shaft!

Before he makes his way to scope the area, Batman grabs Alberto by the neck and quietly gives him a message.

Batman: Talk and you'll be eating out of a tube!

Alberto: I don't…care anymore…

Batman: Good answer, enjoy your nap.

He knocks Alberto out in a single punch, then proceeds to a vantage point to scan his next batch of victims. Three this time, carrying heavy artillery. One in particular had a minigun. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to try out a new weapons technique. Batman takes out a batarang and sprays it with his explosive gel. He then carefully throws it into the barrel of the minigun, getting the thugs attention.

Thug: Huh? HEY! THERE HE IS!

Before he could fire, the Dark Knight activates the detonator, causing the whole gun to explode, knocking out all three guards in the process of the impact. Now that the goons were taken care of once more, Batman proceeded to escort Dent out of the building. However, he was no where in sight of the vent. The worst had come true. Dent went out to stop Carmine on his own, and without the Batman's help, it wouldn't be long until the lawyer meets his own end.