Batman 3000:
Descendent of Bats
In the year 30XX superheroes have replaced law enforcement in keeping the peace on earth. Unfortunately the superheroes of today are preoccupied with alien invasion and other super villain activities. This means that the lawless run rampant throughout the world, especially the criminals in Gotham city.
Michael Wayne has come home from college for the summer. While living in California was no paradise, Gotham in comparison looked like a tornado had smashed into the entire city ten times over. Gotham had a history of criminal activity, but every since the policemen were abolished it seemed as if everyone turned into a criminal. It saddened his heart. He had heard tales of how beautiful Gotham city was even in its darkest hour, but now there was no light to keep out the darkness, there was no hope.
Michael Wayne's limousine arrives at his family's old mansion. Michael's robotic butler named Alfred Pennyworth, who was named after his ancestor Bruce Wayne's butler, opens the door for him. Sometimes Michael can not even tell if Alfred is a robot or not. His external features are just like those of a human. He has skin, eyes, hands, and feet. His interior structure consists of artificial organs that look and act the same as real internal organs. Alfred even has a built in personality.
"Welcome home sir," Alfred bows with respect. "Would you take my baggage to my room Alfred."
"Of course sir," Alfred responds. Michael begins to walk to his room. He walks through the house until he stops at one of his favorite portraits of his ancestor, Bruce Wayne. Throughout his life Bruce had built hospitals, homeless shelters, and free clinics. Bruce had dedicated his life to helping the citizens of this city. It was sad that all of his accomplishments had come to this.
"Starring at the portrait again sir."
"Yes Alfred."
"Come now Master Wayne, there is no need to be dark and dreary. How was your stay at the University of California?"
"It was fine Alfred. How is my father?"
"Still working on the construction of the Earth Shield Defense System. If I may sir, I suggest that you go to sleep? You had a long trip and you need your rest."
"I suppose you're right. It is getting late. I'll be going to my room then." Michael Wayne retreats to his room, hoping that tomorrow will be a better day. "That boy needs a purpose in life," said the robot.
In the morning Alfred knocks on the door of Michael's room with a breakfast tray. "Master Wayne, may I come in? I have your breakfast ready." Alfred knocks on the door once more. "Sir, I am coming in." The robot opens the door to the bedroom to find no one there. "Oh dear, he must have went on another one of his morning walks."
As Michael walked he looked at the city. It was covered in graffiti. The city almost looked better in the dark than in the night. Then he heard a scream from a woman. Appalling, thought Michael, the criminals don't even stop in the daylight. Michael walked into the hallway where he heard the scream. He saw a man grabbing a woman trying to take her purse. Michael walked up to the burglar and grabbed his arm throwing him into a wall. Unlike the many pretend vigilantes that roamed this city at night Michael actually knew how to fight. During his time in California, Michael had trained his body to physical perfection and he was trained in several forms of karate.
The criminal frantically searched his jacket and pulled out a black object. Michael may have known the art of karate, but he didn't know how to dodge a bullet. The masked man pulled the trigger.
BANG!!! Suddenly darkness enveloped Michael and then he was unconscious.