"Did all of you do as instructed?" , a slightly melancholy mechanical voice spoke on all sides if three figures. The three figures stood in the following order; one a slender female figure with long wavy hair, the next was a male tall in stature baring muscles in each arm nearly the size of a fully grown human, the final was a short plump male wearing a top hat.
The massive man growled while crossing his arms, "We held our part of the bargain to the tee. When will you hold up your end?"
"Was what I asked sent as instructed?"
The plump male snickered, "Of course, it was too easy to take what you requested. It should be arriving to you any time now."
"Was he injected?"
The female gave a shrug, "I did what I am best at."
"Excellent work, and for your service you are to be rewarded." , the three smirked to one another at this point but their looks went to an appearance of fury as he continued, "I will see to it that you are each placed in the best cells Arkham has to offer."
Out of the walls on their sides restraints shot out wrapping around each of their feet, and arms leaving the three collapsing onto their stomachs. "No one does this to Bane!" He flexed his muscles at full strength in attempt to break the cords, but was greeted with a powerful electric shock causing the male to scream out in pain.
"I suggest that none of you fight. The more you fight, the more intense the surge will become. These were custom made for each and every one of your talents, to counter any action that may be taken. Even the floor under your feet, roof, and walls was made to prevent your escape."
The room began vibrating as a revving sound was heard, and each of the criminals was thrown against the back wall, "I must apologize if any of you are injured. What had appeared to be an abandoned warehouse was simply a vehicle with the wheels and components that would give it away hidden. In fact, most of what appeared to be parts of the warehouse has fallen away and sealed all of you away into a vehicle the size of a basic minivan."
The female gave a small laugh, "Well played, I am not sure that even the Batman himself could have apprehended all three of us simultaneously. Don't think this is the last time you have heard from us. Eventually we will be out and when we do… well it just won't be a good day to be you. Sure, we may not know your identity, but we will learn, and your deceit will be justly punished."
A man with messy hair, a wrinkled white shirt, and blue jeans sat with his bare feet directly on a stool as he was arched forward peering down into a microscope. As he did so, the male occasionally jotted down notes on a small notepad at his side. "Definitely a Caucasian male, blue eyes, black hair, he must also be wealthy in order to create all the things he does for his crime fighting. Apprehending him in everyday life will prove little to nothing… there is a 97.6 percent chance this blood sample may be incorrect. I shall run this blood through the police records in effort to match the identity to which it belongs to. Regardless he will need to be taken in for questioning. . Watari?"
An elderly man wearing a tuxedo stepped over to the young man's side, "Do you require assistance?"
"I need something sweet, plenty of sugar. Surprise me Watari."
"At once", Watari took a bow and left the room.
I must capture Batman fully geared, cloak, cowl, utility belt, and all in order to truly defeat him. Otherwise, it can all be put as circumstantial evidence. Must it come down to unmasking him personally in order the close this case?
L lifted a printed out sheet at his left and skimmed over a list of name and stopped at one particular name, Bruce Wayne of Wayne Enterprises. If indeed he is Batman his arrest will shake Gotham to the core. He is a wealthy businessman whom is very influential in Gotham. If I do make the arrest and it is incorrect, the media would turn the tables against me. In fact, it could become a hunt for my identity and arrest as well as Batman's. That would be most unpleasant.
A slice of cheesecake topped with whipped cream and a cherry was set in front of me by Watari, whom I glanced up at and thanked. Slowly I lifted the cherry by the stem and held it over my head proceeding to lower the deseeded fruit stem and all into my mouth. After a moment I reached into my mouth pulling out the cherry's stem displaying it had been tied into a monkey's knot, and went to work cutting and eating the cheesecake small sliver at a time.
Within the darkness of night maniacal laughter echoed out as a clown like make spread his arms taking a deep inhale after protruding from a hole right outside of Arkham, "Ahh, Gotham, freedom once again! Get ready Batsy, the Joker is back and ready to put a smile on the face of all of Gotham!"