Present Day
"Oh Casey, you simply must meet the rising star of the political world, Mr. Udina" said a pompous human female, gesturing Casey to follow her.
"Yes, perhaps later, I hear the buffet calling" smiled the young bachelor as he excused himself. He made his way through the crowd, and finally made it to the wall on the other side. He crossed his arms and sighed, leaning against the wall.
"Done socializing already, Master Kane?" chimed a voice from the ear piece looped around Casey's right ear.
"I can't stand this crowd Alfred, you know that."
"I do, but this is the life you have embraced, spending your days here as Casey Kane and nights as Batman"
Casey nodded to himself, recalling the night before as he revealed himself to the criminal underworld. He remembered how good it felt to finally put all that he had learned to use and scare those who turned to a life of injustice. "Ah, Mr. Kane, so nice to meet you" interrupted a deep voice coming from a turian, "I am Primarch Fedorian of the Turian Hierarchy."
Casey sighed in his head, but put on a smile and shook the three fingered hand, "Your honor, a pleasure to meet you."
"Your father and I started doing work together many years ago and I was hoping to talk to you about continuing that business."
"Yes I am sure we could work something…out" Casey hesitated because heard a rumbling. Eventually the other guests of the ball heard the noise as well. Casey looked up at an old fashioned ceiling window and saw the glass shatter.
Intruders poured through the hole and landed in the crowd of scared people. Casey had a plan to duck out and get to his car outside the building, but before he could act the people dressed in black shot warning shots in the air.
"Nobody move!" yelled one of the armed people, his voice sounded like a drell to Casey.
One of the other henchmen, a bulky batarian, rushed over near Casey waving a Revenant assault rifle. Casey breathed deep, realizing he wasn't going to get to his vehicle. So he had to go to plan B. As soon as the batarian thug turned his back to yell at other guests, Casey put his hands on his belt, unhinging to small gloves. He discreetly slipped on the black fingerless gloves and activated them by making two fists. Black and blue mini omni-tools lit up on the gloves. When he saw his moment he straightened his left fingers and fired three smoke pellets in different locations. The thick smoke quickly filled the entire room.
The crew was in disarray, not knowing what was happening. Casey put his thumbs over the top of his ears and brought them down to the bottom, leaving behind ear pieces. He quickly activated them, causing a blue holo screen to appear between the two pieces across his eyes. He could see everything now, all the guests and all eleven of the armed thugs.
He painted each of the criminals with a red highlight and started to run towards the batarian closest to him. Casey grabbed the batarian's face from behind pulled him down on top of his unarmored knee. As the alien fell unconscious he let off three shots of his rifle, which hit the ceiling. The others heard and all turned to where the rounds came from.
The ball guests had all dropped to the floor after the batarian's shots. The other thugs shot wildly into the smoke, hitting nothing. Casey had kneeled down and unhooked a mini-batarang from the top of his right glove, with a tracker Casey marked each of the gunman's shooting hands and let the batarang fly. It twirled around and cut each of the gunmen's hands, causing them to drop their weapons. The gyro stabled blade continued to fly after each cut and then promptly returned to Casey's glove.
All the thugs held their wounds as they continued to look for what was happening to them. "Come out you coward! Stop hiding in the smoke. All we want is all these good people's extra money" yelled the drell, scanning the smoke.
Casey crept towards the group of thugs, the closest one being a human male. He was about eight feet from the mercenary when he raised his left hand and let a small grapple line shoot through the air and attach to the man's chest. Caught off guard and pulled towards Casey, the human was knocked out cold when Casey brought a fist to his face. Kane turned on electric knuckles on the glove, adding a stunning effect to each of his blows. The remaining nine thugs were all in a group now, scared. Casey couldn't stop a smile spreading across his face as he charged into the bewildered group.
His attacks were quick and precise, hitting pressure points on the various aliens and humans. His kicks broke bones and his punches shocked and stunned everyone they hit. He cleared though five of the thugs with ease. Two of the mercenaries, both turian, spotted Casey moving through the group and primed the floor below them with proximity mines shot from their omni-tools.
Casey spotted the four mines on the floor and while vaulting through the air, he pointed his palms towards the mines, shooting electricity out of them, disarming the mines. He landed directly in front of the two turians, and before they could do anything, Casey grabbed the sides of both of their heads, slamming them into each other. Casey tossed them aside.
The smoke was starting to clear now; the remaining two thieves knew that their plan was not going to work anymore. They started to attach themselves to the repel lines that they came down on and zipped back up. Casey watched them rise off the ground and unable to get close enough to them, he pointed his right gloved hand at the drell in charge of the group. A tiny black disc shot from the side of the glove and stuck to the drell's backside as he disappeared in the hole in the ceiling.
Before the smoke completely cleared, Casey checked his holo display and made sure the tracking bug was functioning. The drell was on the move, and fast. Casey made his way through the confused crowd and to the exit.
"Alfred, ready the car and keep tracking the thief" grunted Casey as he cleared a long stairwell down to the car lot.
"On it sir, the car is ready and your thief is currently traveling north towards the presidium, likely in a vehicle."
The sleek black vehicle was waiting for Casey as a door slid open into the open car lot. Casey started towards the vehicle, unbuttoning his tuxedo. The car door opened as he approached and he quickly got in the backseat. Settled in, the chair tilted back and Casey disappeared into the back of the car.
The Batman armor came from all sides of the chamber inside the vehicle, attaching to Casey. The boots and gauntlets were first, followed by the shoulder pieces. The chest armor was set with a distinct bat symbol in the center. Finally the air tight helmet was placed, followed by a long, thick black cape.
"Get directly over them Alfred" said the armor clad man as he checked his utility gauntlets and belt.
"Working on it sir" replied the sophisticated intelligence, as it weaved in-between traffic with ease, catching up to the cargo vehicle ahead of them. Alfred piloted the hover vehicle so that it was soaring directly above the thieves' vehicle. "Ready when you are sir."
Without a word, the dark knight hit a red button in the car and the floor vanished below him. The caped crusader plummeted down and opened his cape just before landing on the windshield of the cargo truck. His boots magnetized to the hood of the hover truck, so that he would not fall.
The driver was not the drell, but instead a surprised salarian. Batman recognized him from the attempted heist. The drell leader was sitting in the passenger seat with the same surprised look on his reptilian face. Batman reached back and plunged a powerful armored fist through the glass polymer windshield, shattering a hole in it. Through the windshield, the caped knight grabbed the handle of the vehicle.
The salarian couldn't move the controls of the truck, as it started to descend. The dark knight looked behind him, noticing the rapid descent towards a building rooftop. He removed his fist from the windshield and moved towards the back of the truck and jumped just before the vehicle landed with a crash.
The salarian was slumped over in the driver seat with green blood on his head. He coughed, but remained with his eyes closed. The drell looked his partner over and grunted as he waved him off and made his way out of the wrecked vehicle. Dark blood stained the drell's black clothing, as he limped to get to the back of the truck. He turned the corner of the vehicle and was horrified to see two piercing white eyes staring back at him. The drell was startled and began to back up as the black clad figure continued to stare.
"You're him aren't you? Heard through the grapevine, last night some boys got taken down by some fool in a bat costume" the drell took a long, painful breath, "well it looks like for once the stories are true."
Batman stood still watching, analyzing the drell with his heads up display. He figured out this drell, with an alias of Snider, had a record. He was frequently running with gangs and involved in armed larceny. With his quick analysis complete, the caped knight pulled a pair of titanium cuffs from his belt and aptly walked towards the injured drell.
Snider began to laugh, which caused him to start coughing blood. "Hey Butch, you still in there?" called out the smiling drell. Nothing happened, as Batman now stood right in front of the drell with the handcuffs ready.
"Butch?!" yelled Snider, more desperately. Batman was ignoring him as he slipped the cuffs of the drell's four fingered hands.
-Krack!-
Batman paused and turned his head to the origin of the loud noise. His HUD display showed no movement and no source to the noise. Just as he was about to look away, another loud bang came from the back of the cargo truck.
A final crack came from the vehicle as metal was bent and erupted from the side of the cargo bed. Out stepped a large helmeted krogan wearing dark red armor.
"Hey there Butch, little help?" asked the smiling drell.
Batman's HUD began analyzing immediately and before he turned around to confront the new threat, he fastened the cuffs tightly on the drell's wrists. He then lifted the drell off the ground by grabbing his dark clothes and drop kicked him backwards onto the floor.
With all his attention now focused on the large krogan in front of him, the dark knight began to walk perpendicular to the krogan.
"Butch don't talk, but he doesn't need to talk to knock your teeth in" blurted out Snider from the floor.
Batman ignored the drell. He had faced krogan before, packs of them. This one was no different. Sizing up his enemy, Batman stopped walking and draped his cape around himself, goading his enemy to attack. The krogan snorted and started to charge towards the waiting knight.
Batman judged he had approximately five seconds before the charging behemoth reached him and flattened him into the concrete. Preparing for the attack, Batman gathered three mini-bombs in his hands and waited for the krogan to get close enough. When the large alien was only feet away, Batman vaulted himself over top the krogan, placing the bombs on the krogan's back. The knight landed behind the still charging krogan.
A second later the krogan realized where his adversary had gone and quickly turned around. Prepping for another rampage, the krogan lowered himself, but before he could start running the bombs detonated.
The blast caused the krogan to fall to the ground. Unfazed by the attack, the krogan got back up on its feet, faster than his size would dictate. Batman had turned around and took a defensive stance, ready to fight the creature that was four times his weight.
The krogan stood up and saw the ready bat. Butch, the krogan, growled as he swiped at the armored man with both of his powerful arms. But the large alien's arms passed right through the dark knight. Momentarily confused, the krogan heard a beeping noise and looked down to see two proximity mines at his feet. The krogan equivalent to a sigh could barely be heard as the mines exploded below him.
Sending him into the air and thudding to the ground, Butch didn't have a chance to stand up. Batman emerged from the shadows cast by the other buildings around them. His decoy had worked just as he planned, leading the krogon directly on top of his mines. Casey learned long ago how to deal with krogan: hit them hard and hit them fast.
Before the krogan could get up from the mines, Batman came from the shadows and brought a strong boot to the face of the krogan. Butch growled under his helmet and recovered from the attack and pushed himself back to his feet. Batman was still surprised something so big could move so fast, faster than any krogan he had seen before. Batman took the momentary lull to strike the krogan again, this time with a fist to the face.
The krogan was expecting the attack and grabbed the gauntlet in the air. The alien then twirled the caped crusader around and tossed him several feet away. Batman rolled, regaining himself readying himself for the next bout.
"Freeze! This is Citadel Security, stand down or prepared to be fired upon!" shouted a stern voice from voice amplifier on a hovering security gun ship. Lights emitted from the ship, shining down on the two combatants.
Batman went into a defensive stance, feeling exposed in the light. He looked the krogan who began to ready a weapon that was strapped to his back. Batman's eyes widened under his helmet, he recognized the weapon as a ML-77 missile launcher. Reacting quickly, he twisted his wrist to release a batarang into his palm. Reaching back he aimed for the weapon-
"Drop your weapons or we will fire!"
Batman glanced at the gunship and squinted, causing his ocular apparatus to zoom in on the weapons. The ship had a mounted chain gun; something that if fired directly at him would shred through his armor, so he cautiously lowered the sharpened batarang.
Butch however did not comply; he aimed the weapon and shot two missiles at the hovering ship.
Batman watched in horror as the gunship's engines were blew out and started to fall. He shot a look to the krogan who was already leaving, grabbing the cuffed drell off the ground and throwing him over his shoulder. The krogan looked back at Batman and then turned and left, vanishing.
Batman scowled under his helmet, but he knew what he had to do. He whipped around and started to sprint towards the edge of the building. Without hesitation he leaped off the edge of the building, following the smoke trail of the crashing gunship. To catch up to it, Batman activated his jet boots. Reaching the door of the gunship, the armored knight's boots once again magnetized him to the hull. He looked inside and saw three officers, two unconscious and one struggling to level the ship.
Batman knew he only had seconds before the ship would hit the ground of the Citadel, so he worked fast. He grabbed the two unconscious officers first and unhooked a grapple line off his belt and tied them together. He then looped the line so that they were connected to one line. Now looking at the third officer, "Get over here!" Batman yelled in his synthesized voice loud enough so that the officer could hear him over the noise of the crashing ship.
The officer tried getting out of his seat, but was unable. "I'm stuck, the belt is broken!" he yelled back.
Batman carefully made his way to the front seat, where the officer was seated, and saw the belt buckle had been melted. The dark knight bent down and used the three blades mounted on his right gauntlet to cut the belt. "Come one" he growled as he grabbed the now free officer. He looped his remaining length of grapple line around the officer, "Hold on!" The officer grabbed the line, as Batman leapt out with the officers all dangling on the same line.
He pointed his wrist up towards the building and let the other end of the grapple line fly and connect with the building. For a few seconds they were in free fall and then the line tightened. Batman howled in pain as the weight of him and the three adult men popped his shoulder out. He swung around and was heading towards the building. Together the four of them collided with the building, causing a window to break. All four men flew through the window and into the office building.
The employees gathered around the men asking what they could do to help. Batman was the first to his feet. He stood up and held his right shoulder, "These men need medical help" the deep voice murmured. Turning around, Batman took a quick second to take a breath and then leapt back out the window.
Opening his cape, he activated his jet boots to rocket him back to the top of the building. As he soared upward, he noted making the jets stronger, because as of now they could only carry him and possibly one other person, hence the grapple line rescue for the C-Sec officers.
He reached the top and scanned the area, realizing what he already knew; the thieves were gone. He shook his head, "Alfred, what about the tracker?"
"Three feet to your left sir"
Batman looked left and saw the small black disc on the ground. He slowly walked to it and winced from his shoulder pain as he bent over to pick it up. He walked back to the ledge and peered down to see the smoke still rising from the crash. He wasn't worried; at the bottom of the Citadel is nothing but empty buildings with storage and generators. He looked up to see incoming security vehicles with more gunships.
"Bring the car around Alfred, time to go home."