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Chapter 1: First Night

Six years later

Standing on one of the many rooftops of Gotham city stood a hooded figure. From a distance onlookers would have imagined him as a lone ninja guy. However on closer inspection those onlookers would see the green dragon symbol on the chest with its wings spread from shoulder to shoulder. Green also adorned the large gauntlets and grieves on the arms and legs. Kevlar plates strategically covering vital areas were located under the fabric of the chest and torso. A pair of tiger-hook swords strapped to the back under a back-pack like item finished the look.

However the most striking feature of this figure was the face under the hood. All that could be seen under the hood was a mouth with sharp teeth. No eyes could be seen. His targets would experience great fear upon seeing his visage, as is its purpose.

Feeling ready the figure prepared to run. Looking round one more time he ran forward, leaping off the roof. Clear of the building the back-pack unfurled, revealing a glider unit on his back. The wings were controlled by the warrior's arms which were holding onto the large reptilian wings.

Gliding over the streets the warrior began scanning the area around him. After only five minutes he spotted two of his targets. Turning left into a small alley his targets were revealed. A pair of muggers holding up a middle-aged woman. The warrior angled downwards, directing himself straight at the muggers.

"Listen if ya keep quiet and do what we tell, you may still have a face lef," The mugger did not get to finish his demands as he and the other by his side were slammed away by a pair of boots belonging to the warrior. The pair were knocked back but were soon stumbling to their feet. Once standing they stared at the warrior with pure fear in their face.

"What the fuck is that?"

"The fuck if I know man, it could be a new bat."

"Or some fucker pretending to be a hero. Let's fuck him up." At that the pair went for the guns in their waist bands, but before they reached them the warrior aimed at his gauntlets at each of them and with a flick of the wrist a weight attached to a cable launched out of the underside of each gauntlet and slammed into each mugger. The right weapon returned to its gauntlet but the warrior kept the left one out and using his right arm, swinging it around, striking the first mugger's leg, hearing the characteristic snap of bone, and then the others hip. The weapon then returned to its housing as the warrior leapt at the two, striking both precisely in the neck with quick chop's, knocking them out.

Once both were down he took out a pair of zip-ties and tied the two groaning muggers together. The woman who watched the events unfold was leaning against the alley wall in shock. Once the muggers were tied up the warrior turned his head to her.

"Call the cops."

"Right." And with that the warrior took out a grappling hook gun from his belt and fired upwards towards the rooftops. Once on the roof he ran off it and jumped, gliding to his next target, hearing a set of police sirens as he left.

Eight hours later

The alarm clock playing the radio roused Samuel MacEntee from his sleep. Rolling over in bed he looked at the clock, reading the time to be 7:30.

"Shit," he groaned as he rose from his bed and made his way to the en suite bathroom, leaving the radio on as the news started. Taking the t-shirt off as he prepared to enter the shower, revealing the large dragon tattoo winding up his back. His ears perked as the newswoman moved onto the next topic.

"And in other news it seems Gotham has a new vigilante as reports show a masked man attacking and apprehending a number of criminals last night. Eye-witnesses describe him as 5 foot 6 in height, dressed in black and green with what is described as a face with teeth but no eyes. It is unknown whether this individual is connected to the vigilante known as the Batman, and if he has made Gotham his base of operations. People have begun naming him 'Jaws'."

"It's 'Green Dragon' actually," Samuel said as he turned his head to see his closet door, hidden inside which was the armour, "and he isn't going anywhere."

Next chapter: Run-in with a bat.

A/N He uses the gauntlet weapon like a mars hammer/rope dart, for those wondering.