Blackgate penitentiary

The Batcopter landed on the soft white snow around Blackgate. Blackgate itself looked normal on the outside, but having watched the news, Bruce knew better.

There were police cars surrounding Blackgate, the GCPD had the place secure in case Day was stupid enough to actually escape. Wayne knew him better, he knew how Day had spent months in his cell waiting for the next holiday, and that, even though Day wasn't one of the brightest inmates, he wouldn't be stupid enough to just run straight towards the exit doors.

Bruce grappled up to the roof of Blackgate, used his explosive gel to burst a hole in the roof, and went in.

He found himself in a vent, with no windows or hints of light whatsoever. He crawled on forward until he heard voices, in a room below him, two Blackgate guards were having a conversation.

''And then I was all like, 'Oh no, the Calendar man is escaping!' Should've seen the look on his face, but Julian got the hint, and ran off. Man, Black Mask better pay us if he knows what's good for him.''

Just what Bruce thought, Day's escape wasn't an accident.

''Or else what? You thinkin' of starting a war against Black Mask, heck, doesn't he own like, 99% of the GCPD?''

''Nah man, Sionis can't be THAT powerful, with cops like Gordon and Bullock, he's not even close to 99%.''

''that doc that just ran in last minute, was she on the payroll too? What the hell was she doin'?

''That was some rookie doc, can't see her being on the payroll yet. Hasn't worked here long enough, she'll join us though. They all do eventually.''

The conversation seemed to end, and Bruce smashed his way out of the vent, into the room.

He landed on one officer, taking him down. Just as the other officer was about to grab his gun, Bruce stunned him with his cape and grabbed his throat.

''WHAT DID BLACK MASK TELL YOU? Talk, or I'll make you…''

''Look man..he just wanted Day out, I don't know what he got planned for this place, he just paid me and told me what to do, dunno the details!''

Bruce delivered one final blow, knocking the corrupt guard unconscious.

A voice was heard over the intercom.

''It seems that our friend Batman has arrived, so the fabled myth finally decided to show itself? Can't wait for you to see what I got planned, remember that drug operation you stopped two weeks ago? That was a bad move. No one messes with Black Mask, NO ONE! But..You showed me the light, I actually decided to put the money towards good use. See, I knew that having an inmate break out would get your attention, and here you are! You're turning predictable. Now, be a good hero, and meet me at cell block A, if you don't, well..Things could get ugly.''

Even though it was obviously a trap, Bruce decided it would be best to head for Cell block A. As he was walking past the long corridors of the prison, he wondered how it would feel to be imprisoned here. The walls all were depressingly black, with a white Blackgate logo on some of them. And the little widows the building had, were all incredibly dirty.

Finally, he reached the door towards cell block A. Which was a huge room, with cells in every wall, divided into multiple floors. All the way at the top floor, was Black mask, wearing a white tuxedo suit with a black tie and his iconic black mask. Below him were inmates cheering and screaming. They were however, not the center of attention.

In front of Black Mask stood a chair that was about to fall of the platform, wouldn't it have been for a rope tying the chair to a hook. In the chair, Alberto Falcone, son of mob boss Carmine Falcone.

''Batman, so glad you could make it! Me and my boys have been waiting. Before me you see the lovable, charming, handsome Alberto Falcone. But of course, you already knew that.''

Black mask dug his hand into his pockets and pulled out a pair of scissors.

''You know what would happen if I were to cut this rope? Alberto over here would fall to his death, his father would be angry, I could blame it on the Penguin. I could say he paid me to do it. His father would start a war against the Penguin. And just in the midst of that gang war, I attack, and destroy them both. In a way, this pair of scissors is the future of Gotham.''

Batman stared at Black mask. ''Don't even think about it.''

Black mask laughed, his mask making the laugh sound muffled. ''I don't know Bats, what say we boys? Shall we release this Falcone from the shadow of his father?''

The inmates were cheering loudly.

Black Mask leaned in towards the sweating Alberto, whispering in his ear. ''Let's see if daddy can save you now.'' With that, he cut the rope holding the chair. Batman quickly pulled out his batclaw and grabbed Alberto, the landing wasn't soft, but he didn't deserve a soft landing.

''Oh Batman, always gettin' in the way of my business. Speaking of business, you're obviously wondering what I did with the money, right?''

Batman didn't reply.

''Oh alright, fine, I'll tell you, no need to be so pushy.''

''Ten assasins, all coming after your head, they'll do anything I tell em to. The price? 5 million, if they'll make you suffer, I'll double it. You're going to regret messing with Black Mask.''

Black Mask pressed a small button and a large, steel door opened.

In the pitchblack darkness, two yellow eyes were visible.

''Tick..Tock..Tick..Tock.''

''Croc, if you'd be so kind as to show my boys their way to freedom!''

Croc being a giant, almost reptile like creature, Bruce wasn't even sure if it was human.

Croc grabbed the wall nearest to him with both hands, and started to pull it apart, all the inmates were hurrying trough it, and all Batman could do was watch. There was no way he could face that many inmates.

''My father's gonna be so angry!'' Alberto squeled. But Bruce didn't pay attention to him.

Outside, the sound of gunfire was heard, along with the sound of screams in agony, bones being ripped apart, flesh being eaten.

Batman went outside and left Alberto behind in cell block A, he wasn't the most important threat right now.

Batman contacted Alfred.

''I trust everything went well in Blackgate sir?''

''It's going to be a long night, Alfred.''