Chapter 1: A Dark Knight Emerges

Aristotle once asked "What does it mean to be a good person?" When thinking about it I can see why he could never answer. There is no defining good only what is seen by your own perspective.

E-Mail from: Oracle. Sent: October 27st 21:38

Recipient:

Oliver .Queen. Gothamail. com

Oli, please answer my e-mails, I know it's you and I do appreciate it, but you can't imagine how angry Bruce is going to be. Please stop while you are ahead and just please respond. Barb x

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The shadowy figure sat atop the highest point of the Gotham department store waiting for what was below. Two men in balaclavas had entered the federal bank and he knew it was just a matter of time before he could get them. He stood tall hearing the alarm spring to life and took that as an opportunity to get ready, the moonlight shimmered off of the Bat-shaped plate on his chest as he swung his arm around to reach his trusty Bow. He gripped the end of the arrow between his teeth and waited silently for them to try to enter their getaway vehicle. The moment finally came and he released the shaft allowing the projectile to fly with a deadly force. As the criminals entered the car hastily with the Banks profits the bow crashed through the bonnet causing little to no damage to the steel interior. The shadow simply sat, legs crossed and waited grinning. A few revs later it happened. As soon as the engine reached ignition the arrow mounted semtex grenade did too. A shower of car parts littered the street as hundreds of five dollar bills rained from the sky. He had never seen the use in all of Bruce's gadgets when arrows can easily solve the problem twice as fast. He glided down to the floor below calling his new-found vehicle on the way. Sure combat gadgets weren't necessary but the cloak and car combination was nice.

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The Batmobile entered the cave system under Wayne manner and slid into it's regular parking space. The door opened and Oli Queen stepped out, he walked to the console to check for more cases he could thwart. Oracle wheeled herself in slowly behind him trying not to make a sound before calling out to him. Oli jumped in fright clearly not expecting to have company.

"Holy Shit Barb, you could have killed me...and that would be embarrassing".

Oracle giggled to herself before wheeling herself to Oli's side and giving him a tight hug.

"I missed you, now can you please tell me why the hell you are wearing that...ridiculous outfit?"

She looked him up and down. He had replaced his regular Archery attire with spare costume from the back of the Batmobile, however he was still wearing a cowl though died black for occasion, his namesake quiver and weapon on his back and the right arm removed so as to not look silly.

"Wow, not only are you ruining his name but you are mutilating his suits as well?" Oli bowed his head and sighed, he hadn't got used to being "The Dark Knight" yet and still acted in his usual fashion. Stop crime in any way possible. He had killed a few thugs while in the guise of Batman but he hoped that since he was still using arrows the media may not have noticed, however seeing Barbara's reaction he guessed he had failed.

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Author's Note: Only a short one here as I am rather tired but I thought I would further explain Green Arrows place in this FanFic and as you can see by this I am planning on him being a big player in the future story. Remember to Review and maybe even drop an idea bomb or two that I can add. Xenonliger out.