I apologize for the lack of action in this chapter as I wanted to get a new Batman as quick as possible and I wanted to 'kill' Robin in a way where he wasn't actually dead...but you get the point. Sorry for not updating this soon enough
Batman had fallen...yep that happened, the famed and seemingly immortal Dark knight of Gotham was now a mere black stain on a sidewalk, a truly undignified way to go out.
Word of the Dark knight's fate spread like wild-fire in Gotham, within minutes every single citizen of Gotham, including the criminally insane, knew about the fate of the Dark knight. For some, this was a relief,mostly to the criminally insane, and others who despised Batman. For others, it was heart-breaking, the children of Gotham lost their hero and role-model for Batman was as precious to them as Superman was to Metropolis...or rather Superman to Louis lane to be more specific. People like Alfred, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon and most of all Damian Wayne took the news hard, for Alfred he'd felt like he lost a son for Dick, Tim, Barbara and Damian they felt like they lost a father.
For three months since Bruce Wayne's death, Gotham was constantly attacked by the criminally insane. Teenagers and young adults tried their best to be 'Batman' but only to fail. The G.C.P.D tried everything to stop them but Gotham was being over-run so badly that the League of heroes needed to station a few thousand troopers from the former agencies of S.H.I.E.L.D and Checkmate to control the riots..
A week later...
Nightwing, and Robin were dispatched to protect a squad of soldiers from Firefly. They saw him hovering above the soldiers, Nightwing grappled upwards and disabled his jetpack whilst Damian started to rapidly punch Firefly across the face. Seeing as the building next to them was about to explode, Firefly took a hold of Robing and flew inside the building in an insane suicide attack. It exploded with Robin and Firefly inside, Nightwing shouted "ROBIN!"
On the other side of the comms, Alfred dropped his silver tray and sobbed "OH dear! Not another Wayne!"
"Alfred why don't you go lie down for a while" Oracle suggested and Alfred complied by going upstairs.
A few hours later Alfred heard the silent alarm go off down in the bat-cave, he grabbed his shotgun and went down only to discover a boy in a torn red suit and ruined cape
"Master Damian!" Alfred shouted in relief and Damian turned around and smiled
"OH DEAR ME! I thought you were dead!" Alfred continued as he hugged the boy
"Sorry I couldn't make it for dinner"
"That's alright! You're alive!" Alfred said
"Yeah...I am, but Robin is dead" Damian said as he took his mask off
Alfred frowned sadly "You're giving up?"
"Nonsense" Damian said as he walked with Alfred towards his fathers collection of Bat-suits and opened one of the containers which revealed one.
"I don't think I quite understand" Alfred said again
"They think my father is dead...they think I'm dead, so what could possibly scare them more than the ghost of the father who's son was killed by?" Damian asked cheekily as he took a good look at the Bat-suit.
Alfred smiled, he knew where Damian was going with this "Rather cheeky of you but I believe that this will work, Gotham needs a Batman...why not you"
"If this is what you truly desire then come with me" Alfred continued
"Why?"
"It's time you were knighted"