"Hey, Kaname, when is the next shipment coming in? I'm getting bored and hot just sitting here."
"I dunno. Hunt's off somewhere, so I've been tracking Platinum Lily's trade routes. It'll be on the black market soon enough so all we can do is wait."
"Ugh, I hate waiting. I wanna punch someone."
"Stupid. You're too impatient. We'll attack when ready."
"R-right."
"Hehe! You two are just pairs of sunshine."
"Shut it."
A man walked into the room. "It's time to get moving. We've got word from Hunt. He wants me and Siren to secure a package. Kaoru and Kaori, you guys have different missions."
"What missions?"
"Well..."
The man ran forward, sprinting for his life. It was nighttime and the shadows seemed to dance. The street was eerily silent but that is not what scared this man. Right now, he was running for his life from a demon. A monster. He was impervious to bullets, he could disappear and he could even fucking fly. The man glanced over his shoulder, seeing nothing. He stopped short and spun around completely, aiming his gun at anything that might fly out. It was dark, with flickering lights overhead. To his right, water dripped from a pipe to a puddle below. To his left, a rat scuttled under a dumpster. Behind him, a red eyed demon glowered over his trembling body. The man felt sweat dripping down his brow, and with a final ditch effort, he tried to jump back and spin around but Batman had already sprung forward, grabbing his gun and breaking his wrist. The man fell back, holding his wrist in pain.
"AAH!" He looked up, tears building in up his eyes as the red eyed demon disassembled the gun. He began stalking the man as he fearfully slid back. "No... no, no, no... Stay away from me! Please... stay away! Help, help! Somebody-"
Batman had grabbed the man's collar, lifting him high in the air with one hand. "Talk."
"F-fuck you, man!"
Batman glared at him darkly. "One. Last. Chance."
"Uh... okay! Okay! Just... please... whatever you want..." He nodded compliantly, his hands shaking in fear.
"You were assigned to kill a witness to a drug trade. Who assigned you?"
"No, no, I can't tell you that! He'll kill me and everyone I love!"
Batman's glare intensified. "And what do you think I'll do to you if you make me ask again?"
"They call themselves... they call themselves Syr-" He wasn't able to finish, as a bolt was shot into the side of his head. Batman had to duck from another shot, before turning on his binocular vision and looking to a ledge above him. He saw a shadowy figure leaving his sniping position.
"Not so fast." Batman grappled up to the roof of the adjacent building and began running after him. The sniper jumped down the fire escape and Batman swung over and landed on the platform below him. Batman glared up at him.
"You murdered that man. You will tell me why." The figure had a hood and mask on as well as a disguised voice.
"Secrets are precious, vigilante. Letting them flow through the streets could incite chaos. And it is not time for chaos to reign."
Batman threw up a batarang at him, but the sniper dodged it and jumped off the fire escape and landed on a dumpster. Batman jumped after him as the sniper began to sprint away. Batman gave chase, throwing a bat-bola at him and tying his feet down. Batman pounced him and tried to remove his mask but before he could, he felt a strong kick to his jaw. It knocked him on his back and allowed the sniper time to cut through the rope. Behind him, stood a black clothed figure with purple hair. It was the arsonist woman Batman had encountered a few nights ago. She pointed a revolver at him.
"Don't move." The sniper said, dusting himself off. "She's serious. She'll kill you." The sniper then turned and ran away before the arsonist fired a round at Batman who quickly threw a batarang at it, exploding it midway. The fire separated the two and allowed her to get away. Batman narrowed his eyes before disappearing into the night.
In an underground base in an abandoned lot was the makeshift Batcave, with a high-tech computer, a motorcycle, a table where he set up his equipment and a case for his Bat suit. The computer alone nearly drove him into poverty, but was worth it as it allowed him access to the police and government servers, which allowed him to keep track of a variety of events. He removed his cowl before sitting down at his computer. He turned on the computer, looking at a list of police reports and listening to any emergency calls from citizens. One in particular caught his attention.
"HQ, HQ! We're pinned down by several Kabuto gunsmen. They're firing at us with machine guns and we've got four casualties and need back up now!"
Deciding he would investigate the mysterious assassins he encountered tonight later, he threw his cowl back on and got onto his bike. Riding out of his underground base, he rode onto the destination listed. Upon arriving at his destination, his ears were greeted by the loud sounds of gunfire and the sight of a few cops bleeding dangerously. Hiding his bike in an alleyway, Batman grappled to the roof and scouted out the situation. The cops were in a shootout outside a warehouse, with two officers pinned down behind a car and two bodies laying on the ground. Batman's attention turned to the men shooting the machine guns. Large, brazen young men with ski masks shooting at the police. Inside the warehouse, a sniper was trying to pick off any officers who tried to peek up and shoot while grenades kept getting thrown from a window inside the warehouse.
Batman stood up, taking out a few concussion and explosive batarangs. "The priority are the gunmen. With them shooting at the police, the officers will have no chance."
"HAHAH! C'mon, fuckers! Just try to get past us!" One of the shooters yelled.
"HAH! You coppers ain't shit! We rule this city now!"
Suddenly, their guns stopped working and they found batarangs stuck in their guns. The next minute, the clips exploded, blowing the men backwards. Before they could get up, they were each kicked in the face, knocking them out.
In the room above, the sniper and the grenade thrower were confused upon hearing the lack of gunfire.
"Eh, what the hell is goin' on?" A young man with brown spiky hair was sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette. He wore a leather jacket, which was open and revealed his torso and chest, leather pants and boots. There were two women and a man tied up with a shotgun pointed in their face by the young man. "Why the fuck did they stop shootin'? Is everyone dead? Is blood roaming the streets?! Huh?!"
The lights in the room shut off suddenly, alarming the men. "The fuck?!"
"Your blood will be the only kind that flows in the streets." A dark, foreboding and menacing voice sounded around them. It was impossible to tell where it was coming from.
The men sprang up, guns in hand. "Hey, man, who the hell are you? Some wannabe cop or somethin'?"
"No... I'm worse. I won't take you jail... I'll drag you there, screaming and bleeding."
"Fuck you! I ain't scared of you!" He turned to his men. "Spread out! Find the bitch and fucking kill him!"
The men split up in the warehouse, searching the dark corners with flashlights in their hand. The first man went downstairs, looking around the various boxes and machines around the room. He felt tense, his eyes dashing from left to right. He heard something and spun around, shining his flashlight on a roach scurrying up the wall. Just before he could sigh in relief, his hand was stuck with a batarang and his leg was then snapped by a hard kick.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
His voice reverberated throughout the warehouse, unnerving the men inside. The other man who was sent to explore the warehouse stayed on the upper level, moving through the rooms above. He was walking on the walkway when he turned his flashlight and saw his friend hanging upside down, unconscious with blood dripping from his mouth. The man jumped back in fear, but he quickly realized he backed not into a wall but something else. Something worse.
The leader, still in the top room, could only nervously wait until the men came back. His nervousness became fright when he heard his man scream like a baby.
"NO, NO, I'M SORRY! FORGIVE ME, I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! SOMEBODY HELP ME, PLEASE! HEL-" His voice went dead silent, and the only thing the man could hear was his own speedy heartbeat. It thundered and boomed in his ears, as his eyes darted back in forth, his flashlight searching all around the room. He spun around and grabbed one of the woman while the other two gave a muffled scream in protest.
"Shut up!" He kicked them away, grabbing the girl and holding a gun to her hand. "A-alright you son of a bitch! Can ya hear me? Eh?! I've got me a hostage and if I so much as smell ya, I'm putting a bullet into this bitch! So unless ya want that blood on your hands, you-you'll let me outta here nice and soundly... And just to make sure you don't follow me..." The man took out a lighter and threw it to the floor. "BURN BITCHES BURN! HAHAHAH!"
Outside, the police had arrived to see the warehouse catching on fire. Out of a police car came Isoroku Tatara and Konomi Suzue. Tatara was a short man with short spiky black hair and a widow's peak. He had one eye closed and his face possessed rugged features with a few scars. He wore a brown suit and a stern look.
"What's the situation inside?" He asked one of the officers.
"Members of the Kabuto group have some hostages inside. We were pinned down when someone or... something, just took care of the gunners and went inside after them. But now..."
"Suzue, let's move!" Tatara pulled out a gun and ran inside.
"Tatara-san, hold on!" She ran in after him, her chest bouncing slightly as she went.
On the road, a white haired girl rode on a motorcycle. "This is Mikoto. I'm on call."
'Where is Arashi?'
"He's not here yet. I'm close to the warehouse now. I'm moving in!"
Inside the warehouse, Batman ran out of the shadows and jumped through the fire, his fire proof suit protecting him from the flames and heat. The man and woman regarded him fearfully but he paid that no mind and instantly cut them free.
"Follow the stairs down and run outside to the police. Go now!"
The woman, realizing that he was actually rescuing them, spoke up quickly. "They're keeping others here as well! In the storage room downstairs!"
"The storage room's going to catch on fire..." "I'll take care of it. Go!"
The man and the woman sprinted downstairs, running for their dear lives. The fire had picked up, bringing down some of the ceiling now. Batman reached into his belt and put on a mask to protect him from the smoke of the flames. He jumped down from a railing and landed in front of the storage room. To his surprise, he saw someone already there and about to open it.
Mikoto turned around with her gun, widening her eyes upon seeing the man. "You!"
"Get out of my way." He demanded.
Instead of complying, she shot off her gun, forcing Batman to dive for cover. Mikoto grunted in annoyance. "I can't focus on this guy... I need to take care of the hostages." Before she could turn, she heard the click of guns. She turned her head to see Tatara and Konomi holding their guns at her.
"Freeze!" Tatara demanded.
Batman narrowed his eyes. "I don't have time for this. If I don't get moving, those people will die." Before Batman could do something about the situation, his eyes caught sight of rubble about to fall on Mikoto. He jumped and dove with her out of the way. The rubble forced Tatara and Konomi to jump back.
Under him, Mikoto struggled and squirmed. "Hey, you asshole, who the fuck asked you for help?!"
He grabbed her by the collar, pulling her close to him and glaring at her fiercely. "We need to get the hostages or they're going to die. Do you understand?"
Somewhat nervous but still fiery, she nodded slowly. "Fine, just get the fuck off."
Batman and Mikoto opened the door, the people inside looking up in surprise and fear. Batman and Mikoto began to release them, cutting them free from their ropes. "You're safe now." Mikoto told them.
"Stop, outlaws!" Tatara pointed their guns at them. Batman quickly disarmed him, throwing him over his hip.
"Get them to safety now!" Batman ordered.
"Don't order me around, shithead!" Mikoto shot back at him crossly. She turned to the hostages. "Let's go!" She ran with them out the door, leading them through the back entrance. Batman glared down at Tatara, grabbing his neck roughly.
"Stay out of my way."
Batman got up and ran out of the door, jumping through the fire. He stopped cold when he heard the click of a gun a few feet behind him.
"Freeze, in the name of the law!" Konomi, with a shaky hand, was pointing her gun at him, the fire blazing around them.
"What are you doing? This fire is going to engulf this warehouse. We need to go."
"I won't let you escape!"
Batman had two options. He could dodge the bullet and use his speed to soundly take her out. This was more difficult than it sounded, because he didn't want to hurt her. The other wasn't a smart idea as it had the possibility of him getting arrested.
"Konomi..." He spoke in his normal voice. "Please, let me go."
Her eyes widened exponentially. "R-Ryu?!"
He removed his mask and turned around, shocking her even further. "I'll explain everything later. Right now, grab your partner and get out of here. Please."
She slowly lowered her gun, her eyes still widened. Bruce put his cowl back on and ran out of the warehouse. From the room, Tatara came running out, holding his side.
"Suzue, where'd that Bat-guy go? Did he escape?"
"Y-yes."
"Alright, well, we've got to get out of here! Let's move!" The two ran out as the fire become wilder and hotter. It was only minutes later that the fire department finally put out the flames.
The leader of the group threw the woman in the car, panting from running. He looked over his shoulder to see black smoke in the night sky and a smirk was on his face.
"Heh, suck it, losers." Just as he prepared to jump in the car, he heard the click of a gun. He turned his head slowly to see a man with a helmet and a red and black suit holding a gun to his head. "W-who the hell are you?!"
"Takashi Muname, you are a tumor that has plagued this city. Today, you are to be excised." Arashi pulled the trigger, putting a bullet in the man's head and ending his life. Arashi peered into the car, looking at the frightened girl.
"You're safe now." He said. He reached his hand out to her but she frightfully scooted back.
"No, no! Stay away from me! Monster! Murderer!" She opened the door on the other side and ran back to the city, leaving Arashi alone with the bleeding psychopath.
A.N.: Alright, chapter three finished! And to clarify, I'm afraid I will not be using women from other universes. It's simply because there are so very few stories revolving around Triage X as it is and so I'd rather pair Batman up with women from this universe only. So, let me know what women you do or don't want with Batman and I may or may not listen to you. Never know. Maybe, maybe not. So, if you enjoyed this story, see the potential and are interested, leave a review with your thoughts, a follow and a fav. See you guys next chappie.
Green out.