A/N: I am sorry for the delay so far in Let's Pick a Fight, I'm still working on final grades for the last grades and Semester Exams. Man, who knew my Freshman year would be so difficult in the end, huh? Well, enough of my rambles. Please Enjoy The Show!
Overwatch is owned by Blizzard Entertainment. Batman: The Arkham Series is owned by Rocksteady, WB Games Montreal, Visceral Gaming and DC comics.
I own no character except Alex Terrell. The Arkham Knight will be OC, so he will not be Jason Todd or connected in anyway with Bruce Wayne or the Bat Family.
Chapter 2: Gotham
Gotham City, New Jersey
Gotham, the City of Crime and Fear. Thugs and criminals almost ran the damn city, with police barely able to keep up with their firepower or armies. Political problems forced the city into a stalemate between gang members and organizations. Quite literally, it was a city any and every super criminal resided in.
However, there were those who chose to take it up themselves to fight for justice, like Batman or Robin or Nightwing. Most criminals heard of Batman, he was the reason most super criminals existed in the first place.
There was, though, one who stood out in comparison to the dynamic Bat force.
Red Hood.
Red Hood was a vigilante, working on his own to rid the scum who killed innocents for money, power, or the hell of it. He did not follow Batman's rules for not killing, for he knew these petty criminals wouldn't give in to peace in Gotham. He would continue this path, even if he had to kill the Dark Knight himself to finish it.
That, however could possible change with this day.
Around Gotham sat a vast ocean, thousands of ships and fishing boats which road across it. At the farthest parts sat Metropolis under the guard of Superman, and the remnants of Arkham Asylum and Arkham City.
Though, for a moment it seemed like peace was upon the city. The sea was calm, crime fell brilliantly, and Batman stood on guard as protector of the city. But sadly, it would end so to the power criminals brought to the playing field.
Across the dark blue sea, more specifically close to Arkham City, a blue ripple of electricity rushed across, small flashings all around. Out of the ripple, a familiar silver jet roared through, fire and smoke trailing. The Slipstream jet scattered across the ocean, charging forward towards the high Wonder Tower.
The jet forcefully leveled out struggling to reduce speed, before activating the landing gear. The wheels of the jet screeched violently as the jet came into contact with the towers inner remains, its silver and now gray form turning at is halted. For a moment, it crash out again but switched to hover then stopping in the center.
After a second, the jet engines grew silent before the cockpit flashed opened. "Cough, cough…. Goddamn it!" Captain Terrell growled in anger, coughing harshly as he fell onto the metal floor. "I hate smoke! I hate it all!"
Terrell forced off his helmet and breathing mask, tossing it aside to see his surroundings. He was in a circular chamber, a triangular like roof higher than the Slipstream. There seemed to be burn marks across the chambers ends, with broken glass and what remained of a probable center command room and second floor.
"What is this place?" Alex asked, before he felt a warm feeling behind him. He turned to see the cockpit and engines of the Slipstream in flames, smoke ready to burst out. "Shit, the jet!"
Alex rushed forward, rushing to a side panel by the Slipstream. He forced it open to see an emergency first-aid, walkie talkies, and… Fire Extinguisher! He forced it out its placing, forcing out its white snow like substance across the hull. Slowly the fire dies out, and he turned attention to the pilot seats.
"Damn, this is bad!" He groaned, spraying the last of the halon in the Fire Extinguisher on the controls. He tossed it aside, climbing up the side fin and looking to the controls. Both seats were burned, the screens covered in black and burns all across the Teleportation Matrix and main controls. "Crap, flight system is down, nothing on the weapon or engine system heads up display was shattered in the teleportation, and communications are shot. Well, isn't this a pile of shit on my end huh?"
Alex blinked, realizing Lena wasn't here anymore. "Shit! I almost forgot about Lena!" He cried out, rushing around the room and jet. "Lena?! Corporal, are you there?! Respond, that's an order! Lena?!"
Nothing, just the cold wind. "She's gone," He whispered, sliding onto the Slipstream's side. How did this happen, the Teleportation Matrix couldn't have malfunctioned in production. It could have been possible it was damaged during the obstacle course, but to teleport one object and not the whole? That was a major flaw in the manufacturer's part. "I can't worry about the Matrix, right now I need to repair the Slipstream, find what happened to Lena and get back to base."
Alex jumped off the jet, turning to the open sky outside the room's glass remnants. He moved to it, the dark blue sky and cold breeze intensifying as he did. Alex saw, in the far distance, sat a city of large proportion surrounded by a vast sea. Across its roofing's was a railway system, and high towers dubbed 'Wayne' at the edges. "What is this place?" he pondered, looking down at the far ground below.
Meanwhile, Founders Island
Inside Founders Island, above the now under construction 'New Gotham' atop old Gotham, Red Hood stood guard. He saw it, a blue ripple and jet tore through Arkham City to Wonder Tower. He didn't know why, but he felt the need to see what this vehicle was. It could pose a threat to him and the Bat Family.
Red Hood wore a bowl shaped red helmet, with a white and red hooded jacket. He laid it open revealing his Red Hood insignia, painted on a white vest. His automatic handguns laid silently on his cargo pants side, and finally he had on black boots.
Batman, he frowned under his bowl shaped helmet. He saw the news, hell he was there to stop Crane from killing Wayne. He also saw the Knightfall Protocol, and he felt slight guilt as Wayne manor crumbled in flames. Red Hood couldn't help but feel slightly saddened by the death of his adoptive father, he was the only relative he had after his parents death. He wondered if Bruce was alive, though and if he would still take up the Batman cape and mantle. He also pondered on his role as the Arkham Knight, and if he revealed to much to his old Militia forces.
He only hoped they wouldn't target him and the others like he did with Wayne for leaving them leaderless. At the moment, they were in shambles, but that didn't mean Deathstroke or another mercenary wouldn't take up leadership.
"Alright, to Wonder Tower it is then," He muttered, firing out his grapple hook. "Might be useful to ending this disgusting purged city."
And so he left for Wonder Tower, flying across the crime riddle city to the old criminal killing city. He would have to be on guard though, not every crime lord left for Gotham during Scarecrow's control of the city.
old Wonder Tower commander center, Arkham City
"Alright, here goes nothing…" Terrell grunted as he forced the wire together. A spark or two later, the lighting in and outside the tower top flashed to life. The lights looking down the tower came to life, showing the remains of the towers many missile launchers. "Alright, that should do it. Now, there's the problem of repairing the Slipstream."
"By the looks of it, your jet got blown out the sky." Alex wheeled around to get a fist to the stomach. He saw another coming, and dodged to the side pulling out his gun. "What, you think I wouldn't see that?"
"Well, I wasn't really trying to hidden now, was I?" Alex asked the red hooded character, wielding dual handguns and a red helmet. The stranger rushed forward, firing multiple rounds as so. Alex dodged away, firing his own live rounds to the figure. The other dodged, and placed his handguns to their holsters.
"Might as well go hand to hand, don't want to mess that jets paint job or waist bullets." Red Hood stated, jumping forward. Alex tried to punch forward, but Red jumped over his back. Both flashed around to punch, but Red managed to counter Alex's with his own. "Tell me, you couldn't have learned that from common training. What did you do, Capoeira? Krav Maga?"
"What? Hell no, I trained with the very best." Alex replied, ducking down from an incoming fist. He tackled Red to the ground, proceeding to punch him multiple times. Red Hood managed to kick Alex away, raising one of his pistols to the younger. "I trained Keysi, under Commander Morrison."
"Impossible, only one man knows how to fight with that technique. And I watched him die," Red Hood growled, jumping forward again. As he did, Alex ducked down and saw Red grapple to a ceiling ledge. He tried to keep track of where Red went, but would up losing him in the darker parts of the ceiling. "You're fast and quick, but you aren't good on the weapon or gadget side."
Red's mask flared, showing inside the red Detective Mode. He was able to watch Alex, moving steadily behind the Slipstream. Suddenly, Red heard a gunshot and looked to see his armor plate was shot. "How….?" He turned to see Alex atop the Slipstream's engine, gun directly at Red Hood. "You're good; I'll give you that…"
"What can I say, I try to b-" Alex was cut off by Red jumping forward at him. Red Hood jumped behind him, taking him up by his arm and throwing Alex down in front of him.
"But not as good as me," Red's boot slammed onto Alex's neck, the younger captain struggling to remove it. "You're no better than a military soldier, kid. Shame, you could have made a good sidekick for Batman."
"W-Who?" Alex breathed out, and Red's eyes opened slightly more. How did this kid not know Batman? That was like saying you didn't know what a police man was. More importantly, how did this kid a 15 year old manage to take a military jet to Wonder Tower without anyone noticing? It's not like he could pilot it, the jet seemed broken badly.
"What? How did you… Ah, what does it matter? He's dead." Red Hood growled, pulling his foot up. He turned away as the captain coughed horrendously. "So, since you obvious can defend yourself, you obviously have military training, or your a really good cheater. That said, I'll let you keep your…" he glanced at the burnt jet, a rear end wing falling off. "Broken jet… thing."
"Wait!" Alex struggled to his feet, rushing to Red Hood. He had to ask, if this guy lived here, then he'd know where to get parts for his jet. "What year is it?"
"What year? How do you not... Ah, what the hell 2015."
"What's the month?"
"June 23."Red Hood snapped, glancing back for a second. How did this kid not know what day it was? What, did he get frozen by Mr. Freeze or something? "Anything else you want to know, kid?"
"First off, I ain't no kid, I'm a pilot for the Slipstream jet." Alex snarled out, infuriated by this mans irritated emotional state."And second, where the hell can I find the nearest airport to Gibraltar?"
"Gib-what?" Red Hood was now fully confused by this kid. First he was a pilot, then he was a kid, and now he wants to go to Europe. Whats next, he travels through time or something?
"Uh, where… Um, Can I ask you something else, sir? Where could I find-?"
"No, you can't find Superman here. He lives in Metropolis, not Gotham." Red Hood instantly snapped, glancing at him before stopping by the chambers end.
"Uh… No, I wanted to ask where I could find parts to fix a jet." Alex stated, making Red stop. He couldn't even begin to think of what this kid would want for jet parts, but might was well say it.
"Parts for a jet? Hm, well the only place you can find parts, really functional parts, is Wayne Tower." Red stated, pointing out to possibly Gotham. In the far distances sat two high towers, both with the letter 'W' on them in blue. "Either there, or Wayne International Plaza, the other tower. But good luck with that, you wouldn't make it through the front doors without getting seen."
"And why's that?"
"Because Bruce Wayne never gave technology away for free and I doubt Lucius Fox won't do the same." Red readied his grapple, before stopping. For a moment, he suddenly felt the need to head to Wayne Tower as well. If he was going to ever retire from all this Gotham insanity, then he'd need a large amount of money. Money Bruce probably wouldn't mind 'Sharing without realizing he is.'
Besides, he and Deathstroke had done it before and escaped from Red Robin. He could easily do it again. Though, there was the problem of getting caught. He'd need a way to buy off investigators and such, so maybe this kid could be a scapegoat for him.
"Hm, maybe you can help me out kid," Red turned back, removing his 'red hood' to show his oval shaped bowl helmet. "Tell me, have you ever trained in stealth operations? Or weapon mastery?"
"Uh, no…. No, I don't." Alex replied, scratching his head timidly.
Red Hood groaned, turning around fully to him. "Alright, well what do you know?"
"Hand to hand combat, mastery in areal vehicles, and slight weapons training. Mostly just rifles." Alex stated, standing in a more ready stance. "Sir."
"Okay, first off: Don't say sir, I'm no hero I'm a vigilante. Second of all if I'm going to help you, you're going to help me." Red stated, pointing to Wayne Tower/ International Plaza. "I'll help you get into Wayne Tower for your parts, if you're willing to train for it, and you'll help me get what I need to leave Gotham."
"Train? Wait, for how long? What type of training?"
"All types, mastery of stealth, full weapons experience, full vehicle mastery, etc." Red Hood stated, reloading his handguns. "Possibly MMA, Krav Maga specifically in specific stealth movements, as well as multiple other forms of combat."
"For how long?"
"Can't say, I got trained for almost 7 or 8 years. So I'll train you for that long."
"What?! No, I can't go training for that lo-!" Alex was cut off by the pounding of Red Hood's handgun to his face, before being pulled closer to his mask.
"Do I look like I'm willing to waste time, hm? Rethink your answer before I fill it with lead." Red Hood growled, he was honestly losing patience now.
"A-Alright, I-I'll train! I'll train!" Alex yelled out, and then found himself breathing again. Red turned around, this time ready to leave.
"Alright, I'll be waiting at the address," Red Hood tossed him a folded paper, opening it showed a street address. "Don't be late."
That said, Red Hood jumped out the tower, leaving Alex in thought. He knew by the looks of he'd have to train, and if security was as bad as Red Hood stated, then he'd really need to focus on his stealth movements.
He'd also have to watch this Red Hood character, it was clear he really did not waste time in wanting Alex to train and keep the Slipstream. But then again, that same thing had occurred in Blackwatch once, and that ended horridly. Alex wondered if Red Hood wanted something in that tower as well, evidently it seemed like a two person job more than a one.
Either way, it clear he'd have to train and fight and possibly kill to get home. "Oh, what am I going to do Lena?" He asked himself silently, his back sliding on the Slipstream's side. "What am I going to do?"
A/N: So Red Hood has met Alex, and now plans to train him to enter the Wayne Tower. Review what you believe will happen next, and you never know it might happen. I'll try to post chapter 3, if i still have spare time, as soon as possible since i still am dealing with final finals for my main classes.
That said, this is the KnightOfZ3R0 signing off!