Chapter 7

CJ followed the guided trail that Lola has given him so they can reach the secret easy entrance to where the Black Eyed Cartel's second layer of operations. During that moment of traveling to the location with no catching eyes of him being there, CJ just can not believe what he is feeling from this bond with the experimented symbiote. He can feel every single fiber of his being to the point he can say he is fully awake and alert like never before.

"Enjoying the benefits, that is me?." asked Lola.

"Oh, it's not just the benefits, it's you," CJ answered, his voice filled with awe. "I feel amazingly strong beyond my imagination. I feel like I'm in perfect harmony with everything around me. It's like I can sense every particle in the air, every vibration on the ground. I've never been so alive."

"That is one way to describe it." said Lola.

CJ sees the trail taking him into an alley and goes right on in. "The trails lead me here. Better use detective vision."

CJ activated the tech in his helmet through the command of his as he sees the entrance is in fact a door that is behind a hollow wall. "Bingo."

Once out of detective mode he then put his wrist out and shot his webs. Once the webs stuck good onto the false wall, he then pulled the webs hard with ease causing the wall to come crumbling down.

"I see you getting the hang of Spiderman's webs." commented Lola

"All thanks to you, Lola." CJ opens the door and enters. "Well, Well, what do we have here?."

Looking below he saw a nice group of men hanging out in the small room blocking the elevator that CJ needed to use in order to reach the second operation hideout. Before taking action he took the moment to hear the conversation amongst the thugs. They were talking about him and Batgirl infiltrating their first level hideout.

"Batgirl ain't all that." spoke a thug holding a bat. "She got lucky in finding us. Now, if it was Batman, then I most definitely see him finding us with ease in one night."

"Yeah, that is true." spoke another thug with two brass knuckles. "But he ain't here now, is he? And who the hell is this guy beside her?."

"I don't know about the guy being her bestie, but I do know he is a cop. That same damn cop that killed my brother in Chicago. Boy, when I see him, I'm gonna put a bullet right between his eyes. No one kills my brother and gets away with it." said a thug in red hair.

"Even though your brother was a pedophiles?. Yeah, sorry, but being sexual with kids is not my bottle of beer." spoke another thug, holding a gun.

"Man, fuck you, it is a free country. Shit, if had me a little kid right now, I will make he or she know who to call daddy after fucked their little asses." said the thug.

"Yuck, remind me not to invite you to my nephews tenth barbecue birthday party." said the other thug, who is smoking a cigarette.

"Let's slay these bastards. Starting with that pedophile over there. He is going to be reunited with his brother real soon" said CJ, getting on the rails.

With no hesitation, CJ jumped off the balcony rails and flew right into the red haired thug. When jumped down on the man, he lifted his right fist up and summoned three metal claws before using it to deeply slice out the man's throat. The other thugs were in utter shock and horror at what they witnessed right in front of them. Their minds ask if he is a new vigilant of Gotham.

"Oh, Shit!. Who the fuck is this guy?!." said the thug, tighten up his grip around his bat.

The other thug turned off his safety on his gun. "Whoever the hell he is. His ass is fucking grass!." he shouted. "Everybody spread out and watch your backs!."

CJ pulls out another set of claws in his other fist and has both up forming an X. "Your move, dumbass."

The thug, still in shock, swung his bat wildly at CJ. But CJ was ready and easily dodged it. He then countered with a quick jab from one of his claws, hitting the thug in his right shoulder, making him yelp in pain. The other thug took this opportunity to aim his gun at CJ and fired several shots. Luckily, with the help of tingling spider senses, CJ was able to dodge each one by using his quick reflexes and agility.

Enraged, CJ lunged forward at the gunman, aiming for a kill. The gunman, panicked, tried to run away but CJ was too fast for him. In a blur, CJ tackled the thug to the ground, pinning him down with one hand while raising his claws above the man's throat. The other thug, realizing that he was about to witness the death of his accomplice, quickly raised his hands in surrender. CJ stabbed the man dead before turning his attention to the man who was surrendering.

"Sorry, not sorry, but my ass ain't Batman. Your ass is coming out of this fight as a dead man." said CJ, using the powers of Magneto.

With his hands he made the surrounding metals make a crushing impact to the thug in a wrapping position before strongly crushing his hands together and crushing the man before dropping his corpse to the ground. The thug with the brassed knuckles snuck behind him and grabbed a hold in CJ.

"Got your ass." He says.

"Actually, it is me who got your ass." CJ responded.

The thug, still holding on to CJ, was surprised to hear this. "What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked, looking confused.

"This." CJ vanishes in a cloud of bluish smoke. Then he reappeared behind him and impaled him with his claws through his kidneys. "And now, you know."

The thug screamed in pain as CJ let him drop to the ground. He laid there, wheezing and clutching his wounds. "Wh... who are you?" he managed to choke out between ragged breaths.

"ISO." CJ said before snapping the mans neck.

The remaining thugs used the numbers games to their advantage against CJ. Unfortunately, for them, the odds are in CJ's favor by default.

CJ easily dodges each attack, landing a few counter-blows, and taking down the thugs one by one while killing them in the process after reversing his claws back. He used his repulsor blasters on high settings and used them. It didn't take long before there was only one thug left. He was starting to panic, and with good reason. CJ was relentless. Before the man can even make the attempt to do anying, CJ jumped towards him in a catlike spring as he summoned the sharp claws of the Black Panther on his right hand. The claws made contact with the man's face as it drugged deep into his flesh. With no hesitation, CJ took a grab of the man's face and ripped right off.

As the man lay there, motionless and silent, CJ looked around to see if there were any other threats. Satisfied that he had taken care of them all, he turned his attention to the elevator and pressed the button. The doors opened as he got inside and pressed the button to take him down.

"Bravo, Bravo, Bravo. My, My, My, My, what a wonderful performance you displayed." commented Lola.

"Well, you know how it is. Sometimes you just gotta bring the pain." CJ said nonchalantly, as the elevator descended to the ground floor.

"And rightfully so. They deserve it." said Lola.

"Yeah, they did." replied CJ as the elevator doors opened. He stepped out onto the ground floor and took a deep breath, letting the adrenaline fade away. "Man, that was intense. You know what they say, 'with great power comes great responsibility'."

Lola chuckled. "Hey, I told you that!."

CJ finds himself in the long hallway as he makes his way through the halls. He looked to both sides of clear glass seeing labs of cocaine production in the process. Using the key scent skill of Wolverine, CJ smells the main point of the building.

"I expected this place to be huge but it is not." said CJ, stopping dead when seeing the door locked by the security keypad.

"Well, you can either hack it or break it. I'm up for either." replied Lola.

"Hacking, should do just fine." CJ waved his hand and saw the yellow lock icon on the screen switched to a green unlock icon.

CJ enters through the room. Upon entering his sensors showed him fifty gunned men, twenty unarmed men, and two heavy set men with machine guns. He looked at his surroundings and saw this room being the packing facility as he took his sight at the office balcony and saw the Kingpin smoking his cigar.

"And there is my target." CJ hunched down and made his way down the steps to prevent anyone from detecting him.

Then he looked up to see a perfect spot to perform a drop on one of these men as he shot his web zoomed up and looked at a close-by thug.

"Ready for the kill." said Lola.

CJ waited until the thug got underneath as he swept him up with his web. Wrapping him up and dropping him right down in an upside down hanging position. Instead of leaving the man just there and going unconscious like the Bat Family does, he grabbed rope off the webs and sent it through extreme electric shock. The man screams in agony before CJ flies down and get himself underneath the floor.

"Oh, shit!." cried the thug reaching the dead upside down thug.

"Ah, man, he is bacon burnt." said the other thug.

"I thought Batman doesn't kill?!." said the Kingpin.

"That's true, but it's not him. It looks like it is someone new." said one of the unarmed men.

"Well, let's find out where he is." ordered the Kingpin, motioning to the armed men. They began to search the room, while the two heavy set men with machine guns kept their eyes on their close area before moving.

CJ stayed hidden, using his heightened senses to track the men as they moved. He could hear their footsteps, smell their cologne, and see their movements as they searched for him. The Kingpin paced back and forth on the balcony, his frustration growing with each passing moment.

As the armed men searched a nearby corner, CJ saw his opportunity. He swiftly moved behind one of the heavy set men with machine guns, avoiding detection. With a powerful thrust, he used his sharp pointed Venom tentacle and shoved it right into the man's chest, pushing out his heart and internal organs. The other heavy set gunman spun around, surprised to see CJ standing behind him and killed his twin brother. Before he could react, CJ rushed over there with the power of Quicksilver and laid multiple punches with the combined strength of Hulk and Abomination. Thus, implanting pure high dangerous gamma radiation and caused him to fall dead.

"Dude, you killed him!" said the armed men, now more shocked than frightened.

"So, you're not Batman." The Kingpin tried to stay cool and relaxed. "But you're just as good. I'll give you that."

CJ stood there, his chest heaving slightly. His costume was splattered with blood and gore, but he didn't seem to mind. The men around him, both armed and unarmed, were all either dead or dying. The room reeked of gunpowder and blood.

"I don't care if you think I'm Batman or not, because I am nothing like that soft bitch and so don't you dare compare me with him." CJ said, his voice steady. "Besides, I'm just here to take you down. You and your entire operation."

The Kingpin loses his coolness and boldness. His expression is cold and calculating. "You may have taken out a few of my men, but you're still no match for me. I've been planning this for a long time, and I have backups. Backups for my backups."

"Yeah, and they are locked up in a GCPD holdup. But you, however, are not going to be joining your boys in lockup." CJ jumped up, grabbed the kingpin and threw him through the door.

"You piece of shit, you think you can just throw me around like that?!" the Kingpin shouted, scrambling to his feet. "I'll have you know--"

Before he could finish his threat, CJ was on him again, grabbing the Kingpin by the collar and slamming him into the wall. "Shut up, you piece of garbage! All you know how to do is talk! Well, I'm here to do the real work!"

The Kingpin, surprised by the force behind CJ's attack, struggled to free himself. "You think you can just come in here and take me down?. I've got an army at my disposal! An entire criminal empire!."

"And they will be disbanded after the word gets out about what has happened to you. Let alone how you went out." CJ spoke coldly.

This put utter fear in the cartel boss as his cocaine high has calmed down as he got thrown into his leather chair. CJ faced the man and put the living fear in the man.

"Unleash the power of the Ghost Rider and smoke his ass, CJ." spoke Lola.

CJ grabbed the kingpin by his chin. He looked him dead in the eyes while his eyes were fiery burning. "Look into my eyes and feel the pain of the suffering innocence you killed with your bloody cartel. FEEL THEIR PAIN!."

The kingpin, frozen in fear, saw nothing but the flaming spirit of vengeance. "You... you're not human..."

"You damn skippy I am not." said CJ.

The man screamed out in utter all out suffering pain as he can see all the innocent people he had killed and did wrong as he feels his soul and insides extremely burning. The deed is done as the man sits in his chair burned and dead. CJ gets away from his self justice and takes a look at the fruits of his labors.

"Great work, CJ. Gotham needs us. It needs real justice. It needs something that the weakass Batman and his family can not provide." said Lola, both being honest and proud.

CJ took a deep breath, still feeling the weight of what he had done. "Yeah... Thanks. But it's not over yet. There's still a lot of work to do. Inform GCPD of this location. Time for Jim and everyone knows that there is a new vigilante in the city."

"Damn straight. I am sending the information right now." said Lola.

"Before we go, let me give them a calling card. I know this will wild up the Bat Family." said CJ.

Hours have gone by that night after what CJ has done and spent his first night as a vigilante by going on patrol. Meanwhile somewhere on Miagani Island, Barbara, who is in her Batgirl attire, is currently in Wayne Tower inside of Bruce's office. She is hanging out with Lucius, since nothing was jumping tonight and she had nothing else to do at home. Currently she was sitting at the desk looking at the much detailed blueprints of the next and more superior Batmobile on the computer screen with Lucius showing her the details.

"This car will be Bruce's right hand assistant out there on the field. This baby is a tank. Can take on simple strikes depending on the impact and is equipped with a non lethal gun." said Lucius, admiring his handy work.

"I gotta say Lucius, this is by far the best work you ever come up with." Barbara read the detailed information of each part. "How soon will you get this vehicle up and running?."

"Unfortunately, not soon enough, Ms. Gordon." Lucius adjusted his glasses. "This Batmobile is a work of art regardless of having the money and supplies to bring it into reality. I need my top engineers and top ITs to make it operational and function properly. Bruce is going to give it its final test and see how well it runs out there. Based upon my calculations, the new Batmobile will be ready some time down the road."

"I see." Barbara then heard the beep noise and answered through the wrist of her arm.

It shoots a hologram showing the Bat symbol litting up and knows exactly what this means as she got up to leave. She tells Lucious good night before exiting out of the office and calls forth the Batwing. Without a second to waste the Batwing pulled up above her as she shoots her batclaw and zooms right into it. Once getting inside the pilot seat she lets the autopilot fly her back to Bleake Island. Jim, who is on the rooftop of his department, is waiting by the Bat signal to get a response from any of the members of the Bat Family since his go to Bat isn't back yet from his part time work with the Justice League.

Jim, who had a folder underneath his left armpit, paced forward while taking the sight of his beloved city before turning back around. When he turned back around there was Batgirl right in front of him which gave him a quick jump scare.

"Damn, I really wish that you and the other two don't do that." said Jim, calming himself down.

"Sorry, Commissioner." Barbara spoke with a little guilt of scaring her own father. "It is a force of habit. What's wrong?."

Jim handed her the folder. "It would seem that someone has officially eliminated the Black Eyed cartel all in one night tonight. Sounds familiar?."

Barbara, who had not yet opened the folder, looked at her father after turning off the Bat signal. "Huh, it sounded like Robin. He should have told me he had found the Kingpin."

"I hate to break it to you, Batgirl, but Robin did not shut down the Black Eyed cartel. Last time I checked, you, him, and Batman don't kill." said Jim.

This caught Barbara's full attention when her father said don't kill as if someone had killed tonight. She opened the folder and see pictures of dead thugs and was in utter shock that this happened tonight.

"You said that someone has killed the Black Eyed cartel tonight?. Then yeah it wasn't us because we are the complete opposite. This must be a rivalry cartel. That has to be it." said Barbara, giving herself the benefit of the doubt.

"No it is not." Jim took out his pipe to smoke. "We received a message call-in to the hideout. We were shocked by what we saw tonight. No rival cartel would inform the cops about their actions. This work is done by a new vigilante."

"Any potential leads?." Barbara searched through information in her hands.

"So far we have a name and symbol. Assuming it is a calling card. The picture is at the very end." said Jim, before lighting his pipe to smoke.

Barbara went right into the last picture. Her mouth slightly dropped. There in the picture showed a nice big carved picture of some sort of symbol that she can not say where it is from. At the bottom it had a name under it as both the name and symbol were burnt carved into the brick wall as if either Superman or Supergirl had done it.

"Iso. Hmmm, I better have to take a better look into finding out who this mystery vigilante is." Barbara handed back the closed folder to her father. "No one is going to muscle in on my city. Especially, they are taking lives and not leaving them unconscious."

"Wish you the best luck, Batgirl." Jim looked at the folder for a few seconds and then looked back up to see Batgirl gone. "Damn. A simple bye would be a lot more professional."

Little did Jim know that Barbara was down to the level of GCPD as she began to word search the word Iso to get any idea of possible leads. She found her definition and is confused about the individual choosing this word as its name.

"Iso. Meaning equal. Now, that is a strange one." Barbara turned off her hologram on her arm wrist. "Looks like I am going to have to solve this case tonight. I should know the gender of this person through evidence scan mode."

Barbara jumped off and spread her wings and glide before making herself get enough acceleration to glide up higher.