The fight of life

chapter 1

Another day in Gotham city, how I like it gray and raining and it's almost night soon so I can start the investigation on 33 bald st. the night before it, it was a night just like this. Where the light sleep and the night parties. The banks all lock up for the night and that when the guest of the night have some fun and come out and play. Its whole new world with crime.

Beeb, "Alfred what is that bank alarm reading from my intercom and why is it important." Batman said with a puzzled look on his face. "Black Mask is at the bank at 33 bald St and he has hostages." Alfred said with a worried but profound face."Not surprised" said Batman slightly mad. " how many are there, it past closing time hour pasts." Batman with a look in his eyes trying how to figure out how to calm the robber without raising suspicion and get the hostage out safely. Alfred interrupts his thinking. " They all match victim of kidnappings," Alfred said with the face of a man who is very worried about a person that he doesn't know but he is just worried about the person. " Batman go in with caution you know how black mask handles his victims with such torture of snapping bones and push those bone into each other. A gruesome way to feel on the last minutes of your life." Alfred said sternly.

Swoosh, the bat grapple goes through the air like Tarzan but not running into trees. Batman chasing steadily behind the grapple at the right moment you can see the rain just stand still. The air is cool and moist like mid-morning dew. This moment of peace that I enjoy that no one will understand because of my past or what I have become as a man, a vigilante. with such gracefulness, he takes such measure to makes sure that he is hidden and quiet. The feeling that you get when you are about to dislocate a man arm get hard that its look because you risk the fact that will he will scream. The easier it makes is going from the top down that why the roofs are the best cover for me like a guardian angel just covering me from the view of weary eyes.

"Batman, I know you hear my men are getting quieter than ever. I'm not that stupid, come on out from hiding and lets settled like men of this time." Black Mask said with a slightly tik off-ness. "I'm here come with me quilty and I will ensure you will, do fine in the Arkham Asylum." Batman said as he swished down from a dark corner that he hid it." "you don't really get it. I'm just the tip of the iceberg. Are you sure you want to take me in than risk world domination."Black Mask said with a poker face. "Tell what do you mean by World Domination, " Batman said with his raspy clear voice. A voice that meant to ensure order but fear at the same time." in the least of your worried my delivery team is long gone with the match of the fire." Black mask said before he was punched unconscious."

The start of the Batmobile is like a horse getting ready for a race. Riding is true peace we all have that feeling when you were younger, riding a car for the first time, where everything is flashing by you so fast. You get the peace that you never had before. I never had that like most children. Most children had a mom and dad to grow up with, not one that dies when right in front of you. So this is new for me. The road that leads to Arkham asylum is quiet always. The tree never grows the ponds never clear up, the only life before the asylum is just crow and germ. The reason is the world you live near something that has creepy laughter or screaming.