Arkham City x Male Reader

A Deal Done

Arkham City was full of scum, it reeked of it. The common inmates grouping together simply for anarchy, the three organised gangs battling for control of rooftops and districts. Which was where (Y/N) now found himself. Two Face had his a small pocket of his men slowly making their way into Penguin's turf. Thanks to Penguin, (Y/N) wouldn't be attacked by the crime lords men. He was on the rooftops, seeing that small team of Dent's men moving through barricades and gates. It was a small expedition tea, no guns only pipes and hand to hand combat weapons. 

Because he didn't have any of his own weapons he would have to engage them fist to fist. The group was around 7 to 10 men in size, there wasn't a sign of command so these were just grunts of the litter. This wouldn't take along, he needed to scare them first. 

Prometheus leaped down from one rooftop to another, his shadow passed onto the street below. 

"What's the plan exactly?" one grunt asked another, clearly unaware why he was there just mindlessly following orders. 

"The boss wants to map out Penguin's patrol patterns, strength of his numbers and with rooftops and whatever" it seemed that thug didn't know or didn't care why he was there. This scouting party was the prelude to a larger attack. 

"You hear how may guys we lost taking the courthouse?" someone asked. 

"Yeah, that Calendar guy put up on helluva fight". 

It seemed Two-Face had taken the Solomon Wayne Courthouse as a base of operations. Judging by what that thug just said, his men had an altercation with the strange villain known as Calendar Man. A strange serial killer who planned and based his murders around holidays of the year. 

The group was coming to a locked gate, they would either try and cut the lock, or climb over it. Just as a pair of grunts approached the gate, (Y/N) his move and out on his Prometheus mask. 

Prometheus leaped down and landed on one knee behind the group, startling them. 

"It's Batman- wait what?" the first thug to turned around, not recognising who Prometheus was. Though they were wearing masks, Prometheus could make out the confusion on their faces. "Who's this guy?" 

"I come with a warning from Penguin" the voice changing filter in the mask made his voice sound deep. "Stay off his turf". 

"You think we're scarred of nut jobs like you?" a thug asked holding his arms in a challenging manner. 

"Yeah you Batman wanna be" another called out. 

That was it, they had their chance. Storming forward Prometheus prepared to engage this rather small group of thugs. The first ran at Prometheus full throttle with a bat raised in the air. Already ready with a counter move, Prometheus grabbed hold of the thugs neck and slammed him into the ground, just before the thug could recover Prometheus stamped on the thugs face breaking his nose in the process. 

Two more thugs approached him, one wielding a pipe. He swung it hard, but Prometheus was easily able to grab hold of the pipe with both hands. He punched the thug in the face causing him to let of a the pipe. Prometheus ducked under an incoming first from he second thug, he swung the pipe down hard onto the back of the thugs leg. Prometheus saw the bone pop out as blood gashed from the injury, the thug fell to the floor crying out in pain. 

This time, four thugs approached him all with fists raised. Prometheus threw the pipe to side and prepared to fight them off. Two thugs punched Prometheus at once, he caught one fist and brought his left arm up to the elbow breaking the thugs arm. He then threw the one with the broken into the other scuffling both to the ground. One would stay down the other wouldn't.