Chivalry of a Dark Knight [Batman x Rakudai Kishi no Cavalry]

CH1: Waking up on the other side (prt 3)

He stirred feeling the harshness of the sun beating down on the black portions of his suit, his eyelids felt like velcro as peeling them open was such a strain that he wondered how long he had them closed. Light assaulted his vision and he squinted as he groggily forced himself up. He steadied himself on wobbly legs and swallow a couple of times to prevent loosing the food in his stomach. Everything in his body felt sore and his head was being plagued by a pounding headache, in a word: he felt like hell.

He stumbled towards a railing and held on to it to stop his body from collapsing, opening his eyes fully when it adjusted to the light so he can take in his surroundings.

He was on a rooftop of some apartment building and judging from the environment, he was definitely not in Gotham but from the various signs that was written in kanji and the landmarks, he recognized where he was.

"I'm in...Japan?" he grunted.

More accurately, it was Tokyo. Bruce had visited the city a few times before, a long time ago when he was abroad training and more recently during a visit to one of Wayntech's subsidiaries located here. But right now he wondered how did he end up here, on the other side of the globe. He tapped on the comm-link on the side of his cowl and attempted to contact Alfred.

"Alfred, I need you arrange a private j..."

There was complete static of the other end of the call.

"Alfred?"

He switched to different Comm channels but there was no response. He even tried remotely dialling Wayne Manor or his office in Wayne Industries but it was the same result.

"Perhaps the signal's being jammed?"

He began to feel on edge as he recalled the events from before, the purple haired girl who stole that sword from the Gotham Museum.

Now that he thought about it, the sword was no longer in his possession and assumed that she took it from him after....he wasn't able to process it, everything was a blur after he touched that stolen weapon.

But now he considered that maybe she was the one responsible for bringing him here. If so, how? and why? He remembered that she indicated that she working for someone, did they have something to do with it? Paranoia began to set in as he began to wonder if he was captured, but why leave him here? Did that mean someone was watching him?

He sighed and rubbed his head, deciding that standing around in broad daylight in the suit pondering about unknown events wasn't going to do him any good. And so after making sure the coast was clear, he scaled down the side of the building and grabbed some hanged clothes on the way, an act which he felt a little guilty about.

After taking off his cowl, cape and rest of his armor he quickly dressed in the articles of clothing he "borrowed": the salmon-colored shirt was crumpled but it hugged his frame fine, same with the pants. He bundled his armor the best he could and stashed it in a safe place where he would retrieve it later.

He opened one of the compartments of his utility belt to reveal a few hundred dollar bills and bunch of fake IDs and passports, these were tools that he would normally use for undercover work. He would later go to a local forex to exchange those dollars for yen.

He was still barefoot and hoped no one would notice but on the other hand, the locals would probably dismiss him as some idiot gaijin which was fine by him. Later he was able to buy some cheap sandals and shades, completing his "Idiot Gaijin look". He then hailed a Taxi and requested to be driven to the airport.

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"Sorry. The number you have dialed does not exist" was what he had heard over and over after dialing. Wayne Manor, His office, Alfred, Lucius, every mobile number he knew responded the same and every office number responded with the automated messages saying that the Area Code "is not valid". Bruce hung up the payphone in bewilderment. He wondered what was going on in Gotham and was beginning to worry.