Dragon's Fate [Batman x Ikkitousen Harem]

CH1: The Sleeping Dragon's Pawn (prt 1)

"Heh, get a load of this freak."

"Thinks Halloween's come early."

They jeered and snickered with voices, that were laden with a mix of Chinese and American accents, echoing in a trash strewn alley.

Storm clouds overhead began to loom over the east end of Gotham City's Chinatown where the district's most feared street gang, the 'Ghost Dragons', were in the middle of shaking down one of their latest victims; This time being an elderly Chinese man who was being held with a knife to his neck. Being at their mercy, the poor man shivered in fear and was certain that they would've milked him for all he's worth and then leave him for dead. They would have, had HE not suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Emerging from the darkness, the figure took slow intimidating steps towards them. A dark blue scalloped cape draped down his back and the long ears of his cowl pointed up like dangerous spikes, all while his sharp white eyes remained fixed on the gang before him.

Each member of the Ghost Dragons were dressed uniquely, like a menagerie of poster children for urban street wear; some with bandannas, others with face paint, some with piercings, others with tattoos and so on. But one common trait about them stood out to the vigilante: they were all quite young, probably still in high school.

Frankly, it made his blood boil. He had no sympathy for young punks who would throw away their futures for criminal lives.

In a ballsy move, one of the Ghost Dragons went right up to him with a metal baseball bat slung on his shoulders and an amused look.

" 'The hell are you supposed be? Huh?" he sneered.

Seeing the vigilante remain silent twisted the gang member's expression to anger and he swung the metal bat at him only for it to be caught in his gloved hands as he counterattacked with a few fist strikes to the gang member's head before twisting his arm to disarm him and hitting him with another flurry of strikes to send him to the ground. With fury still burning inside him, the vigilante wailed on him for good measure as the rest of the Ghost Dragons looked on in horror.

"Vengeance." Batman finally replied after he was done, a flash of lightning and thunder briefly illuminating his visage.

"Let's fuck this guy up!"

The rest of the gang charged and surrounded him, leaving behind the old man who quickly took advantage of being forgotten to scramble and run away.

Two of the Ghost Dragons were tossed away like rag-dolls before one of tried blindsiding Batman with a haymaker but the Bat intercepted his arm and retaliated by smashing his elbow against his ribs. A few of them tried to attack him all at once but Batman was able block and counter from his blind spots like he had a total read of the battlefield.

He wasn't always successful though, some managed to strike him with a few lucky hits; one in particular hit his head hard with a crowbar. Batman staggered, definitely seeing stars, but he didn't go down and recovered quickly enough to catch the crowbar as it was being swung at him again and yank it towards him along with the attacker, catching him by the throat before choke-slamming him to the ground.