The Dark Knight

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Batman's POV

It was a dark night in Gotham. Thugs heading off the streets in horror of the hero known as batman. Or the dark knight. Which is me.

I stalked the alleyways for thugs. Just waiting for a moment to appear so I can take someone out. My footsteps made no sound and you'd have no idea that I am here.

"Give me the money!" I heard in an alley 3 blocks away.

Then a scream. I used my grappling hook to get on the roof the building and started running.

By the time I got there the thug had a gun to a girls head. She looked horrified. He had a mask on so I couldn't see his face but I slowly drew a batarang from my utility belt.

I flicked my wrist and the batarang hit the gun out the thugs hand. Before the thug had a chance to move I had already dropped down and punched him right in the face.

He stumbled back a few steps and right when he regained his balance I roundhouse kicked him right in the gut. He was out cold.

I tossed the women the purse and walked off. Day was coming and that's when the real me comes out. The Bruce Wayne comes out.

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