The Shadow Knight Begins: Part One: Dark Origin

Chapter 10: Karma Houdini

I wasn't surprised he was standing there looking out through the blinds of his window, smugly, calmly as I could tell by hearing his heartbeat.

I knew he knew I was coming, and was waiting for me.

But I wasn't going to rush in, knowing the brain he would have a trick up his sleeve.

So I proceeded, slowly walking across the dark room cautiously.

"You've done well my friend..." Dorian said with his back facing me, "your talents are extraordinary, and your endurance if amazing...but hardly what I would say would be you at the peak of your powers. You've only just started, you have more to learn."

"So you know about my powers..." I said in my shadow knight voice.

"Yes I did, it's the very stuff my latest and greatest invention, and weapon produces in people with...err... certain D.N.A abnormalities if you will, however on normal people in its basic form, it's a potent acid. but I recently found that it can also be refined to be distilled, separated to form other more...intriguing things" Dorian continued.

"Like that gas you used on the cops, the S.W.A.T team and the red death gang" I deduced.

"That and so much more!" Dorian finch said proud of his mutagen creation.

"How much more...?" I asked drawing my gun, aiming at Dorian's head.

"Oh...you'll see, in fact the whole city will see" Dorian answered, with a menacing tone.

"I don't think so...you've caused too much pain and suffering today, let alone in the past ten years...you go down today!" I clicked the gun, firing a blank, but I knew the next one wasn't a blank...or a shadow bullet.

"So..." the brain said, "you loaded a real bullet in your gun did you?"

"took it from blackie's gun...it has his fingerprints on it" I explained, "you see I shoot you, and the police will think its blackie because that's all they'll find on the bullet is blackie's D.N.A and since he's already been seen by a group of eyewitness's I know aren't on your payroll, who are decent cops one of them who knows who blackie is, and that he tried to kill the platoon of officers at that warehouse you gassed... I shoot you and everyone will think it was blackie and they'll be looking for him. With your death, people will be liberated by your evil's death"

"But my death will also cause a gang war as well..." the brain added, "with the loss of the tyrant, petty criminals will be fighting for a piece if not the whole pie of the city for themselves. I have all the criminals in the city under my thumb. You know that's what would happen"

"That's why I have this is a last resort if you try and escape. I would prefer to see you rot in a supermax somewhere until you're too old to harm anyone ever again!" I continued, "But I'm not against killing evil like you. Even cops have to take a life to do what's right"

"But you're not a cop are you?" the brain asked.

"No...I'm evils reckoning" I answered.

"So if you WON'T kill me unless necessary, WEAKLING..." Dorian mocked me, "What did you have in mind in taking me in to jail?"

"Your confession, your voice recording at the gassing...." I said reaching into the folds of my trenchcoat, pulling out my recording devices, "something I designed. It picks up and records...what I want it to...by way of a special filter program I installed..." I saw Dorian reach for his pocket, but he found himself surprised when he found nothing in his pocket.

I laughed my mocking laugh, and pulled out Dorian's gun.

"And also I forgot to mention...with you gun having your finger prints on it, not mine, due to my gloves...it will look like you shot at blackie in self defense. There will be a man hunt for blackie for the deaths of all those girls, and the death of industrialist Dorian finch." I snickered sinisterly.