A Red Knight

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Just outside of Gotham at the docks Guile Reusch, a tall brutish man with the personality of a rock and a local crimelord, is making some quick cash in an exchange of drugs late at night.

But as the bag is passed to him a small knife cuts his hand and the bag dropped on the floor.

"That'll cost you!", he said ,with a deep but calm voice.

Because superheroes aren't publicized there have been certain vigilantes coming out but giving up after a few weeks because they weren't making a difference or worse, but this time was different.

"Come out from the shadow, coward! And face your punishment like a man".

After he said that, there was silence until it was broken by more small knives being thrown at the men.

After they took cover behind steel crates they could see where the knives were being thrown from.

Guiles men directed thier pistols in the direction of the knife thrower and fired as many shots as they had in the guns.

But that was just what the knife thrower wanted, he dodged every single bullet but was grazed by one that ricocheted.

When the men went to reload, they were each of them pulled into the shadows and tossed out tied by a rope and unconscious one by one.

Guile got scared and shot random bullets into the night while slowly taking steps backwards.

Then he tripped on a boats rope that was tied to the docks.

"Come out form the dark and fight me" he said with a trembling voice.

Just like that out came the figure from the shadows until he was completely out.

His suit was completely black and he had a cheap black mask on that resembled that of Batman's with leather gloves that only showed half of each of his fingers.

His eyes were covered by tinted lenses cut out from shades. Guile let out a confident laugh "Ha ha ha!" As he tried to catch his breath "Your just a... your just a kid".

The boys eyes squinted through the holes of the mask.

Guile got up "hold on, hold on give me a second" still letting out little chuckles.

Once he got up on his feet he said "OK kid give me your best shot".

The boy grabbed a near by block of wood within arms reach and slapped Guile with it.

His face lit up red as the blood started to flow out from the cuts on his face made by the small pieces of wood sticking out of the block.

The swing didn't knock him off his feet but it did get him off balance and dizzy.

Guile still stood his ground while the boy with his head tilted to the side, wondered why Guile was still conscious.

The tall brute got his bearings and threw up his hands and got into a fighting position.

He shot a punch left and right, but the boy obviously dodged them as he was more agile.

He moved gracefully and with ease.

Then without breaking a sweat the boy grabbed one of Guile's swinging arms and dislocates it from his body.

Guile went down and didn't come back up, he was shocked with pain and passed out from it.

When he woke up he felt the water on his face from it being splashed on him.

He looked around and tried to get up, forgetting the dislocated shoulder he had on his right arm.
Immediatly he was struck back to the ground by the pain.

He tried to look around again, but all he saw was darkness until the lights turned on and started to flicker.

He then realized he was in a warehouse just outside the docks with crates the size of busses each of them.

He saw the shadow of the monster that dislocated his shoulder.

" Aye! Stay away from me, don't come any closer" he said with a whimper in his voice.

As the lights flickered the shadow got closer and closer until he was staring into the lens of the boy that completely embarrassed him and his reputation.

For a while there was silence just the boy staring into the mans soul, and Guile breathing so hard he created fog on the boys lenses.
The silence was broken by a bang on the crate beside the two that the boy hit with his hand.

With a loud and simulated voice the boy said

"Listen to me because you want to hear this. Gotham is my city now, I don't want to see you or your lackies around it. If I do, this will be the last face you'll  ever see again. Gotham is protected by me, the Red Knight!!".

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