Gates Ghost

Iron sharpens Iron (part 1)

Gotham December 26, 2016

I was dragged out the limo and landed on the back of my head, I felt broken glass and blood on my hands and arms as I opened my eyes. The thing that saved me was a faceless red helmet staring at me, I sat up and crawled backwards. I gave it a closer look, it was a person in a biker's leather jacket with a hood, jeans, black boots, and a gray shirt with a bleeding bat like symbol in the center, it held a gun in one of hands. The figure walked up to the limo, and pulled out Roman, the figure bashed Roman's head into the door.

"Black Mask, you really think I wouldn't notice you out here, just can't believe you would kidnap someone." The person said.

"Good thing I'm not." Black Mask replied as he took off his mask and took out a phone revealing another man in a white suit with his mask.

"Ah man if I knew you had Skype I would of friended you."

"I thought we settled everything a few months ago, why are you still after me?"

"I'm making sure there is one less problem in the streets of Gotham. Beside like I was going forget you hiring a certain clown to take me out."

"Well you're busy at the moment." I was grabbed by a man from behind, he took the gun from my hand and pointed it at me. The red mask man aimed his gun towards me and the main, he slowly cocking his gun as I closed my eyes, scared of him missing and me dead. I heard complete silence until a loud BANG! I opened my eyes, then turned around, the guy who grabbed me was dead on the ground a bullet hole to his head. I couldn't say thank you so I nodded at the red mask man when the fake Roman jumped him from behind a knocked him down, I quickly grabbed the gun behind me and shot the guy in his chest. The hero stood up and brushed himself off.

"Thanks kid, your lucky shot killed him." The hero said.

"Now we're even."

"No, we aren't, your shot was lucky, a 20% chance of it hitting him is not worth saving me. And he was already weakened by the crash, a normal person would of survived it. Do me a favor, go back to your parents and stop walking in the dark." He was about to walk away.

"My dad left before I was born and my mom was murdered."

"Boo-hoo that's a part of life kid, villains kill people for fun or something."

"Villains do but heros don't." He suddenly stopped in his track, he slowly turned around and stared at me, mostly likely at my clothes. "Please help me, I'm not from here I'm from Star City."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Train me, help me do something so until I know around this place." We stared at each other I wondered what he was doing, he put his hand guns away and pulled out another one with a grappling hook on it.

"Who are you, your real names."

"...Michael Gates."

"Well Gates, I will only teach you the basic about every thing I know. Get on my back before the rest of them show up or worse: Batman." He bent down and I piggyback him, he shot the grappling gun up and we were flung up until we reached a building. He dropped me on the roof, I got up.

"What's your name anyway?"

"I had have a lot of names, but I prefer to be called Red Hood."

June 30, 2020

"Master Gates, MASTER GATES!" I heard someone said to me. I was startled and jumped a little, I turned around and saw a old man wearing a tuxedo while he was driving, his hair and mustache was grayish. "Thank goodness, I thought for a moment you died on me."