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this is the a bit of the prologue and i'll put the full thing up as soon as possible, i promise

On the night Gotham fell, when the city's knight lay on the ground, his body broken, his spirit numb, weak and waiting for the end to come, but how did the knight, who always won, finally lose his crusade? This is the story of how The Batman dies.

48 hours ago:

I enter the office building through the skylight, somehow these thugs take no notice of the smashing, good. I take the high ground, they never think to look up here, and plan the quickest way to take them out, no time for fear tactics, I throw a firecracker in the conference room, they're all drawn to it like moths to light. I smash through the door and am greeted by five armed thugs, now the fun begins. The first guy throws a right hook I counter this by blocking it with my left forearm and hitting his elbow from below, the snap is satisfying as I see the thugs fear in his eyes, the next guy tries to fire his mp5 but I put a batarang in its firing mechanism so I can handle the third guy, trying to drop kick me, I twist him whilst he is still in mid-air and slam him face down on the floor, no surgeon on earth can remake his face the way it was, now the fourth and fifth are smart enough to work together so when they both go at me, I leg sweep them and snap the fourths leg and the fifth gives in, good, now the second guy who is trying to un-jam my batarang get met with a 10 amp shock paralyzing his arm, now for the interrogation, I pick the cowering thug up.                                                                                                            

"Where is he?" I growl.                                                                                                                                                       "Tell me now."                                                                                                                                                                         "I dunno where the boss is, he just gives orders and we follow." He stutters,                                              I punch him in the ribs and I feel the snap I ask him again                                                                                  "I'll ask you again, where is he?"                                                                                                                                    "I told you I don't know."                                                                                                                                                    I believe him so I slam, him face first, against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

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