2: Sionis

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Roman Sionis. Weapons dealer, crime kingpin, Gotham's sweetheart. A never ending façade allowed Sionis to keep a high profile amongst Gotham's elite. However, when people start to dig too deep, he'll let them know.

Police sergeant Jim Gordon was one such man, digging too deep on the wrong case.
A blow to the face with brass knuckles was exactly the kind of thing that would get that point across. Blood spurted from his cold lips, the torturous punishments clearly having an effect on him.
"Sionis... I'm gonna get you for this you piece of shit. The GCPD will find you!" Jim yelled out only to another punch, causing him to groan.

"Oh Gordon... When will you learn?" Roman turned, having evacuated from a close run in with the caped crusader only ten minutes prior. He stared Gordon down, still keeping the black mask on his face.
"Nobody can stop me. I tie up loose ends.... Like old baby Barbra here." He smirked a wide smirk under the metal mask, flicking on a TV screen to reveal their latest hostage. Gordon's very own daughter, Barbara.
"Let her go! You sunnova bitch!!!" He yelled, feeling sharp pain across his body.
Roman chuckled and clapped his hands once
"Oh but what would be the fun in that?! The night is young Gordon and we want her to see you suffer. So c'mon, be a good piggy and play along." Sionis grinned and left the cell.
"Keep the bastard sedated, I need to clean my hands." Roman removed his mask, shaking his hair around and flinching in disgust at his bloodied hands.
"Ew."

He walked up to his bathroom, signalling for a henchman to play his playlist.
Heart of glass by blondie, his favourite post torture song.
"Ohhh I love it!" He cackled maniacally, dancing around his room in relaxation. Sionis washed off his hands and continued to dance, kicking off his shoes and suit, donning a robe in which he got into bed with a glass of whiskey.
"Now listen, I want everyone watching the bat." He instructed.
"Set off Protocol Extinction, and send out the message to every one after him. 1 million for the man, or woman because we're gender inclusive in this business, that brings him to me. Dead or alive.".
The henchman nodded before recieving a giddy piece of laughter from Roman.
"Oh isn't this exciting?! I love it! Yeah.." he chuckled happily.
"Now piss off. Go!"

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