This place is a dump, and Poison Ivy made it more of one on the way out. The register is empty. Poison Oak cover the walls and water from broken pipes still soaks the carpet in the barely sunlit store. Cheep knock off superhero memorabilia lies strewn across the floor. A lone cop stands outside the place, on guard. It's not much for the lady ( Read more... )

One of these days, Ben decided, he'd really invest in this whole 'cellphone' thing that had swept the world while he was away training. Most of the time he was out in the field he had a Squad comm, but this wasn't exactly Squad business. And there was a phone in the dojo but he didn't want to be overheard ( Read more... )

They'd heard he took the occasional metahuman hunt job a long time ago. Dropped off the radar until recently, but what does that matter? What matters is half of Arkham is out, one of their own is missing, and the plant lady skipped town after raiding the Gotham PD file room. someone that worked a little...unorthodoxly...was going to be needed on ( Read more... )

Over 50 miles and a world away from the nearest cape haven in a congressional district run by a lady who openly skeptical of cape goodness. People here are just far enough to the action to be fascinated, but not close enough to be terrified. Great place for a collectibles shop under a new identity away from supposed heroes, not so supposed ( Read more... )

Everyone is in such a talkative mood. Except Harvey of course. All talking about that police detective that shot the Scarecrow and just about killed him.

They think of us differently...
Where's the love? The fear?
I say we take it back. Take Crane back. Burn the precincts to the ground!
But what of the Bat?!But what of him and this horrible ( Read more... )

Dusk ebbed on the western horizon, shadows of the sun brushing blood upon a crisp, blue canvas. Hanging opaque and small over the Evercreek Housing Development in western Pasadena, the moon, saddened in its waning, courted the stars' dance, teasing Twilight ethers across the firmament of young Autumn. Here, in this quiet suburb of the upper- ( Read more... )