I Can't Forgive The Things You Did [Open, In Progress]
WHO: Batman, Batgirl, Shira, and anyone else who wants to take vengeance on Shira for raping and killing Susan.
WHAT: The Bats are hunting down Shira to make him pay for his crimes
WHERE: Rivelata's Red Light District (NO, NOT PORNELATA)
WHEN: Day 149, evening
The Batman hurtled through the night, a black comet against the sky as he sought his prey. The man was smart enough to flee the docks, but hardly clever enough to cover his tracks. No, the Detective would find him, and then this monster of a man would pay.
All of the others, every last one of them had always eluded him. Rudy and Dexter. The Keheitai. The Joker. The Scarecrow. Countless other murderers and criminals. For one reason or another, every one of them had slipped through his fingers and escaped punishment. But he had somewhere to keep them now. Somewhere to cage the monsters of Rivelata and keep it from turning into the madhouse Gotham had long ago transformed into.
If Shira was expecting a slap on the wrist, or a mere punch in the jaw, he was in for a very unpleasant surprise.
Spotting the criminal and signaling to his partner to follow, he picked up speed before finally leaping down to land right in front of the fleeing killer. Rising, cloak of pure blackness wrapped around him, he gave a deadly glare that had more often than not sent grown men fleeing.
WHAT: The Bats are hunting down Shira to make him pay for his crimes
WHERE: Rivelata's Red Light District (NO, NOT PORNELATA)
WHEN: Day 149, evening
The Batman hurtled through the night, a black comet against the sky as he sought his prey. The man was smart enough to flee the docks, but hardly clever enough to cover his tracks. No, the Detective would find him, and then this monster of a man would pay.
All of the others, every last one of them had always eluded him. Rudy and Dexter. The Keheitai. The Joker. The Scarecrow. Countless other murderers and criminals. For one reason or another, every one of them had slipped through his fingers and escaped punishment. But he had somewhere to keep them now. Somewhere to cage the monsters of Rivelata and keep it from turning into the madhouse Gotham had long ago transformed into.
If Shira was expecting a slap on the wrist, or a mere punch in the jaw, he was in for a very unpleasant surprise.
Spotting the criminal and signaling to his partner to follow, he picked up speed before finally leaping down to land right in front of the fleeing killer. Rising, cloak of pure blackness wrapped around him, he gave a deadly glare that had more often than not sent grown men fleeing.