In Mark Wooden’s Batman fanfiction, the Caped Crusader makes his entrance at the Gotham Convention Center where Russian operatives try to steal Tony Stark’s security drone.
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Batman parked the Batmobile at the dock area just outside Stark’s convention space. He moved on foot to an entrance and let himself in via his electronic lock picking tool.
As he moved through the space toward Stark’s stage, Batman reconnected with Batgirl.
“Status of communication with Stark?” he asked.
“I’ve isolated his signal,” Batgirl said, “now I just have to beat past is safeguards. Still haven’t cracked the SHIELD database either.”
“Keep working on both,” Batman said.
Returning his attention to the convention center, Batman approached the stage from the technician area in the rear. He could hear ropes, shuffling feet and clanking from the stage.
Looking at the tech gear, he saw a set of monitors and camera control units. Flipping them on, Batman used the camera to scout the stage.
It was a wide shot, but he saw six men working on stage. Two stood guard. They wore armored gauntlets. The other four attached three cables to Stark’s demo robot.
Batman looked up. He saw a catwalk directly overhead that ran over the stage’s left side. Using stealth, he made his way there.
Down below, a thug with a machine gun yelled in Russian at the other men. “Hurry it up! Piotr says KGBeast has engaged Iron Man!”
“Christ!” one of the other men said. “We were expecting the Bat or one of his sidekicks! Not Iron Man!”
The first thug listened on his earpiece. He smiled. “It may not be a problem. The Beast has hit him twice already with no retort from Iron Man.”
A third man weighed in. “Maybe these American heroes aren’t as tough as the televisions say?”
Suddenly, a cable wrapped around the third man’s torso. Before he could react, he a cable lifted him off the ground toward the catwalk overhead. Smashing his head on its metal, he was out cold.
As all the thugs were watching their flying partner, none of them noticed Batman landing on the other side of the stage.
The Dark Knight took down the gunman on this side, then threw a blunt-edged Batarang at the gunman on the other side, knocking him out.
He now had the other three men’s attention.
“The Batman!” one of them yelled.
The remaining three men were all huddled around Stark’s robot at center stage. They’d been busy attaching clamps from the ropes to the robot.
If there was a winch or equivalent up on the roof, the men’s cohorts could draw the robot out and escape with it.
Batman pulled his cape up around him enlarging his visible mass while obscuring his body. He charged the men.
All three men went for handguns from shoulder holsters. They even managed to squeeze off a few shots before Batman reached their position.
Those were their final shots of the evening.
In a flurry of gloved fists and boots, Batman eliminated the remaining Russian men. Standing over them, he reconnected with Batgirl, demanding her status.
“Think I’ve got it,” Batgirl responded from her post at the Batcomputer. “You should know Iron Man isn’t doing too good up there.”
“Opposition?” Batman asked while detaching the clamps from the ropes.
“Helicopter, presumably a pilot too. The real problem is some guy in black with a hand cannon.”
“RPG?”
“No. The guy literally has a cannon as his left hand.”
Batman paused. “Cross reference for a KGBeast. The Russians here mentioned that name.”
“On it. Oh. You’re clear for Iron Man.”
“Switch channel,” Batman commanded his cowl’s communicator. “Stark!”
“Who the hell is this?” Stark replied over the communicator.
Batman pulled out multiple bat cuffs and proceeded to lock up the fallen Russians. “Batman. What’s the status of KGBeast?”
“With who?”
“The man with the hand cannon.”
“Oh! He’s down. But the helicopter pilot doesn’t look very happy about that.”
Batman started to reply, but suddenly a bolt of electricity struck him. His body convulsed; he slumped to his knees.
The last thing he saw before darkness took him was a red-haired woman in a black, full-body costume looking down at him. A yellow bracelet on her wrist crackled with electricity.
To be continued…
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Copyright Info
DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson. Now it’s Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition
Advanced Player’s Manual, Copyright 2005, Green Ronin Publishing: Author Skip Williams.
The characters Iron Man, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Vanko, Black Widow and Nick Fury are Copyright Marvel Comics
The characters Batman/ Bruce Wayne, Batgirl/ Barbara Gordon, Black Mask, the Penguin/ Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, Renee Montoya, Commissioner Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Robin/ Dick Grayson, KGBeast and Bane are Copyright DC Comics
The character Juri Han is Copyright Capcom
None of the characters belong to me as this is fanfiction, done for fun, and as a creative exercise.
