The night sky menacingly loomed over Gotham City. The police grew more on edge, the supervillains more confident. Gang **** increased dramatically along with the city’s already alarming crime rate. As chaotic as things got in the violent town, they’d be even worse off if there wasn’t a Batman around.

Bruce was notified by Alfred of the signal illuminating the darkness overhead. He promptly descended into the Batcave where he began to suit up. The signal was shined so often now that a night without it was peculiar. He wasn’t sure what had caused such a flare up in territorial disputes lately between the Riddler, Joker, Two-Face, and Penguin’s gangs. It didn’t matter. He was ready to toss them behind bars after serving them each a swift and decisive dish of justice.