Making A Name

[Logan]

(another EW thread, which, finally includes a Batman)

(Hunter post)

On top of one of the more larger buildings of Gotham, was a strange hunched over figure. The moon light and lights from below reflected off of the metal that made up this machine. It slowly rose, revealing that it was not a whole piece, but rather an amalgamation of separate parts, forming a semi-whole. Each piece resembling a separate part of a humanoid body, while some parts where extra, and a Large barrel as well. The lone crystal eye gazed over the city, before a small flying orb flew toward it from the night sky, before homing in on it's hub within one of the shoulders of the machine. A small holo-screen appeared before it, coming from the eye, displaying a number count of '0'

The holo-screen disappeared, and with a metallic sigh the machine marched away from the ledge of the building. "It seems the world either doubts my skills, or is no longer in need of a mercenary..... For the sake of my continued existence I pray it is the former." A click could be heard, before another one was heard. "If the population of the worlds cities need proof of my expertise, and power. Then I should bring in a target for free, or proof that I am indeed fit for what I do......" The machine marched onward, The crystal eye brightening for a moment before what could possibly be a chuckle. "Maybe one of the known "heroes" or "villains" of this dark city would be evidence of my skill, preferably alive after all......." Again, a click was heard, before the machine marched to the opposite ledge of the building, looking over the streets below.

"But which one, all of the villains and heroes of this city are worthy targets, and rather formidable foes....." A small data-log appeared in a holo-screen, text flying past almost faster then one could see it. "The Riddler is off the list, I am not risking him gaining the knowledge that is of what I am or worse, gaining control....." More text began to fly past. "Batman is also out, as much as I would love to fight the super-sleuth he is sadly missing..... His condition unknown......." Some more text past before the screen dissipated once more.

"Other then those two..... Everyone else is fair game until I know more....." Each of the pieces that made up the machines body began to shudder slightly before they all rocketed up and forwards, flying over the street below and to the next roof-top.

"Let the hunt begin....."

[Logan]

(Batman reply)

Commissioner Gordon had made a call requesting Batman to go out tonight. There was a tip on gang activity. He packet extra batrangs, there are hoods with guns. He set off for the night. He drove the batmobile out of the bat-cave for a few miles. He drove deep into the heart of Gotham, where the criminals do not hide in the shadows because they know he is there.

He got out in a dark alley. "Alfred, I've activited the beacon on the Batmobile, either come and get it or use the remote and bring it home. I won't need it for the rest of tonight. The territory I'm covering should not be too big. Batman over and out." Batman scaled the side of a building. Then he grappled over to a taller building. The night sky was light up. The cool air filtered into his lungs. He stood on the building ledge looking out at his city.

[Logan]

(my reply)

"Unit Five-Eight to base, requesting air support!!" the nervous rookie Gotham police officer squealed for back up into the cruisers radio, he wasn't exactly thrilled with the way things had gone tonight. It was a mess. The law enforcement originally had five cruisers pursuing this grenade-lobbing-bus full of clowns, however, the keyword being.. grenade lobbing, only one police cruiser existed. Patrick Haynes, the only officers car who hadn't been scarped for junk by one of the many explosives carelessly thrown from the back of the bus, began to come to the suspicious that he was being kept alive for only the sole purpose of their amusement. For.. the excitement would cease if these clowns had no one to chase them through this high speed pursuit straight out of a GTA game.

The back door of this stolen bus shot open, a clown (men in clown masks) stood on either side of the opening simply staring over the cruiser who continued to pursue. Patrick, the rookie officer, immediately flinched upon seeing them expecting another grenade to fly out the bus and end the chaotic engagement. However, the hijackers of this deranged bus ride decided to mix things up.. for the better. A real clown fashioned in purple clothing and face paint knelt down to one knee between the two other clowns at the bus's back door and aimed a rocket launcher directly at Patrick Haynes vehicle!

"No--! the firey burn of the explosive cut his words short, the lone police cruiser made a three sixty back flip one X-Games would approve of and landed on it's back giving a police-free road for the bus to roam.

The driver of the bus slammed the brakes and called to one named 'Joker' while frantically pointing his finger out from the bus window and into the air. "..a UFO.. aliens...", the henchmen driver gasped, stunned by the sighting of a metallic object freely hovering above the street light. Before the clown in charge of this anarchic Gotham bus tour, the Joker, could dismiss any claims to his gullible goon that aliens did not exist, another strange sighting zoomed past them.. a remote controlled vehicle heading back to it's base, a Batmobile. The Joker's torn lips slightly parted into a smirk, "Welcome back.."

[Logan]

(Hunter reply)

The explosion had quickly drawn the attention of the metallic mercenary. It's head swiveling one hundred and eighty degree's before it's single eye fell upon the the now still bus full of clowns. "Where there are clowns..... Joker is not far....." It's metallic voice clicked into the air. The rest of the body spun about to now face the street below. "Lets see if they have whom I'm looking for." With a mighty leap, the machine and it's floating parts rocketed toward the ground, in front of the bus.

It's crystal eye taking note of a speeding away vehicle, not noticing the unique design that pertained to the Batman's tools. But its main goal lied soon in front of it. To find one to bring notice to its skills. A mighty wave of kinetic force echoed a small distance from its landing. The pavement under it completely destroyed and the rest of the road did not fare well either.

The machines crystal eye focused upon the driver of the bus, standing as upright as it could with it being flying pieces. "You seem like an intelligent fellow" The metallic voice spoke out, a slight amount of sarcasm, but respect and power behind it, letting the clown know that it could cause vast amounts of pain if he did not comply "Would you per chance know where I can find the Joker..... I have some business to conduct and he plays a key role" It spoke as the massive right hand rested against the bus. "A simple yes or no will most likely suffice...... But if you try to hide him, I can promise you that you will live when I am through with you...."