The nights patrol started out like any other we scoured the streets of Gotham for criminals.Only tonight was different, not because of all the costumed masses traveling through the city or evenbecause man
y of Gotham’s “elite” scum were crawling out of the woodwork to wreak havoc.
This was the night that my whole world changed.
“Robin let’s move we have a break
in at the Gotham museum.” My father commanded heading
towards the bat-mobile.
Another break-in? T
hat’s the fifth one tonight!”
I studied my father’s face as we sped off towards the
museum; he was tense no doubt from the lack of sleep these past couple of days and now we werehunting down the 17
criminal of the night
and it was barely 9 o’clock.
It seemed as though the entire cities
underworld had gone completely insane. “What the hell iswrong with this place today?”
, typically around this time of year all the head cases get riled up because
for them to cause trouble and with so many running around in costumes they can blend in better. Italso makes it easier for them to harm people while going unnoticed
He stated grimly focusing onthe job at hand; we were silent until we arrived at the museum.Entering the building was simple enough as the security system had already been disabled now allwe had to do was locate the thief and educate him on the damaging effect of a life of crime.I smiled to myself anxious for the fight and the chance to bash in the lowlifes face. We split up tocover more ground but not before Batman warned me not to do anything reckless if I found him.Moving silently through the building yielding no results, I was informing my father when I spottedhim.Paradox.He was a villain that had appeared in recent months creating chaos wherever he went and heseemed to be everywhere and nowhere all at once. Even Batman had been unable to find anyinformation on him but we knew that his suit had something to do with allowing him to be anyplace,anytime.If I was going to catch him it had to be quick before he could teleport.