32Hello, everyone! Here's another wonderbat story. Idea by Supermaster51. Wonderbat won't appear for some chapters not until I fix some of the issues that is Beware the Batman. But he's the first chapter see what you think. Here the worlds finest meet for the first time. And that will be it. He may be mentioned in a future chapter but that will be it. This is wonderbat focused on the wonder and the bat. So, enjoy and let me know what you think!
Beware the Wonderbat
Chapter 1
Metropolis
The Metropolis Museum of National History has just received a new exhibit for the month. The Crown Jewels of Great Britain on loan to the museum.
"Shiny shiny" a female utters in hushed awe. The woman slips through security systems as well as the guards.
Her pale hand with long sharp black fingernails reaches towards the glass case holding the crown jewels.
"The museum is closed" a voice intrudes on the thief's glee. The woman's head whips towards the source of the voice and sees a red and blue clad man floating in mid-air.
"I suggest you come back during the day" Superman proclaims. He had a feeling that someone would make an attempt at stealing the visiting jewels, so the caped man kept an eye on the museum for the duration of the exhibit.
"NO! There mine!" the woman screams. She charges at the man her claws at the ready. She slashes with her left hand her nails shattering as they connect with his chest.
She cries out in pain. Her teeth gritting in anger clutching her fingers.
Suddenly, the lights to the exhibit come to life. Causing both to turn their heads and see three security guards pointing their weapons at the two. "Freeze!"
Because of the lights turning on the thief's appearance. Her shoulder length white hair, dressed in black leather with bird feathers around her shoulders, with handless gloves that reach to her shoulders.
The guards come closer to the two. One orders, "Hands where I can see them!"
"Be careful" Superman exclaims to the security guards his feet now planted on the ground.
"We've got this, Superman" a cocky guard says getting closer to the woman.
Which was the wrong thing to do. Because as soon as he got close, she slashes the guard across the face with her right hand.
The guard cries out as he falls to the floor. She then attacks the other two guards.
"No!" Superman exclaims.
He speeds towards her to stop her, but she stops him, "My nails are poisoned the guards will be dead in thirty seconds" she explains with a smirk.
The kryptonian grits his teeth and rounds up the guards and flies away.
When he returns the woman is gone and so is the jewels.
Daily Planet
Daily Planet, one of the most prominent news organizations in the world. As well as the place of employment of one Clark Kent. Known to the rest of the world, as Superman.
"What to you have for me, Kent?" An older man asks the reporter. He is Perry White, editor-in-chief to the Daily Planet.
Clark Kent, the mild-mannered rising star from Smallville, dressed in a blue suit his black hair neatly combed and with a pair of glasses to disguise himself. To appear like the rest of us.
"The thief is named Magpie. One of Gotham's criminals. Stole the Crown Jewels and poisoned the guards. Superman was on seen and had to get them medical attention before they died" the reporter finishes going over the theft.
"Pack a bag, Kent" White orders causing the young man to raise an eyebrow in curiosity. "You're going to Gotham. I want everything on Magpie's time in Gotham."
"On it, Perry" Kent responds.
"Oh, and Kent, watch yourself at night. Gotham's no Metropolis" he warns.
Gotham
Night has fallen over this dark and dying city. The good people hide in their homes with their locks bolted and windows locked, and curtains drawn.
While the bad roam the streets threatening the safety and livelihood of the good.
The police useless or in cahoots with gangsters getting a piece of the action.
That was three years ago.
When the bat first came on scene. Criminals and gangsters were running scared of the monster that lurked in the shadows, that only came out at night.
With the aid of Lieutenant James Gordon, the leeches that were once draining this city's life blood dry have been brought to justice. With ADA Harvey Dent paying the price. Sal Maroni having thrown acid in his face in the courtroom was driven insane by the trauma and became the criminal known as Two-Face.
Batman and Gordon lost a friend and gained an enemy.
The two took it hard when they had to bring Dent in, whom is currently serving time in Blackgate.
However, the result of it was the Commissioner Loeb was relieved of his duties and James Gordon was named police commissioner.
With the sudden promotion the alliance between Batman and the GCPD was solidified even more.
Just after Harvey's fall, a new criminal came on scene the Red Hood, who subsequently died in a confrontation with Batman at a robbery at ACE Chemicals.
Then a female criminal made an appearance, named Magpie. A mentally unstable woman, who preferred shiny things. After a confrontation with Batman, she ended up in Blackgate Prison.
However, as of last week, has escaped from prison and is on the run.
Atop a gargoyle lies a crouching Batman dressed in his black batsuit and gold utility belt. His black enveloping his body as he listens in on the police band.
He scans through the police band for any signs of Magpie.
"Sir?" The voice of an older man comes over his cowl comm link with an English accent.
"Go ahead" the vigilante responds.
"I have the address you were looking for."
"Give it to me" he orders curtly. Magpie has already struck in Metropolis. The dark armored man knows for a fact she will return to Gotham. She can't resist the Gotham Natural History Museum's Gold Sarcophagus exhibit.
Without missing a beat, the butler provides the information, "He's in the old construction on Miagami Island."
"Thanks, Alfred."
"Of course."
Construction Site
In a trailer office of the construction site, Jerry rummages through his files getting them ready for the shredder. He can't believe that costumed freak cut him out of the deal.
She wouldn't have those jewels if he didn't get the layout of the museum and the number of security guards.
"Hello, Jerry" an ominous voice startles the man, as he jumps up and crashes onto the top of his desk.
"Oh, God" he whimpers. He sees a dark silhouette standing before the now heavy breathing man as a pair of white eyes glare at him.
"You gave Magpie the plans to the Metropolis Museum of Natural History" Batman says. "Where is she?" he growls.
Jerry shakes his head franticly, "I don't know. She was supposed to come back to me with the jewels, so I could get it fenced. But she never showed up."
Suddenly, a dark gloved hand reaches out and grasps Jerry's throat, "Don't lie to me" he hisses.
"Okay" he gasps as pressure is further applied to his throat, "she has a hideout at the closed Aviary." Further pressure is applied, "That's it. That's all I know."
A large bare hand grasps Batman's armored wrist, "That's enough. I think you got your answers" a new voice is heard causing Batman's eyes to widen.
He turns his head slightly and sees a man dressed in red and blue with a red 's' on his chest.
What the hell is Superman doing in Gotham?
As fast as humanly possible for a young athletic man, Batman grasps Superman's wrist and throws him right through the window of the trailer.
The window explodes into a rainfall of broken glass. Superman crashes into the soft mud of the construction site with a thud, his eyes wide in total shock. No normal human could ever throw him before. No one has ever attempted.
Jerry taking advantage of the confusion runs out the door of the trailer, gasping with each stride he desperately makes.
The vigilante's head whips to see the fleeing man run and leaps through the broken window, his cape fluttering in the wind.
His boots stomp onto the ground, a batarang in hand ready to be thrown, however, suddenly he is hit by something that feels like a truck.
A gasp of air escapes his lips as his back collides with the trailer with a loud bang.
He slides down slowly, his head bowed.
"Enough" Superman stands before the dark-clad man his face grimacing. "I don't like your brand of vigilante justice."
Batman groans, his body riddled with pain, he's going to be feeling this for weeks. He raises his head slowly and responses, "And what about you?" causing the red and blue clad man to raise an eyebrow. "Is that cape the new standard issue uniform for the Metropolis PD?"
Superman's brow furrows, "No. It's my uniform."
'So, no one gave it to you? No one in a position of power gave you that outfit and told you to fight crime and save the day?" Batman presses.
"No."
A smirk appears at the corner of the dark-clad man's lips, "That is what a vigilante is, Superman. The only difference between the two of us is the costumes."
"Enough!" Superman explodes. He will not tolerate being compared to a crazy man in black leather. "I'm here to help people and inspire hope, I won't be compared to a man in a gimp suit." He concentrates his eyes on Batman's cowl and activates his x-ray vision.
He sees cleanly through the mask and his blue-eyes widen in surprise as he sees the face of Bruce Wayne.
"Bruce Wayne" the kryptonian utters under his breath in complete surprise.
"You peaked" Batman growls in his usual raspy graveling voice as he tries to rise to his unsteady feet.
He manages to do so, "You're here for the Crown Jewels, aren't you?" he questions.
"I am" the red and blue man confirms.
"Back off" Batman orders causing the Metropolis native to raise an eyebrow. "This is Gotham. My city. Magpie is my responsibility."
"So, you can brutalize her? I heard about what you do to the criminals here. That's not going to happen while I'm here" he presses with no room to be talked down.
Batman grits his teeth, it's a bitter pill to swallow but he must, Magpie is on the loose with the British Crown Jewel's, every minute they are not back in the proper hands the more damage it does to foreign relations between the two countries.
"Fine" he begrudgingly agrees. "Mr. Kent."
Superman eyes bulge. "How..." he stutters.
He stands in front of the bright colored man and stares him down, "The most powerful being on the planet, and you think a pair of glasses, a change of hair, and a cheap suit, and you think that will fool everyone. How dumb are your coworkers?" He asks completely baffled.
A few seconds of silence and then, "Well its also a little slouching here and there" the kryptonian shrugs.
An awkward silence once again takes the two men.
Superman breaks the silence, "Should we go after Jerry?"
"No, I already have a lead on Magpie and I have an ally in the police force with Jerry's description wanted for a half a dozen felonies. Let's go."
Aviary
Some time passes, and the two men arrive at the closed Aviary. Broken objects here and there with garbage such as old newspapers and fast food wrappers covering the floor. Bird cages empty and some dangling on sideways.
The men walk around examining the abandoned building.
Batman taps the side of his cowl and his white lenses glow as he scans through the building.
Superman does the same.
No heat sources or any other signs that anyone was living here.
"I got some dirt over here" Superman calls out. "Doesn't seem like it belongs here."
Batman walks over and scans the dirt Superman discovered. "It's not dirt. It's graveyard soil."
"Why would graveyard soil be here of all places? The nearest cemetery isn't for miles" Superman voices the same thing Batman is thinking.
Batman states, "Because Magpie is dead" causing Superman to become confused. "Come on. I know where she is", he beckons.
Gotham Cemetery
Magpie walks past rows of tombstones, her boots crushing the freshly damp grass. Heading towards the mausoleum.
"It's over, Magpie" a deep baritone voice cuts the air causing the leather clad criminal to pause.
Her head whips to the source of the voice and eyes widen as the sight of Batman enveloped in his cape with Superman standing by his side.
'Surrender and return the jewels" Superman orders.
"No, there mine!" Magpie screams as she recklessly charges at the men claws at the ready.
Batman easily sidesteps her and effortlessly evades her slashes.
She eventually gets tired and ceases her attack, Superman lightly pushes her forward sending her across the cemetery and crashes against the side of the mausoleum and is rendered unconscious.
Batman solemnly walks up to her with an airgun full of a sedative and injects it into her making sure she will be out until she is taken into police custody.
He senses Superman approaching, no doubt sees the missing jewels residing inside the mausoleum.
"Her name is Margaret Sorrow" Batman decides to explain to his fellow caped ally, "In exchange for becoming a test subject for a prison experiment, the government would vacate Sorrow's prison sentence and give her a new life" Batman recites her origin story, he looks up to Superman, "She got a new life, but her mind was lost and she was reduce to" he gestures to Magpie's fallen form, "this."
Superman becomes solemn, "What will they do with her?"
"Prison, most likely" Batman responds, "but she belongs in a mental hospital, where she can get the help she needs."
Superman thinks to himself, that he was wrong. Batman isn't some crazy man in a costume. He cares for all of Gotham and its people. Even those that don't deserve to be helped.
Superman walks into the mausoleum and sees the Crown Jewels' laying on top of a coffin. He grabs it and returns to Batman cuffing Magpie.
"I better get these jewels back to Metropolis before we have an international incident on our hands" Superman informs the dark-clad man.
Batman rises to his full height, "Good."
The kryptonian rubs the back of his head, "Between the two of us we covered this pretty well. Maybe someday we could do this partnership thing again."
He holds out his hand towards Batman, whom, stares at it blankly, causing Superman to feel uncomfortable and slowly pulls back, however, Batman quickly clasps his hand with Superman's bare hand and they shake on it.
They break, and Superman slowly floats into the air, Batman gives him a firm nod, which is returned, and he flies away.
"Not on your life" Batman says aloud with a smirk.
Superman already miles away hears this and smiles.
Who knows what the future holds.
Batman puts Magpie over his shoulder and begins the trek to leave the cemetery.
Through his cowl his brow furrows and processes something that Superman had said to him earlier, "Gimp suit?" he utters to himself.
Maybe he should think about a change of costume.
Elsewhere
A loud echo of laughter from half a dozen people reverberates throughout the room.
Their faces have taken on a pale pigmentation and their lips have become ruby red. But the most distinctive is the huge smile plastered on their faces as the laughter slowly begins to die down.
Soon, it is quite and all the people in the room have stopped breathing. Their last breath being a laugh.
"Hmm" a man in a purple suit takes in the scene. No not the scene. The experiment. "Joker Toxin, a giggling success" the man roars with triumph. "Now let's see if Gotham can bust a gut!"
Laughter erupts from the man's throat and quickly echoes throughout the room with an ounce of insanity intertwined with it.
