Thick white smoke—
Spread across the hall.
Visibility—
Gone.
Only one man—
Could still see clearly.
Batman
His cowl—
Reinforced with composite graphite and ballistic fiber.
Resistant to firearms.
Lined with lead—
Blocking radiation and scans.
Inside—
Advanced systems:
Night vision.
Thermal imaging.
Sonar.
Gas filtration.
Comms.
And hidden countermeasures—
For anyone foolish enough—
To try removing it.
"SWISH—! SWISH—!"
"BOSS, HELP—!"
"My god my god my—"
Two screams—
Cut short.
Silence returned.
When the smoke cleared—
Batman dropped down.
One punch—
Disarmed the rifle.
Now—
A clean 1v1.
The boss cracked his neck.
"…So it's just you and me."
He raised his fists.
"Watch this—"
"HORSE STANCE PUNCH!"
"HORSE STANCE PUNCH!"
"HORSE STANCE PUNCH!"
Batman stared.
"…Do you only know one move?!"
And yet—
The guy was sneaky.
While shouting—
He kept aiming low.
Cheap shots.
One nearly landed.
"…That would've been traumatic."
"HORSE STANCE—"
"Shut up."
BAM—!
Batman's punch connected.
Nose—
Broken.
Instant knockout.
Pure strength alone—
Around 600 pounds of force.
Without gear—
He slightly surpassed Mumen Rider's baseline.
With gear—
Low C-Class level.
But more importantly—
Skill.
Experience.
Control.
"…Now then."
He turned.
"…Drop it."
A figure stood nearby—
Holding a disk.
And another.
Catlike posture.
Graceful.
Dangerous.
Catwoman
"I refuse."
Batman clenched his fist.
"You don't want trouble."
"Too late."
She smiled—
And ran.
Fast.
Agile.
Like a shadow—
Climbing into the elevator shaft—
Scaling upward.
"…Damn it."
Batman punched the wall—
Then sprinted for the stairs.
But—
Bad luck.
Three guns—
Pointed at him.
Police uniforms.
"Don't move, Batman."
"We finally got you."
"Gotham Police Elite—"
"STOP—our intro isn't finished!"
"…Is it too long?"
"Idiot."
Batman didn't even respond.
THWIP—!
Grapple fired.
He shot upward—
Ignoring them completely.
Because they weren't the priority.
She was.
On the rooftop—
Catwoman arrived first.
Waiting.
Batman landed shortly after.
"…Why chase so hard?"
"It's not even yours."
"Return the disk."
"That biotech can't fall into Umbrella Corporation's hands."
"They'll cause chaos."
"No."
"I got paid."
"And I have standards."
"…Then I'll take it."
"Try."
She smirked.
"If you win—"
"I'll quit being Catwoman."
"And call you—"
"Batman Daddy."
Silence.
Batman's face—
Darkened.
"…You fight dirty."
She winked.
"Always have."
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