Rooms

[Damian didn't have time for words. All the accusations that the cops died because of him were false. Claims made by cowards who were too afraid of the mob to lay the blame on them. Everyone treated the Falcones and others like they were monsters to be feared, to pay tribute to. Damian was brave, he was Batman. If the rest of his so called family stood behind him and took on the mob with him, they wouldn't have a chance. But, no. The cowards wanted to sleep with dogs, they wanted to protect the evil and they were more than happy to sacrifice their youngest child.

When Selina asked him if he wanted to die, he was shocked. This was about saving Gotham. If he wanted to die, he'd just trust his fraud father with his life again.

So he was alone. Almost. Helena was the only one he could trust, the only one left who thought about him and wanted to help with his crusade. She gave him direction because she was always the more thoughtful one of the two and he followed. Batman went after one of Falcone's Capos, Baldinotto while he was eating dinner at home with his wife in their expensive townhouse. The wife was put in a sleeper hold, Batman pressed his hand over the woman's mouth until she went limp in his arms and then he gently laid her on the floor. From the dining room, Baldinotto yelled for more wine and then yelled again when there was no immediate response. Another yell and Baldinotto impatiently jumped up from his seat and barged into the kitchen. Suddenly, Batman appeared behind him, knife at his throat and arm locked behind his back.] Scream for your life and maybe I'll spare you.

Who: Louis, Sam, and Russ
What: A visit to the new New York Apartment.
Where: Marvel, Louis's.
When: Recently.
Warnings/Rating: None expected.

( Crossing over hadn't gone well. )

[Text to Bruce B]
-- I made an attempt alone.
-- Attachment.