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The Batman #2: the end
The deep and dark depths of the batcave
Alfred: Bruce! Incoming alert on the computer. It appears there has been a raid on black gate prison.
Bruce: any names?
Alfred: unfortunately, that’s all we know sir.
Bruce: I’ll go straight there now
Alfred: In the newly constructed bat-mobile, I presume?
Bruce: bat-mobile? I like that very much. Lucius finished quicker than expected then?
Alfred: that he did sir. And I know you’ll be impressed. I did, admittedly make some slight changes. Though all for the sake of preserving your “image”. Particularly the colour. Didn’t think silver to be very “you” sir.
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Just an hour before At the foot of black gate bridge
Amongst stacks of petrol cans and loose sheets of old and tattered documents, some stretching back to the 70s, Lenny fiasco complains his arse off. To some people that’s a surprise. But some people have clearly never met the man.
Lenny: how the hell you convinced me of this damned suicide mission, I’ll never know
Gar: easy. Made your hundred into 150. You hopped right back on board in minutes. Even nicked us this swanky set of wheels. Also known as a transit van
Lenny: haha. That I did. You know sometimes I think my talents go to waste. Unnoticed at the very least and that to me is a real damn shame
Gar: (under his breath) to you and no one else I might add
Lenny:huh?
Gar: nothing len
Lenny: lost my train of thought. Tends to happen when you’ve pissed of a psycho jester lover boy and he’s after your head. Also doesn’t help we about to go into like the 3rd most secure prison in Gotham which for a man like me shouldn’t be a choice!
Drury driving the van pulls to a halt, leaning half way out of the window then proceeding to shout back into the van for all inside and outside to hear his loud and booming voice
Drury: Silence! We have arrived at the castle gates
By castle gates, Drury Walker did of course mean the security checkpoint because only a genius like himself would think to break into prison by dressing as a group of guards. Guards without up to date uniform, entry passes or any form of resemblance to those which they had replaced. Not that they had replaced anyone as there were now simply just three more unrecognisable guards
The guard at the security checkpoint: so you have registration?
Drury: uhh...
The guard: ID? Entrance passes?...you do work here?
With a sense of clear and unexpected panic, shown blatantly on his pale and shaken face, Drury leans back into the van
Drury: gar...len...you didn’t by any chance equip yourselves with entrance passes of any sort...did you?
Gar: well aren’t you a goddamn idiot
Without another word on the matter, gar, quickly pulling a ski mask over his face, kicks wide open, the back doors of the van, jumping out instantly, taking some form of homemade flame thrower in his palms
Gar: hey you guard! Open the f*cking gates!
He lifts the flamethrower up to the guards eye level, melting away the mans very face, leaving only his fearful expression, before the man could even begin to lift his gun from beneath the counter. And that, no doubt was exactly what the guard had in mind.
Gar, shattering the glass screen, leaps into the security office, thrusting the gate switch, without hesitation
He would have course already been dead, had len not put a few rounds in 5 or 6 backup guards
Gar: Drury! Gates open. Just f*cking drive!!!
Gar makes himself more clear than perhaps he needs to but its clearly effective as that’s exactly what Drury does.
As the van speeds through the gates, gar, with lens help is quickly and smoothly hurled into the back of the van which after bouncing past several armed guards who fail to hit any of the three invaders, crashes through several barriers and is forced to stop only a few meters from their destination
Gar:Drury let me take the wheel. And take Lenny out with you
Drury: were practically here man! There is no need to go much further
Gar: but those gaurds aren’t gonna stop shooting any time soon and we wanna get inside don’t we
Lenny: But what are y...
Gar: just do it. I know what I’m doing
Both Drury and len step out of the van, hiding behind a stone barrier and talking up to gar, attempting to grasp what the man is trying to say
Drury: what are you doing exactly?
Gar: what needs to be done. Always said I didn’t want to live forever didn’t I?Haha. Never thought it’d be the day after did you...heheh...
Drury: no...you don’t mean...did I not convince y...
Without being spared the chance to finish his sentence, Drury is forced to duck behind the barrier as gar, thrusting his foot down on the loose and rusty pedal, hurls the van, himself, half a dozen or so petrol cans and an elegantly lit flame into the side of black gate, erupting in an almost beautiful display of horrendous inferno and knocking any man as far as two hundred meters away to the stone cold ground of the completely concrete prison parking lot
Drury:....GARR!!...gar!...ga....
Len: f*ck me. That was....insane
Drury:... I don’t.
Drury sits down beside the flaming wreck and does no more than just stare towards his lost friends ashes. But then he comes to understand. That maybe it was better this way. Gar was a man who lived his life in pain so surely death is not such an awful concept. And most certainly not if through death comes hope. Hope for Drury and Lenny
Drury: come! Do not let his sacrifice be for nothing. Many prisoners wait eagerly to be liberated
The two walk up the stairway, guns In hands, to the grand and now completely unhinged oak doors of black gate. They had made it. Made it to black gate. And only one of them, had been lost. Whether it were a little price to pay. Drury was not sure and somehow knew he never would be. And that above all, he was sure of.
THE END
(Admittedly not my favourite arc. We’ll see where it goes)
The Batman #2: the end
The deep and dark depths of the batcave
Alfred: Bruce! Incoming alert on the computer. It appears there has been a raid on black gate prison.
Bruce: any names?
Alfred: unfortunately, that’s all we know sir.
Bruce: I’ll go straight there now
Alfred: In the newly constructed bat-mobile, I presume?
Bruce: bat-mobile? I like that very much. Lucius finished quicker than expected then?
Alfred: that he did sir. And I know you’ll be impressed. I did, admittedly make some slight changes. Though all for the sake of preserving your “image”. Particularly the colour. Didn’t think silver to be very “you” sir.
———————————————————
Just an hour before At the foot of black gate bridge
Amongst stacks of petrol cans and loose sheets of old and tattered documents, some stretching back to the 70s, Lenny fiasco complains his arse off. To some people that’s a surprise. But some people have clearly never met the man.
Lenny: how the hell you convinced me of this damned suicide mission, I’ll never know
Gar: easy. Made your hundred into 150. You hopped right back on board in minutes. Even nicked us this swanky set of wheels. Also known as a transit van
Lenny: haha. That I did. You know sometimes I think my talents go to waste. Unnoticed at the very least and that to me is a real damn shame
Gar: (under his breath) to you and no one else I might add
Lenny:huh?
Gar: nothing len
Lenny: lost my train of thought. Tends to happen when you’ve pissed of a psycho jester lover boy and he’s after your head. Also doesn’t help we about to go into like the 3rd most secure prison in Gotham which for a man like me shouldn’t be a choice!
Drury driving the van pulls to a halt, leaning half way out of the window then proceeding to shout back into the van for all inside and outside to hear his loud and booming voice
Drury: Silence! We have arrived at the castle gates
By castle gates, Drury Walker did of course mean the security checkpoint because only a genius like himself would think to break into prison by dressing as a group of guards. Guards without up to date uniform, entry passes or any form of resemblance to those which they had replaced. Not that they had replaced anyone as there were now simply just three more unrecognisable guards
The guard at the security checkpoint: so you have registration?
Drury: uhh...
The guard: ID? Entrance passes?...you do work here?
With a sense of clear and unexpected panic, shown blatantly on his pale and shaken face, Drury leans back into the van
Drury: gar...len...you didn’t by any chance equip yourselves with entrance passes of any sort...did you?
Gar: well aren’t you a goddamn idiot
Without another word on the matter, gar, quickly pulling a ski mask over his face, kicks wide open, the back doors of the van, jumping out instantly, taking some form of homemade flame thrower in his palms
Gar: hey you guard! Open the f*cking gates!
He lifts the flamethrower up to the guards eye level, melting away the mans very face, leaving only his fearful expression, before the man could even begin to lift his gun from beneath the counter. And that, no doubt was exactly what the guard had in mind.
Gar, shattering the glass screen, leaps into the security office, thrusting the gate switch, without hesitation
He would have course already been dead, had len not put a few rounds in 5 or 6 backup guards
Gar: Drury! Gates open. Just f*cking drive!!!
Gar makes himself more clear than perhaps he needs to but its clearly effective as that’s exactly what Drury does.
As the van speeds through the gates, gar, with lens help is quickly and smoothly hurled into the back of the van which after bouncing past several armed guards who fail to hit any of the three invaders, crashes through several barriers and is forced to stop only a few meters from their destination
Gar:Drury let me take the wheel. And take Lenny out with you
Drury: were practically here man! There is no need to go much further
Gar: but those gaurds aren’t gonna stop shooting any time soon and we wanna get inside don’t we
Lenny: But what are y...
Gar: just do it. I know what I’m doing
Both Drury and len step out of the van, hiding behind a stone barrier and talking up to gar, attempting to grasp what the man is trying to say
Drury: what are you doing exactly?
Gar: what needs to be done. Always said I didn’t want to live forever didn’t I?Haha. Never thought it’d be the day after did you...heheh...
Drury: no...you don’t mean...did I not convince y...
Without being spared the chance to finish his sentence, Drury is forced to duck behind the barrier as gar, thrusting his foot down on the loose and rusty pedal, hurls the van, himself, half a dozen or so petrol cans and an elegantly lit flame into the side of black gate, erupting in an almost beautiful display of horrendous inferno and knocking any man as far as two hundred meters away to the stone cold ground of the completely concrete prison parking lot
Drury:....GARR!!...gar!...ga....
Len: f*ck me. That was....insane
Drury:... I don’t.
Drury sits down beside the flaming wreck and does no more than just stare towards his lost friends ashes. But then he comes to understand. That maybe it was better this way. Gar was a man who lived his life in pain so surely death is not such an awful concept. And most certainly not if through death comes hope. Hope for Drury and Lenny
Drury: come! Do not let his sacrifice be for nothing. Many prisoners wait eagerly to be liberated
The two walk up the stairway, guns In hands, to the grand and now completely unhinged oak doors of black gate. They had made it. Made it to black gate. And only one of them, had been lost. Whether it were a little price to pay. Drury was not sure and somehow knew he never would be. And that above all, he was sure of.
THE END
(Admittedly not my favourite arc. We’ll see where it goes)