(((JOE)))
DCU: The Batman #4: sign of the zodiac 4/5
Airport Interrogation room
Gordon: Jeremy. We’ve just received word that the plane you admit to attempting to crash has just refuelled. Now about those other threats in the stars
Jeremy: you? How?!
Gordon: the batman. Now talk
Jeremy. At the...the...no. The stars shall be kept to me for now
Gordon: Jeremy...don’t
Jeremy: you thought I was joking did you. No. Not going to say
Gordon: your going to prison for a long long time. But atleast it’s prison. Not Arkham. That can always change though can’t it Jeremy....can’t it?
Jeremy: fine! You’ve got me Jim. Well for. It’s...it’s the gcpd. The precinct up town. Get there now and you may save them....But you also may not. *grins
Gordon: Oh shit...Montoya! Call backup no w. get them to the uptown precinct. Thomas. keep an eye on this guy. We’ll be back soon enough. Keep the door locked
Within seconds Thomas is left with Jeremy and Montoya and Gordon are well on their way to the precinct
Jeremy, grinning ,whispers as they leave: safe journey...
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The airline
After refuelling the plane, Bruce boards the now safely flying aircraft after cutting a hole into the doorway to prevent a huge gust of murderous wind sucking every last passenger out into oblivion. He paces carefully down the isle making note of each passenger. Non of which appear to be a threat.
He begins to turn around until he spies, in the corner of his eye, a man sweating like hell with what looks like a small handgun placed strategically down the side of his track pants. He bursts out of his seat, gun in hand ready to shoot Bruce but is swiftly stopped in his tracks as a woman of about Bruce’s age grabs on to the side of his head pinning him down and kicking away the gun to rest by Bruce’s feet.
Bruce stares for a moment then says to the woman: nice work...don’t make it a habit
The woman has redder hair and paler skin than any one Bruce has met throughout his short time on earth
She replies: names Kate. I served so it’s already a habit
Bruce: I see. You know who I am. No need for introductions I think.
He begins to take a second closer look at the planes passengers but is soon distracted by the ear piercing sound of a gun shot echoing through the compact cockpit of the aircraft. He runs as fast as possible and to his annoyance, Kate follows. They enter the cockpit and as he had both feared and expected, Bruce lays his eyes upon the dead and disfigured corpse of a pilot with the long and skinny hand of a second pilot grasping the very murder weapon within his dirtied palms. The gun being a shotgun left it’s mark and the cockpit was now layered with the dead man’s guts, organs and blood
???: he spoke to ground control. Then the police and then you. Something had to be done. Would you not agree?
Batman: are you behind this? Is Jeremy Seinfeld innocent
Jeremy: in my eyes yes
Batman: why is he in custody then
Jeremy: he’s not...he’s on this plane...sat here...talking to you...with a gun to your forehead.
Batman:.. but the gcpd...
Seinfeld: arrested a disposable idiot with a PHD in god knows what who thinks he’s The chosen one! Desperate people fall for a lot of stupid stuff. Especially when the stars are involved! Learnt that from experience mr batman. Now don’t move a muscle or I’ll pop one in the control panel and guess what...then we will all beeee...F*cked! Wouldn’t want that now would we? No didn’t think so
Kate reaches for the gun the henchmen dropped. Jeremy’s lack of urgency to stop her rises Bruce’s suspicions
Batman: Kate listen to me. Put the gun down. It’s a fake. And if it’s not. You don’t want to kill this man anyway. Trust me. You don’t
Kate: ...no I do. It’s my plane ticket right? I paid for it
Jeremy: Oh please by all means pop one in me. That way I have a justified excuse to blow this plane to the very ground!...Kate....or do you prefer misses batman?
Kate: I prefer you dead
Jeremy: dramatic. Now listen up children. I’m here with a prophecy! You see I predict...That in a few fatal seconds times you will turn your heads. And what will you find? Oh that’s right. Nothing! Nothing living anyway. Unless of course you leave now and uh...trust me your good pal jez, to get this pathetic lot to their... true destination. Where they really really belong. Besides in the ground of course. I’m not a monster am I?! No I am not. I do not have horns or great leather wings. I am just a man. Cut me I bleed blood. Kill me. I will die. Torture me. I will come back to haunt you....by hijacking an airplane with a hundred or so innocent lives on board and...
He lifts his gun, aims at Kate. Bruce pushes her out of the way, takes the bullet and Jeremy continues:
....shooting one at random
Kate: NO! She lifts the gun in her hands
Jeremy: ah ah ah. No you do not. Sit tight and dooooo nothing. Or I won’t miss next time! Will I?! No I will not... in case you didn’t get the hint. Oh and over there where I can see you. Thank you.
As he lies in a pool of fake blood he reaches for his com and whispers into it: Alfred. I’ve been shot...again. Kevlar protected me. Let out false blood. He’s fallen for it. Give an anonymous tip to the GCPD. they’ve got the wrong guy. They need a squad up here now and the planes refuelled. Over and out
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The gcpd
Gordon and Montoya rush into the precinct jumping straight into bullocks office
Gordon: harv. Anyone suspicion been round here
Harvey: apart from the usual junkies being dragged off the street, no
Gordon: nothings happened?
Harvey: no not that I know of. Uh What’s this about
Gordon: Jeremy gave a threat on this precinct
Harvey: well no ones been in.
Montoya: boss. We just got an anonymous tip. We heard Batman’s on the plane so we assume it’s from him
Gordon: go on. What does it say
Montoya: Oh shit...we got the wrong guy. He’s a fake. Jeremy’s on the plane. It Says we should get a squad up there
Gordon: Harv
Harvey: I’m on it
Gordon: Montoya. see if we can regain contact with anyone up there and I’m gonna get back to the airport to find out who we’ve really got in custody and what he knows.
DCU: The Batman #4: sign of the zodiac 4/5
Airport Interrogation room
Gordon: Jeremy. We’ve just received word that the plane you admit to attempting to crash has just refuelled. Now about those other threats in the stars
Jeremy: you? How?!
Gordon: the batman. Now talk
Jeremy. At the...the...no. The stars shall be kept to me for now
Gordon: Jeremy...don’t
Jeremy: you thought I was joking did you. No. Not going to say
Gordon: your going to prison for a long long time. But atleast it’s prison. Not Arkham. That can always change though can’t it Jeremy....can’t it?
Jeremy: fine! You’ve got me Jim. Well for. It’s...it’s the gcpd. The precinct up town. Get there now and you may save them....But you also may not. *grins
Gordon: Oh shit...Montoya! Call backup no w. get them to the uptown precinct. Thomas. keep an eye on this guy. We’ll be back soon enough. Keep the door locked
Within seconds Thomas is left with Jeremy and Montoya and Gordon are well on their way to the precinct
Jeremy, grinning ,whispers as they leave: safe journey...
———————————————————
The airline
After refuelling the plane, Bruce boards the now safely flying aircraft after cutting a hole into the doorway to prevent a huge gust of murderous wind sucking every last passenger out into oblivion. He paces carefully down the isle making note of each passenger. Non of which appear to be a threat.
He begins to turn around until he spies, in the corner of his eye, a man sweating like hell with what looks like a small handgun placed strategically down the side of his track pants. He bursts out of his seat, gun in hand ready to shoot Bruce but is swiftly stopped in his tracks as a woman of about Bruce’s age grabs on to the side of his head pinning him down and kicking away the gun to rest by Bruce’s feet.
Bruce stares for a moment then says to the woman: nice work...don’t make it a habit
The woman has redder hair and paler skin than any one Bruce has met throughout his short time on earth
She replies: names Kate. I served so it’s already a habit
Bruce: I see. You know who I am. No need for introductions I think.
He begins to take a second closer look at the planes passengers but is soon distracted by the ear piercing sound of a gun shot echoing through the compact cockpit of the aircraft. He runs as fast as possible and to his annoyance, Kate follows. They enter the cockpit and as he had both feared and expected, Bruce lays his eyes upon the dead and disfigured corpse of a pilot with the long and skinny hand of a second pilot grasping the very murder weapon within his dirtied palms. The gun being a shotgun left it’s mark and the cockpit was now layered with the dead man’s guts, organs and blood
???: he spoke to ground control. Then the police and then you. Something had to be done. Would you not agree?
Batman: are you behind this? Is Jeremy Seinfeld innocent
Jeremy: in my eyes yes
Batman: why is he in custody then
Jeremy: he’s not...he’s on this plane...sat here...talking to you...with a gun to your forehead.
Batman:.. but the gcpd...
Seinfeld: arrested a disposable idiot with a PHD in god knows what who thinks he’s The chosen one! Desperate people fall for a lot of stupid stuff. Especially when the stars are involved! Learnt that from experience mr batman. Now don’t move a muscle or I’ll pop one in the control panel and guess what...then we will all beeee...F*cked! Wouldn’t want that now would we? No didn’t think so
Kate reaches for the gun the henchmen dropped. Jeremy’s lack of urgency to stop her rises Bruce’s suspicions
Batman: Kate listen to me. Put the gun down. It’s a fake. And if it’s not. You don’t want to kill this man anyway. Trust me. You don’t
Kate: ...no I do. It’s my plane ticket right? I paid for it
Jeremy: Oh please by all means pop one in me. That way I have a justified excuse to blow this plane to the very ground!...Kate....or do you prefer misses batman?
Kate: I prefer you dead
Jeremy: dramatic. Now listen up children. I’m here with a prophecy! You see I predict...That in a few fatal seconds times you will turn your heads. And what will you find? Oh that’s right. Nothing! Nothing living anyway. Unless of course you leave now and uh...trust me your good pal jez, to get this pathetic lot to their... true destination. Where they really really belong. Besides in the ground of course. I’m not a monster am I?! No I am not. I do not have horns or great leather wings. I am just a man. Cut me I bleed blood. Kill me. I will die. Torture me. I will come back to haunt you....by hijacking an airplane with a hundred or so innocent lives on board and...
He lifts his gun, aims at Kate. Bruce pushes her out of the way, takes the bullet and Jeremy continues:
....shooting one at random
Kate: NO! She lifts the gun in her hands
Jeremy: ah ah ah. No you do not. Sit tight and dooooo nothing. Or I won’t miss next time! Will I?! No I will not... in case you didn’t get the hint. Oh and over there where I can see you. Thank you.
As he lies in a pool of fake blood he reaches for his com and whispers into it: Alfred. I’ve been shot...again. Kevlar protected me. Let out false blood. He’s fallen for it. Give an anonymous tip to the GCPD. they’ve got the wrong guy. They need a squad up here now and the planes refuelled. Over and out
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The gcpd
Gordon and Montoya rush into the precinct jumping straight into bullocks office
Gordon: harv. Anyone suspicion been round here
Harvey: apart from the usual junkies being dragged off the street, no
Gordon: nothings happened?
Harvey: no not that I know of. Uh What’s this about
Gordon: Jeremy gave a threat on this precinct
Harvey: well no ones been in.
Montoya: boss. We just got an anonymous tip. We heard Batman’s on the plane so we assume it’s from him
Gordon: go on. What does it say
Montoya: Oh shit...we got the wrong guy. He’s a fake. Jeremy’s on the plane. It Says we should get a squad up there
Gordon: Harv
Harvey: I’m on it
Gordon: Montoya. see if we can regain contact with anyone up there and I’m gonna get back to the airport to find out who we’ve really got in custody and what he knows.