Gordon: Porque es el héroe que Gotham se merece, pero no el que necesita ahora mismo.
Así que lo perseguiremos, porque él puede resistirlo, porque no es un héroe.
Es un guardián silencioso, un protector vigilante, un Caballero Oscuro. ////////////////////////////////////////////// GORDON: Because... ..he's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So, we'll hunt him, because he can take it. Because he's not our hero.
He's a silent guardian. A watchful protector. A Dark Knight.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘪
𝐇aving a notorious identity behind a mask that no one knew and never would know was the best feeling in the world. The man behind this particular mask, was Jason Todd.
His untimely demise became known throughout the world of superhero’s and super villains alike, and it also became known that the fallen Robin held a deadly grudge towards the one man who could have helped him. Could have changed his fate for the better; Batman.
Even after being resurrected, that grudge remained, and after recollecting his past self and scrounging up as much gear as he could, that’s when he found his number one opportunity for vengeance. Scarecrow. The fearful fiend was planning something. Something big, that would have the whole of Gotham at his mercy, and Jason wanted in on it. He had no more morals, he found his morality to be useless. After all, you had to do what you had to do, no matter whether it was wrong or right.
Skip forward a month or so, and the previously broken Jason Todd was now anonymously known as the Arkham Knight; commanding a whole militia army side-by-side with Scarecrow himself to take over Gotham city with fear. It was safe to say that the fallen Robin had become the right-hand bodyguard of his adoptive father’s enemy. It felt good. So damn good.
He felt his com buzz.
“Sir, the drone’s have spotted something in the airspace of Miagani Island.”
“Is a pursuit in order?” The Arkham Knight responded, his voice manipulated to sound computerised. After all, you couldn’t have a hidden face without hiding your voice as well.
“N-Negative, sir. it’s moving too fast.. we couldn’t keep up!”
“This tiny setback is making you look like fools! I’ll handle it myself. Just keep your eyes on that generator, will you? Scarecrow will want your heads on a silver platter if you don’t, and i’d be happy to serve it to him.”
With that, he hung up his com and headed towards the pinpointed area, soon landing on a rooftop nearby and activating his GPS through his helmet, viridescent eyes scanning the skies for any movement.
All things change eventually. Things don't tend to stay the same for very long. It can either be a good thing and make the world better. Or a bad thing that helps the world to become hell. Either way... small changes or big, they all matter in some way. Small events turn to big ones in a matter of moments. And events always have a reaction. These reactions also have reactions. Don't take something lightly when it happens... or it might come back to bite you.
As was with Jason Todd. As a street kid, he was ignored and harassed by the wealthy people who walked past him daily. All he asked was for a little bit of money, which they denied him. So he was forced to work for thugs and steal car parts to scrape by. Which caused him to steal the tires of the Batmobile and his meeting with Batman. Bruce gave him a change at Robin, which he came to regret when Jason was tortured and murdered by Joker, who Bruce refused to kill afterwards.
Everything started out because people refused to help a kid. A simple thing. The kid didn't stay dead though. He was brought back to life and his view of the world was drastically changed. People are scum. Everyone is. And so Jason set out to change Gotham. Everyone was going to regret the small decisions they made for it come to this. He donned the name of Arkham Knight to make this change.
At first he had to play it small. He recruited local thugs. Homeless people. People with no future. All with the promise for a better Gotham. These people recruited others. And so as always... small things became big. And people took notice. For when Jason had enough people, he started his true plan.
A revolution. No more Batman. No more aristocrats. No more people like Joker. They marched the streets. They burned houses. They destroyed property. Obviously the police came to stop them. Bad decision. Jason took James Gordon hostage and forced every masked hero in Gotham to come to the streets, or the commissioner would be hanged on the very streets he swore to protect.
He knew how Bruce and the others thought. He knew their decisions. Their actions. Their fear. And he played with them to make his plan succeed.
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