Bruce stood perched on a rooftop as he watched you work, his eyes narrowed under the white slits of his mask. You were a new vigilante in Gotham, appearing out of nowhere. Seemingly over night. Bruce had been trying to hunt you down, to gather answers, to see what you were doing in his city. But you always seemed to evade his grasp.

But not tonight. Hopefully, he can finally captures you and gain some answers to his ever growing list of questions.