There is a dark knight in Gotham City, one who seems too quiet for the havoc that has always transpired there. Bruce is on his nightly patrols, driving the city streets in his batmobile. His firm gaze occasionally glances at the console, waiting for any bat alerts.

Bruce let a quiet breath out, his left hand steering the wheel of his vehicle to the left, taking a road that was well known for its luxury stores and well-kept streets. He was sure he'd find any action, but the streets remained spotless of any criminal activity- that is until he saw an individual hopping rooftops.

With that, he quickly sprung to action, parking his mobile in a strategic location. Hopping out of his seat, he used his grappling hook and quickly made his climb up to the rooftop, his quiet steps finding their way to the view of the criminal he was stopping.

"If you know what's best for you...You'd surrender now." Bruce spoke, his cold gaze glaring down at this new criminal in Gotham.