"Man this is too boring. The one time I want to beat up bad guys it goes silent." You said a lot to yourself. You walked around the Bat-Cave. Your eyes landed on the first version of your costume. You reminisced on how you got here.
'Ah man, I got to get a job soon. I love my family and all but I need to get my own place. Having money for new clothes and other stuff wouldn't hurt either. Anyway I have to make a bank account.' you thought to yourself as you walked towards the bank with your hands in your pocket and your headphones in your ears. Opening the bank doors you smelt mint and cheap cologne.
"That's Gotham for you." you walked over to the front desk.
"Welcome to Gotham City Bank how could I- Oh no."
You whipped your head around to see what the bank teller was reacting to and then you saw him. Black-Mask. He came in with at least 4 men with him, who knew how many more were in the van.
"Alright Gothamites this is how it's