The song "Top hat, white tie, and tails" sung by Fred Astaire blared throughout the bank. Immediately Batman had a feeling this was not your normal average bank robbery. Well of course the fact they had baricaded themselves inside was a testament to that very fact. As he burst out of the office he immediately saw one of the lookouts, this one didn't stand too much of a chance as Batman had the element of surprise and used a sleeper hold to put the man unconcious.<br/><br/>He took note of the weapon the man had in his hands before kicking it away. An AK-47 was not to be taken lightly, especially when the auto feature had been engaged. While not very accurate the rounds were massive and the Kevlar woven into the chest of his suit would nit hokd up against manh of them. As he peered down to take a quick survey of the situation one of the men spotted him. That meant there was no time like the present to jump into action. Spreading the cape with his arms, Batman hopped the railing and floated down as he shouted a warning to the dancing female in the room. Before he could finish Batman slammed a boot into the man's face and sent him sprawling.<br/><br/>Outnumbered and outgunned Batman realized quickly that this would be a challenge. The fortunate part was that the dancing clown in the room seemed to have a flair for talking and theatrics. His eyes narrowed and a scowl formed on his face as he listened to the speech and took out one of his fancier batarangs. This one was electronic and self-guided, something he was going to need. He also managed a smoke pellet to buy him some cover in the wide open expanse of the lobby. All in all ten men stepped forward, all with automatic weapons, and quickly Batman plugged their positions into the screen of the device that had already scanned the room.<br/><br/>As the woman tap danced her way behind the men, and threatened them again with something called the "Fun House," they prepared to fire, and as they started Batman tossed the smoke pellet and rolled to the right behind a concrete pillar. He let the batarang go in search of the targets as he heard shouting, "where did he go?" Another voice called out, "who cares, just keep firing and make him into swiss cheese like the boss lady said," then he heard the screams, "fucking hell that hurt," "dammit," a loud bang rang out, "what the fuck!?"<br/><br/>The batarang had done its job well, knocking the weapons away and in a few cases even cutting through a few of them causing some misfires, and the coast was suddenly clear for the attack. Batman marched out from behind the pillar with haste and immediately found the same men coming toward him. With pure malice his right fist sliced through the air and crushed the mask of the first goon, breaking his nose, and sending him down. An inside leg kick to the right leg of the next goon sent him down to one knee and a knee to the face put him down. It was poetry in motion, his movments were fluid as he continued to take the men down one by one.<br/><br/>A few shots managed to get through, but the rubber suit offered plenty of protection, and a few of the men hit the Kevlar chest plate and broke their own hands in the process. The last man came charging forward and was ceremonious upended and sent crashing down to the floor in a heap. A swift kick to the breadbasket later and the men were finished. He turned once more to the woman and stood his ground. "It's over, come quietly and no one else has to get hurt."