<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/Batman1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bruce Wayne<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Batman (But that's a secret)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Owner of Wayne Enterprises<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rooftops, Gotham USA<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robin, Open<br/><br/>It had taken three hours to get back to Gotham.  Bruce Wayne returned home after making sure that the drop pod he used in Metropolis had self destructed and his car had been stowed as a Lambo again.  Once he returned to Wayne Manor he headed for the Batcave to begin analysis of what he had acquired and what his surveillance systems had gathered about the gang violence.  He targeted several lieutenants that worked for the various players, and he had already planned his next steps as he set his various laboratory tools to analyzing and recording the samples he had brought back with him.  But he had other work to do.<br/><br/>Suiting up and taking the real batmobile out into the twilight of the day, the Dark Knight keyed his dash comm systems, sending an alert to Jason.  He didn't wait to hear if it was Jason or his voice mail before he began.<strong> "Jason, we need to talk.  Meet me at the Clocktower in two hours.</strong>"  He cut off the dash comm immediately and drove for downtown.  Secreting the Batmobile in a pre set blind, batman took to the rooftops to find his first objective.<br/><br/>Jimmy Grippa, a lieutenant in one of the smaller gangs that answered to Black Mask.  All in all he seemed like a small fish, because he was.  But his cousin was not a small fish.  Tony Marenetti had a line to Black Mask himself, but Tony was doing time in Blackgate and Batman needed to send a message fast.  Grippa loved the girls down at "Roxy's Kit Kat Klub", the people there knew him, he was a regular and he tipped well.  So when Jimmy came in that evening everyone was all smiles and happy.  He paid extra to have one on one booth time with his favorite gal, Tanya, and went to the usual booth door that he was buzzed through.  He paid his money inside and the shutter on his side of the glass raised for his one on one dance from Tanya.  She was beautiful to him, a dancers body, but breasts that had been well paid for by him to make her his perfect doll.  She danced for him, giving him the show she knew he wanted until the shutter came down and poor Jimmy nearly dropped his money for the damned thing as he fumbled at getting it raised once more.<br/><br/>This time the shutter raised, only showing darkness on the other side.  Jimmy used his cel to try and illuminate the room on the other side of the glass, but the reflection made it difficult.  Then came the flash of light, the image of a bat, and a sudden  barrage of pops as the safety glass spiderwebbed from the array of blast pellets that the Batman had thrown.  A moment later the glass exploded in at Jimmy as the Bat himself burst through it and swatted away the gun that the gangster was drawing.<strong>"Jimmy Grippa...I need you to send a message to your brother.  His people are threatening civilians...YOUR gang is endangering the people of Gotham.  Tell him that he stops things now, or you will only be the first of his family that suffers for what his people are doing."</strong>The Batman towerd over the trembling gangster, but the idiot wasn't done yet.  He pulled a switchblade and thrust its blade at the Bats stomach, the blade was caught by Batmans cape a second before Jimmys wrist was wrenched sideways and around until it snapped.<strong>"That was your radius...your forearm just broke at the wrist.  Do you really want to find out how many bones I can break on you before it becomes a problem?"</strong>The Batmans answer came in the man soiling himself.  The message had been delivered, and batman kicked open the booth door, tossing a smokebomb behind himself as he walked for the front door and headed for his meeting with Jason.