CH: 23 [The Devil Bat is dead]

    [Thomas Wayne''s 3rd Person POV]

    The clock read 2:00 AM as Thomas Wayne stood in the hidden cave beneath Wayne Manor. The cave was a well-guarded secret, accessible only to a few trusted individuals. Earlier that day, someone left a message for him in his office. No one saw the person who delivered the message.

    Alfred, the loyal butler of the Wayne family, stood by his side. The cave was dimly lit, the shadows playing tricks on their surroundings. It was a place that had seen its fair share of secrets.

    The message had been cryptic, mentioning an impending threat to Gotham. Thomas had no choice but to investigate, even though the hour was late.

    "Sir, can we trust this message?" Alfred asked with his usual calm voice as he watched Thomas trying to scan the voice to find out the real identity of the messenger.

    "I have my doubts, Alfred," he admitted, his brows furrowed in concern. "But we can''t afford to ignore this. If there''s even a shred of truth in this message, Gotham could be in grave danger. Besides, as you already know, we are standing on thin ice... The gangs are getting restless these days. I am certain something''s going on in the shadows."

    The scan result came up on the screen. It''s a robot''s voice, generated artificially. The one who sent him this message was no amateur. Thomas pondered the implications of the artificial voice. It was clear that someone had gone to great lengths to obscure their identity. He knew that such a message couldn''t be taken lightly.

    He replayed the message once again.

    The voice in the message continued, its tone urgent and anxious.

    "...Black Mask''s gang is planning something big, something that could plunge Gotham into chaos," the artificial voice revealed, "They''ve obtained a powerful weapon, a prototype technology that can disrupt the city''s power grid. If they unleash it, the consequences would be catastrophic."

    Thomas and Alfred exchanged concerned glances. A technology capable of disrupting Gotham''s power grid was a grave threat that could lead to widespread panic and lawlessness. They needed more information and a plan of action.

    "Sir," Alfred said, breaking the silence."Ge?t latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

    "No, we had this discussion before," Thomas replied knowing what he was going to say, "I closed it for a purpose. I took Bruce''s ideas, tried to steal my own son''s invention, and... You already saw the result. I tried to do some good, but... If those greedy bastards find out it was Bruce''s ideas... No, no, no... I can''t, Alfred. I cannot risk Bruce''s life again. Never..."

    "Then you should have an honest conversation with Master Bruce. Confess and come clean. I am sure he has already noticed it the moment you showed him the batmobile that you took his blueprints," The butler told him matter-of-factly, his face ever-so-grim, "He even had a nice chat with Mr. Fox at the party... I think he is waiting for you to come clean."

    Black Mask nodded, "I''ve heard of your skills, Oswald. Your connections and resources could be of great use to us. We have a... project, something that will shake Gotham to its core."

    Penguin''s eyes gleamed with interest. "I''m all ears, my friend."

    Black Mask leaned in closer, speaking in hushed tones, "We''ve acquired a prototype technology capable of disrupting the city''s power grid. Imagine the chaos we could unleash, the fear we could strike into the heart of Gotham. But this technology needs some modifications, and that''s where you come in."

    He chuckled darkly, puffing on his cigar, "Sounds intriguing, indeed. What''s in it for me? You know the risks and the present situation isn''t that good..."

    Black Mask smiled beneath his mask, his eyes betraying his malevolent intent, "A generous share of the profits and a significant piece of the city, once we''ve brought it to its knees. Gotham will be ours to control, and you will be at the helm of it all."

    Penguin grinned, revealing a row of sharp, yellowed teeth, "I do love the sound of that, but before that, we have to remove a thorn from this city."

    "We will deal with Thomas Wayne. You find the metahumans. Two years is all I need to bring Gotham and Metropolis down to their knees..." Black Mask replied as he walked toward the parked cars.

    "What if he shows up?" Penguin asked with a somewhat concerned expression.

    "The Devil Bat is dead. You don''t have to worry about him anymore..."

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