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"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Demon"

Chapter 1

Prolong

Gotham City, the City of Sin. The worst of the worst exist in this city. It seem evil is always is drawn to this city; even when it first came to be. With the sun setting the true evil of the city comes out. Gotham PD have their patrol cars parked out in front of a cathedral. The police officers have the street blocked off outside of the cathedral. Inside up the bell tower stands Commissioner James Gordon and Detective Harvey Bullock.

"What do you take on this Detective?" asks Gordon

Taking the cigaret out of his mouth and blows out smoke, "The shooter got lucky. No way someone can make that shot from this distance," stated the Detective

"I would agree with you, but someone did." counters Gordon

"Then who?" asks Harvey as he scratches the side of his head

"A new player."

Both Commissioner Gordon and Detective Bullock turn around to face the Dark Knight, Batman. Gordon been friends with Batman for years and knows that Batman changes his costume and armor every so offend. He can easily see that the Dark Knight changed his armor once more.

"A new player? Like a new super villain? Haven't had one like that since Darkseid attacked Earth three years ago." says Bullock.

Three years ago Darkseid attacked Earth with his forces and almost destroyed the world if it wasn't for Lex Luthor. Since then it was like new super villains just stopped appearing. Guess people didn't want to deal with something like that attacking Earth and having to fight it.

"It's still possible. With the target being who he was." answered the Bat.

Quincy Sharp was making his way to the courthouse for his trial for the crimes he did when he was mayor of Gotham. On the very foot steps of the courthouse he as assassinated.

Batman made his way around the room. Bullock takes his leaves seeing as he had to use there. Gordon steps back as he saw the whites of Batman's cowl glow white. For years the Commissioner has been trying to get Batman to give him the technology for which he uses at crime scenes. Batman kneels down picking the lone bullet casing.

"Homemade. Only those who are trained as snipers make their own bullets," stated Batman

"So it was an assassin," It wasn't a question, "The question is how ordered the hit on him," questioned Gordon

"Sharp had more enemies, than allies." answered back Batman.

Batman maps a grind of the entire room. The table to the far left had been moved leaving markings on the floor. Batman move the table where is saw during the shooting. He walks over to the stain glass touches some of the panels til he found a loss one. Removing it the Dark Knight can see the courthouse from the bell tower.

"The shooter had to be skilled. From here the bell tower is 2.3 miles,"

"That's some shot. Do you think it was Deadshot or Deathstroke?" asked Gordon

"Deadshot is locked up in Belle Reve, and Deathstroke haven't been seen since Trigon attacked Jump City several years ago. This has someone new written all over it." says Batman as he finishes scanning the room.

"Do you think is it Hush?"

Gordon asked not wanting to know the answer for that questioned. Only a few people knew what really happened that night when Hush attacked Batman and the whole city. There was so much damage that the city of Gotham almost went into the red, if it wasn't for Bruce Wayne paying for most of the damage.

"No, Hush won't be making a return. I've seen to it personally." stated Batman ending that part of the conversation.

Gordon takes off his glasses to rub his eyes. He noticed for the last few months that his eye sight is getting worst. He isn't getting any younger. It's only a matter of time before the mayor makes him retire and let someone else, who is younger take over. Gordon has also notice that Batman's been getting slower. Showing that age is getting to him as well.

"Right let me know…" Gordon didn't get to finish what he was saying as Batman isn't there anymore, "I hates it when he does that." sighs Gordon.

Three day ago, the assassin walks into the cathedral carrying a brief case. He makes his way up into the bell tower. He sets his brief case onto the table. Opening the brief case the assassin starts to assemble his sniper rifle. The barrel is placed into the stock. The scope is placed on top of the stock. The bipod are flipped down and the rifle is placed on the table. The assassin walks over to the stain glass, removes one of the panels showing a perfect view of the courthouse. The assassin walks back over to the table and sits down. He places a single round in the chamber, then locks the bolt into place.

The assassin curl his left arm under the rifle, rest his right cheek on the stock, looking through the scope. Turning the dials on the scope to focus, judging the distance, wind speed, wind direction, humidity, planet rotation, and gravity. Finally the assassin flips the safely off. Breathing in and out, in and out, in and out. The assassin closes his eyes and becomes dead to the world.

Three days later Quincy Sharp is making his way to the courthouse. He is going to trial for the things he did during his time as mayor, but he isn't worried. Sharp paid off the judge and the jury. The former mayor was going to walk free. 2.3 miles away inside the bell tower the assassin opens his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he squeezes the trigger, not pulling it. Sharp walks up the steps when all the sudden he stops. The former mayor drops like a sack of bricks. The assassin takes his time disassembling his rifle placing each part in the brief case. He pushes the table to the far left on the room and place the panel back in the stain glass. The assassin leaves behind the single shell casing.

Batman arrived back at the Batcave. He is going over his scans from the crime scene. The bullet casing is scanned into the computer.

"Another restless night, Master Wayne?" asked Alfred Pennyworth

"I'm afraid so Alfred." answered back Bruce.

Alfred looks at the computer screen. Seeing the courthouse and the cathedral and finally a red line from the bell tower of the cathedral to the courthouse.

"My, that is one impressive shot. The other people who could make that shot are Deadshot, Deathstroke, and Hush," says Alfred

"I know that. It can't be Deadshot since he's locked up in Belle Reve. Hush is locked up underneath Wayne Tower. The only one that hasn't been seen is Deathstroke."

Over at Coney Island, one miss Harleen Quinzel is locking up the front desk to the apartments that she owns. After the death of the Joker, Harley just disappeared. Taking up her old name she bout an old apartment complex with the money that the Joker hidden for his schemes. Harleen turns around and jumps back. Standing in front of her is a young man with sun-kissed blonde hair and the bluest eyes she has ever seen.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you like that!" says the young man as he rubs the back of his head

"That's alright! I just wasn't expecting anyone to come around this later. I was just finish closing up for the night," says Harleen

"Oh, you're closing up? I was hoping to rent a room,"

"Weeeell~ Let me unlock the front desk and start up the paperwork. What's your name by the way?" asks Harleen

"Naruto, Naruto Uzumaki!"