Wrong Place. Wrong Time. (Tag Blue Beetle)

[Blue Brawler MKIV]

"Did you hear that? The Bat is that rich boy Thomas Wayne.” Billy looked past Batman and looked at the punks,

"Crap, they heard that?" Billy asked in a whisper. Billy was surprised by the sudden choke Batman did while scowling at him furriously.

“If you ever try to disgrace this mantle again by associating us with the degenerate Wayne family again, I’ll make sure that your career as a crime fighter is short lived as you spend the rest of your life in a body cast,” he said angrily. “And as much as I hate the Wayne clan, I’d be careful about what you go sprouting around before you get an innocent man killed. YOU GOT THAT!?”

Billy was truly startled by the anger shown by Batman. He honestly was taken a back, he'd been shot at, fought gangsters and dealt with a number of people who would kill him without a second thought. But the Bat...he unnerved him.

Batman released billy and he landed on his ass with a thud. "Ow..." Billy said as he brushed himself off and rose up from the ground. He looked at the ground and as he finished yelling at the gangster Blue Beetle spoke. "Umm...listen, I'm sorry for messing around in your city. If you want I can deal with these guys until the cops get here." He said not looking at the Bat.

[Batman]

Grabbing the club who had started talking, he undid his cuffs, and threw him across the room where he smashed into a wooden chair that shattered. Cuffing the others back together, he made his way across the room to the Gotham mobster, and lifted him off the ground with one of his hands.

“No,”[/b][/I] he said to the Beetle as his gaze remained on the thug he had gripped around the neck. “The police aren’t coming and this punk is going to answer some questions. If you want to help you can get the hell out of my city.”[/b][/I]

Pulling the man only inches away from his face, Batman bared his teeth as he glared at the man. He could feel the man quiver and could hear him whimper as he saw the anger that showed across the Batman’s face. The one thing he loved about gangsters in Gotham was that they weren’t as tough as the gangsters of old and much easier to intimidate.

“Now. You’re going to answer my questions aren’t you?”[/b][/I] He asked the thug with a growl.

All the man could do in response was nod his head and lose bladder control. The Batman smiled. He knew he was going to get all the information he wanted.