The Dark Knight Returns.

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"Oh, I'm sorry. There are hundreds of people here. But I don't see how its possible that I miss a woman as beautiful as you."
 
Bruce got him and her a glass of champainge. "So, why did you leave me this afternoon? When you went to the restroom and never came back."
 
"Oh really. Well, I guess most people say that they have to leave first. Of course, your not like most people are you?"
 
Bruce gave Alfred a look, hoping Selina didnt here what he said. Gotham couldnt panic about the mayor.
 
"Listen, your honor," said Gordon. " I am not sure what kind of danger you are in exactly. My source did not say. All I am saying is...yes, Mr. Mayor I undertsnand... I know it is an election year... But sir... yes, sir."

Gordon hung up the phone and sighed. He almost wanted to call Wayne back and ask for details on this possible threat on the mayor.

Wayne. How did he know? He was Gotham's trust fund baby. He wasn't a detective .Was he? The very thought of a rich boy like Wayne having a life like that was strait out of the comic books, like The Shadow and Zorro.

The Shadow. Zorro. Gotham had it's own version of the Shadow and Zorro in Batman. Was Wayne Batman?

He pushedt he thought from his mind and called up Bullock.

"Have you found anything on Black Mask?"

"Not yet, comish, "said Bullock. " So far these leads come up dry. It's like he erased the trail. Jim, are you sure you can trust your source?"

"With my life," said Gordon. " Keep trying."


Gordon stood up and put his gun in it's holster and headed out to his squad car. he had work to do. HE couldnt' fully depend on the exploits of a costumed crime fighter to solve everything. This wasn't a comic book. This was reality, adn every minute he waited was another moment the bad guys could get away. And right now, Gordon had to track down Black Mask.
 
"Selina, will you excuse me just for a few minutes, I have to do something." Bruce said quickly.
 
Within a matter of minutes Bruce was dressed up in his batsuit, and racing through the streets of Gotham on the batmobile. He had hoped Gordan had gone to the mayor's house, but things could always go wrong.
 
Batman called up Gordon. "Gordon, I think the mysterious riddler has kidnapped the mayor. I can scout the city looking for him, but I doubt I'll have much luck. What do you think is best for us to do?"
 
The Riddler rocked back and forth on the Mayor's chair, watching as the clock slowly ticked, counting down the Mayors doom. "Tick tock, watch the clock," he said, cackling. "Wonder how that Bat is doing?" he pondered, scratching his chin thoughtfully.
 
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Batman called up Gordon. "Gordon, I think the mysterious riddler has kidnapped the mayor. I can scout the city looking for him, but I doubt I'll have much luck. What do you think is best for us to do?"
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Gordon stroked his mustache. The matters with Black Mask were of first presedence, but if the mayor was kidnapped, he had to be rescued.
"Do we even know how the Riddler operates?"
 
"No, and I'm trying really hard to find him, but I don't have a clue. But we must hurry. Its only twenty minutes till midnight."
 
The Riddler had watched as the clock had tolled 11, and one of the last two strands of rope had been cut. Now, he watched as the clock continued on its axis, slowly ticking toward the mayor's doom. He looked out the window and smiled kindly at the dangling mayor. "Well, we won't be hanging out much longer," he said with a cackle. He pondered leaving another clue, and glanced at the phone. Grinning, he called Gordon.
"Two, ten, Big Ben,
Not much longer till the mayor meets his end!"
After that, he hung up the phone, and began to twiddle his thumbs.
 
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