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“NEWZ FLASH!: Catching Up On The Past Few Weeks Worth Of Geek News!”

Like I stated awhile back. I’ve been pretty ghost these past few weeks, so i will now attempt to give my unique view on all the shit i missed. Welcome, To The “NEWZ FLASH!”

(In no particular Order.. and keep in mind, im going based on pure memory..)


Marvel Studios’ long awaited attempt at bringing the ‘Real’ Inhumans to the Big Screen. We finally got our first look at the assembled cast in costume as The Royal Family. Lots of folks talked shit about it. “Bootleg X-men and “Too much leather” and “Where’s Madusa’s Hair?” are just to name a few of the comments that i saw. In my opinion. This looks fucking awesome! Madusa’s hair is obviously going to be CGI enhanced. Every one looks awesome. My only, only peev… The Attachment on Black Bolts head.. Where is it? Was that only apart if his mask? I thought that was actually apart of his head.. Maybe we will see it apart of the Royal Crown? Hope so.


Turns out the deal between Marvel and Sony Pictures has an experation date. It was revealed (to manys surprise) by a Sony Exec, that the deal would only last up to “Spider-Man 2”  Leaving many to try and calculate just how long Tom and co. Will be involved with the series. Tom is signed for a 5 picture deal (if i am not mistaken) With Civil War and the upcoming Homecoming counting for two. There is still Avengers 3&4, thats four films down, and many assuming he will appear in other marvel films later, Captain Marvel being a possiblity. That makes five and “Homecoming 2” could make six movies right there.  Now, with as much money as Sony Pictures looks to make over all these films, (even if its a small, small percentage. Moat of the money comes from their own spidey produced projects) It would be spectacularly Stupid (see what i did there?) for them to not get back to the table with Marvel and extend the deal. Which would be the most logical thing that will happen, once this initial deal is completed. 


Marvel Studio’s Announced that The Avemgers: Infinity War will no longer be a 2 part film, although they will still film both parts around the same time. Most likely to cut costs out of the already reported 1 billion dollar budget (If rumors are to be believed). The second part will also carry a different name. Many assuming that THE INFINITY GAUNTLET will be the name of the final film. My theory?.. Infinity war cpuld very well be pushed back to be the final film and Gauntlet would be the first one. Of course i based this on the fact that, Fiege and The Russo bros. Made it known that Thanos is the main character of the film. While our heroes would be the “side characters” persay.



Deadpool is looking to break the 4th wall now on the small screen with an animated series scheduled for sometime next year for FXX and to be produced by Donald Glover and others.. No word as of yet on who would voice the merc with the mouth. My vote is for Nolan North. Thats a fucking no brainer right there.


Not actual news.. Just humble opinion.


Please God Let This Be The One!!! Again.. Not news. Just humble opinion.

Im currently racking my brain trying to remember old news. But im coming up dry.

So here’s the latest one that dropped i think yesterday..


DC/WB is really feeling itself with the positive reviews and high hopes coming out of Wonder Woman. That some are reporting that the big wigs over there are looking forward to Batgirl being the next female lead hero flick to come out, instead of David Ayers’ Githam City Sirens. Which is still in the pipeline, but never the less, Batgirl could be next in line. So… Yay!

That’s all i got folks.. Hit me up with your thoughts and let me know what i missed, maybe I’ll add it in another “Newz Flash” also, let me know if you enjoyed this format of news. 

Until next time folks.. Peace Out!


ICYMI: “JOSS WEADON Possibly directing DCEU BATGIRL Film”

Revealed a couple of days ago, Joss Weadon and the folks at DC/WB are in talks for the acclaimed director to Direct, write and produce a stand alone BATGIRL film.

This bods well for the future of the DC (sigh) ‘Extended’ Universe. Joss is a master behind the camera. A skilled storyteller. He knows, i mean, KNOWS how to translate strong female characters on the screen. 
Buffy: The Vampire Slayer being a prime example.

And other characters that appeared in the Buffy Spin off ANGEL. And the Series FIREFLY,

And its follow up film SERENITY. 

Lets not also forgot his amazing controbutions to the MCU. 

The man knows what he is doing. If WB is smart, they will let the man do what he can do and only interject when its absolutely necessary. 

But! Keep in mind folks.. Although sites like IMDB has him listed as working on Batgirl.. Nothing is final! 

Niether WB/DC nor Wedon himself has confirmed or denied such talks. Although we know those talks are happening. However, we dont have a confirmed word from anyone that He IS doing it. 

So, fingers crossed and a deal can be made. And lets hope Joss can work his magic for the DCEU and bring Batgirl to life! 

What are your thoughts folks? Is Joss your man for the job? Comment below. Plz leave a like, and a follow! 

Until next time.. Peace Out!


(I do not own any of the characters that appear in this story. Batman and all related characters are property and trademark of DC Comics. I Do claim the story though.. This is mine!) 

*Huff!* *Puff!* *Omph!* 

Barabra Gordon grimaced as she pulled herself up and then lowered herself down. Streathing her chin over the bar each time she came up. Huffing and puffing. Sweat dripping down her brow. “50!” she exhaled deeply. Slowly bringing herself down, she looked over at her wheel chair, which was a few feet away. She looked around the training area. The room was empty. She liked to work out alone. 


Barbra scanned the length of the pull up bar. She could easily scale it and be above the chair. With a sigh she began to scurry along the bar. Left hand, right hand. Left, right. Left right. Her legs bound together so they dont flail around as she moved. She hated not having control of them anymore. She clenched her teeth with frustration.  She was alomst there. Her feet hit the chair and it rolled back out of place. “Shit!” She nearly slipped off the bars when Suddenly, Firm hands held her waist. “Easy there, Sahra Connor.” A kind voice said, 

“Dick!?” she exclaimed in happy surprise. “Hey Barb.” he smiled, his foot held the wheel chair from slipping any further back and he helped her gently in to the chair. She hugged him tight. “When did you get back?” she asked. “Roughly an hour ago. Called your place. Your dad said, you’d be here.” He said. “So i thought i’d come pick you up.” 

He helped her unstrap her legs. And handed her a towel. “Thanks.” she said. He looked at her and sighed. She looked back at him. His eyes asked ‘Are you ok?’ Barbra smiled sweetly and her eyes said, ‘I will be.’ They smiled. “Come on. Lets get some grub. I heard they just opened a new Big Belly Burger a few blocks from here.” Dick said quickly as he rushed behind the wheelchair and started pushing her out toward the door. “Oh nothing helps a good workout like some fatty greasy food.” she quiped, “I know right!” Dick said excitedly and she laughed.

[LATER: inside Barbra Gordon’s new apartment.] Boxes cluttered the entirety of the living room. One lamp was plugged in. Babara layed atop her loveseat and Dick sat close on a blanket on the floor. A nightstand served as their dinner table.

“Hahahaha” Barbra laughed, tears in her eyes and a covering a mouthful of fries. “So. So. Victor,” Dick said through chuckles, “Victor is just laying there, under Gar’s Elephant Butt! And hes like. ‘I swear! If you let one go Gar! Im gonna blast you!’ hahaha!” They laughed. “Oh my goodness” Barabra said, wiping the tears away. “Thats golden.” “Yeah. I, I’m gonna miss those guys.” said Dick. “So. Your seriously gonna stay?” she asked. He paused for a moment, “Yeah. I am.” “Is Starfire okay with the whole, long distance relationship, thing? I mean. Its not like it would be a problem for Her, cause of the whole flying thing.” She said. “Uh.. Yeah. Yeah, its.” He started, “uhm, We decided. Or I, decided.. It would be best if we took a break.” “Really?! Why?” She questioned.

“I. Just… I realised that.. There, was something. More important to focus on.” he said, as he gently griped her hand and smiled kindly as he just as quickly and gentley pulled away. 

Barbra blushed. They stood silent for a moment. “Oh! I gotta show you something really cool.” she said suddenly. She moved herself forward and reached for her wheelchair. He motioned for it, “I got it.” she said sweetly, and he fell back. She got herself into the chair and wheeled to the other side of the living room. “Come on.” she said excitedly. He rushed to his feet and followed. 

She paused just before the short hall way and placed her hand on the wall. A small panel glowed for a second and then flickered out. Barabra sucked her teeth. “Still working on the bugs.” she said as she slapped the wall and a secret door opened. She lead him inside the small room as the lights flickered on. 

“Its still a work in progress. Mr. Fox helped me design it. I call it, ‘The Oracle’. From here. I can access almost all of Gotham. Police files. Security systems. Just about anything.” she said excitedly as she wheeled up to a large computer moniter. Dick looked around sternly. A tall display case was to the side. Her Batgirl costume displayed like a trophy on a mannequin inside of it. He carresed the glass as memories of the two of them leaping across rooftops danced in his head. His hand clenched in to a fist and he hit the glass. 

“Son of a bitch!” he cursed under his breath. “Dick?” she wheeled around to face him. “I cant believe he’s having you do this.. Even after whats happened!” he grunted. “Dick, This is My choice. My decision. I may never be able to walk again, but i am not going to let that stop me from doing what I know is right. And helping those that need my help.. In any way that i can give it.” 

He signed and looked away in embarrassment. “Have you even gone to see him?” she asked. “No.” he said. “You should. He.. He hasn’t been the same since that night. If he’s ever going to make it through this.. He’s going to need us, all of us. To help him. Whether he wants to admit it or not. Until that time. Gotham needs a protector.. Gotham needs a hero.. I cant do it alone..” She presented her hand. He looked at her hand, and then deep in to her eyes. “.. You.. You had me at hello.” he said dryly. She began to laugh as he leaned forward and hugged her in his arms tightly.



The GCPD’s Roll Call room was packed with officers, waiting for the days schedule. Muttled conversations polluted the air. In the furthest corner of the room, Officers Gruntkie, Berman, Portmen and Fogel huddled together.
“It’s going down tonight.” whispers Berman, “The meets at..” 

“ALRIGHT YA BUMS!” Harvey Bullock stomps in to the room, cutting off everyones chatter. Sgt. Renee Montoya enters behind him. “We’re gonna skip roll call, cause i honestly dont give a crap if your here or not!” He grunts. Some chuckle. “Where’s Gordon?” a voice asks. “Commissioner, Gordon. Was called in to city hall this morning and he asked us to proceed for him.” Sgt. Montoya answers. “Thats right jackasses, so listen up!” says Bullock. He ruffles through some of the papers in front of him looking for where to start. “Get that out of the way” Montoya whispers gesturing to the first paper. 

“Right! Uh.. Ok. Fluffy shit outta the way now. Tomorrow nights Gala at the grand ball room is supposed to kick off the city’s 200th anniversary celebration.. That crap is still happening.. So we’re gonna be pulling extra shifts from some of ya.” Groans erupted. “I know! But with this Black Mask crap still causeing trouble.. We gotta make sure the stiff upper lips going to thd ball are gonna be alright as they sip their souls away.” Bullock crumbles up the paper and tosses it to the floor. 

“What else we got?.. Uh.. Right. China town’s got some crazy shindig going on..” “Its the new year!” Officer Chen calls out. “Whatever! Extra man power is gonna be spent to keeping that going smoothly and not have it turn into Hiroshima” 

“Wrong Country!” someone mockingly called out. 

“BITE ME!” Bullock shot back as chuckles and laughs started. “Let’s Settle down guys.” Montoya called out.

“Get to the REAL story! Is it true!?” 

Montoya and Bullock exchanged looks. Montoya sighed, “Detectives are still taking Officer Brent’s statments about last night.. So we still aren’t sure what exatly happened.” 

“Oh Come On!” More groans from the room. 

“Look!” Bullock called over the voices,  “Even if the Bat IS back.. We’re still gonna do our jobs and get shit done! Whatever comes after that.. We leave to the guys in charge to decide that. So when the commish has something to say to ya.. He will.. Now lets get this over with.. I got better things to do then be stuck in this room with you mugs!” 


Berman and the other officers gather in the hallway by a rear exit. 

“3 o’clock sharp. Be at the location at least an hour before.. No later.” He says.

“So.. This is it? It’s really going down?” asks Portman excitedly. 

“Shh!” Berman nudges.. “Don’t worry about that.. You just make sure you have the package delivered on time.” 

Montoya exits a nearby room and spots the group of men. 

“Yea. No problem I’ll have Bird Man there right o-.. ” Portman starts..

“Hey! Guys!?” Montoya calls as she walks forward..  

The group look up startled and shaken. 

“What’s going on?” she asks.

“Nothing Sergeant.. We’re just.. Uh.. Making plans for the.. Next, poker game at Gruntkie’s place.” Berman stutters as the other guys start to slowly agree. 

“Okay.. Why dont you boys do that on your own time.” she tells them sternly, “You got jobs to do.” 

They hurridly agree, apologize and scatter. Her gaze follows Berman for awhile as he leaves down the opposite side of the hall. A feeling of suspicion crept in her mind.


Gordon sat outside the Mayor’s office. His leg bobbing up and down with annoyed and anxious nerves. He glanced at his watch and scoffed.Just then, The Mayor’s Assistant appeared at the office door. “Mayor West will see you now Commissioner.” she said kindly. He grumbled a ‘thank you’ as he rose to his feet. 

“Gordon! Please, come in. Come in. Sorry for the wait my friend.” Mayor West greeted Gordon at the door as he walked in with a firm and rigorous hand shake. “Please. Have a seat. I dont want to take up too much more of your time, so I’ll try to make this quick.” 

Gordon chose the nearest chair as a sudden feeling crawled up his back.

Mayor West smiled kindly, “How have you been Jim?” he asked. 

“Fine.” Gordon said flatly. A awkward silence followed for a few short seconds.

“Ok. Thats good, that good. Uhm..” Mayor West searched for the words in his head, “Have you been considering any upcoming vacation time?”

“No.” Gordon’s back straightened. “With THIS job, in THIS city. One can’t afford the luxery of ‘Vacation Time’. Let alone contemplate one.” 

The tension in the room began to build. Mayor West scanned the room as his mind continued to search for the proper words. “Is there any Real reason why we are having this meeting, Mr. Mayor?” Gordon asked, a tinge of sarcasm and annoyance in his tone of voice. Mayor West gave him a stern look.

“You. Have clearly had a very heavy work load as of late. This.. ‘Black Mask’ menace! And now, this. Sudden reemergence of The Batman?.. Maybe. Maybe it’s time for a freash prospective on the police force.” 

“Meaning?” Gordon tenses up leaning back in the chair.

“After the 200th anniversary festival, I am putting in a formal request for you. To Resign as Police Commissioner.” Mayor West said in one breath. 

Gordon’s chest lowers and he leans forward lowering his head. 

“Jim.” Mayor West said calmy, “I may not have been in office for long. But ever since what happend last year.. I am sorry.. You have not been performing at the standards that i have come to know. You have been working very hard, that is clear. But.. Something is..”

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Gordon said, looking up into the Mayor’s eyes. 

“Excuse me?” Mayor West said feeling offended.

“Do you have any idea, Just what the fuck i have been through all these years!?” Gordon rose to his feet, ” The things I’ve seen!? I’ve been a cop long before you came out your daddy’s sack! Ive been Commissioner of Police for just as long as you’ve been alive! What i have sacrificed for this job! For this god forsaken city! My Life! Who the fuck do you think you are!!” 

“That is enough!” The Mayor yelled back. Jumping to his feet. “This outburst of yours has just proven my point. I could just as easily fire you right now. But i have too much respect for you. You have one week after the celebration to get your things together and prepeare for the transition. Now get the hell out of my office before i change my mind.”

Gordon’s face turned red from rage and then suddenly, as if realizing what jist happened. The red turned into embarrassment. Without a word he quickly turned and left the room. He rushed into the elevator. Breathing heavily, his mind raced a hundred miles a minute. His words echoing in his head.

“What I Have Sacrificed!” “This God Forsaken City!”, “Sacrificed!”, “My Life!”, “What I Sacrificed!” 

Gordon let out a loud yell. 

People stood waiting in the lobby for the elevator. The bell rings and the door opens. Gordon stood there. Expressionless. 


Harvey Bullock stepped out of the corner deli. Two cups of coffee in hand and a grocery bag of snacks and donuts. He stepped up to a near by car, put the bag in his mouth and worked the door open. He wiggled himself in to the dark car, “Here Ya go.” he said handing one of the cups to Renee Montoya. “When are you gonna get a bigger car?” he groaned as he closed the door. “When are you gonna get a smaller belly?” she shot back. “Har har.” he said, bitting into a chocolate glazed donut. “What exactly are we doin’ here?” he asked as he chewed. “It’s a Stake Out Harvey.” she said. “I know dat! Can you at least tell me why? And who?” 

Montoya nodded her head forward. “Him.” Harvey looked. 

Officer Portman exited his apartment building accross the street from them and headed straight to his car. Glancing at his watch he quickened his pace. 

“Aint that uh.. Uh.. Whats his face?” Harvey said. “Officer Charlie Portman.” Montoya said as she started her car. “We hot ourselves a ‘dirty’?” he grunted. 

She watched Portman closely. “I dont know… Just.. A feeling.” she said. Portman began to drive off. She gave Harvey a look of hesitation. He looked her in her eyes, “Your Guts never lead us wrong before. Lets tail the bum and see what we get.” he said reassuringly. She smirked with a relieved sigh and began to follow officer Portmancs car. 

[Gordon’s Apartment] 

Sahra Essen laid beside him sleeping soundly. Gordon sat in bed. In the dark, staring at the wall. His badge dancing between his fingers. He glanced at it. He frowned. Sahra turned over and he glanced at her. She was sound asleep. He ran his fingers thrpugh her hair and gentley stroked her cheek. He wanted to hold her. He turned to place his badge on his nightstand. He noticed the picture of him and Barbara together on the stand. Just then, his phone began to glow with a silent notification. He didnt pick it up. He looked at his daughters picture. He looked down at Sahra. The phone began to vibrate. 


Bullock and Montoya sat in the car on the corner street, across from an apartment building. Harvey looked at his watch. “Its been 15 minutes.. Maybe hes got a mistress?” Renee sighed and shook her head, “Its not a mistress.” she said and got out of the car. 

“Montoya?!” he called after her, “Keep the car running.” she said and closed the door. “Dont do anything stupid!” he hollard. She pulled out a baseball cap from her back pocket as she rushed across the street. Pulling the bill close to her face. She causally walked the front of the building. She scanned the front side. She walked up to the front door and peered inside. She sighed, she started for the side of the building. She made it half way around the corner. 

A dark hummer pulled up from the opposite corner. She spotted Portman in the drivers seat. Them she noticed someone in the back passenger seat. Her eyes widened and she slightly paused. Quickly gathering herself she placed her head down and continued walking. From the corner of her eye she watched the hummer veer off and up the street. “Madre Dios!” she exclaimed and quickly turned on her heel and ran back for her car. She jumped in like a blot. “What the hell Montoya!?!” 

She stepped on the gas and sped after the hummer. “What The Hell is going on with you!? What did you see?” Harvey said, struggeling to put on his seat belt. “The Dead!” she said.


A dimley lit room. A dark figure sits at a desk. The Black Mask mask sitting atop the desk. 

“I’m not afraid.” the mysterious man says, “I know what needs to be done…. “No. Im not having second thoughts.. I said No!” The Mask stared back at him with its red eyes. “Damn it! You do know what is at stake here!.. Nothing can go wrong. You understand?” The figure sat back in his chair. “Of course.. Everything is ready.  Assuming our ‘friend’ fulfills his end..” 

A light knock came at the door as it creaked open. A beautiful woman peeked her head inside.

“They’re ready for you.”she said. 

The man sighed, grabed the mask and put it on. 

Black Mask stepped through the door and on to a balcony that stood over a small meeting room below. 

Two groups of people stood at a table. A Large muscular Masked man, flanked by military garbed men stood on one side. A young Asian Woman in elegant, traditional robes, flanked by masked men in similar robes armed with swords and various weapons stokd in the opposite side. Neither, wanting to sit down with the other. 

“Lady! Gentleman!” Black Mask called from above as he headed for the stairwell. “Welcome! I am glad you could make it on such short notice.”

He stopped at his seat and looked at the each of them. “Please. Have a seat.” The group leaders exchanged looks. 

The woman, “I refuse to sit with Hired Thugs, and a Common Criminal. Bane and yourself are not the kind we wish to associate with. However! Our leader has informed us that You have something of worth to offer. That, is why we are here. But we refuse to sit with you like.” 

Bane laughed ar her words, his men laughed as well. “I, do not have such reservations,about you, Lady Shiva.” he said in a thick spanish accent. “But, I hold your master in high regard. That is why i dont reach across this table and kill you with my bare hands.” 

Lady Shiva removes her Sword, “I would like to see you try!” her men also drew their swords, while Bane’s crew drew their guns. 

“HEY! CAN YOU BOTH SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” Black Mask yelled. “Our guest of honor has arrived. Just then, a side door opened. Four other Black Masks entered the room. Flanked behind them was Officer Portman and at his side was, Oswald Cobbelpot, The Penguin. Behind them, Two very large men. Identical in apperance. Both missing an opposite arm. One a left arm, the other, the right arm. 

“The Penguin? I thought he died on Arkham Island” Bane said. “Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated! Wah, Wah, Wah, Wah!” Penguin cawed with a laugh. “Yet another Honorless Criminal!” Lady Shiva grimaced. 

“Oswald. I trust The Abramovici Twins have been taking good care of you?” Black Mask asked as he gestured for Penguin to take a seat. “Yes. Your boys have been absouloute professional. Wish i had this kind of muscle at my disposal years ago!” Penguin said getting in to his seat. 

“Now.. Lets cut too the chase. Where is my shipment?” Black Mask asked. “Well, let it be said, Roman Sionis was a tad more cordial when dealing with business associates.” Penguin shot him a displeased look. “I’m not Roman Sionis.” Black Mask said flatly. 

Penguin squirmed in his chair. “Well. My ‘friend’ overseas, has informed me ‘Our’ shipment of supplies will be hitting my warehouse later tonight.” he said. 

“All of it?” Black Mask questioned. “Every single piece.. Except..” Penguin started, “Except? What?” Black Mask pressed. “Except.. Some sort of Triggering mechanism or something.. He wasnt very detailed in his explanation.” Black Mask rose from his chair. He started to walk toward Oswald very slowly. 

“Uh.. He did. He did say that he left more detailed instructions.. With the uh.. Shipment.” Oswald stammered. Black Mask contunied to walk forward. “Wayne Tech! It’s something in Wayne Tech.” Oswald blurted. Black Mask stood before Penguin, paused Staring at him with his bright red eyes. A long tense moment passed. “That shouldn’t be a problem Oswald. I have people that can retrieve whatever is needed from Wayne Tech.” he said, reassuringly smacking Oswald on the shoulder. “Now.” He said, turning to sit on the edge of the table. “What Exact Time, was the shipment supposed to arrive?” 

“Should be in the next couple of hours. I can take your people there myself.” Penguin said, trying to hide the quiver in his voice.

“Portman!” Mask called, “Yes, sir!?” Portman answered quickly. “Whats the report from the Docks?” Portman quickly pulled out his phone and after a quick look,  “An unmarked Shipment came in alittle under an hour ago sir. Warehouse 17.” 

“How..!?” Penguin gasped. Black Mask clasped his hand on his shoulder. “I have my ways Oswald… But its okay. Im not mad that you lied. I mean.. I would do the same if i were you. Have some sort of leverage to make sure I stay alive in case things go south. Or perhaps.. Double cross the next guy and make sure i come out on top..” 

“I. I.. I.” Penguin stammered. “Oswald. Oswald. Calm yourself.” Black Mask rubbed his shoulders. “Relax… Gentelmen.” He said turning to the Abramovici Twins and snapped his fingers. The two men stood on opposite sides of Penguin and with each of their arms, clasped their thick hands around his neck.

Penguin gasped and struggled. The two men raised him up and out of the chair. Each applying great pressure. Penguin gurggled and spat for air. Blood draining down his nose, And then his tearducts. His eyes bulged, his face turning purple and then, with a sickening gurgle and snap. His eyes popped out the sockets. The two men dropped him like a sack of potatoes. 

Black Mask gingerly walked back to his seat and sat down. “Now. Can we get too business?” 

“Is this your way of trying to.. ‘intimidate’ us?” Bane started, “If so. I assure you. Your going to have to do better then that..” He smiled. “Indeed” Lady Shiva agreed. “You kill your buisness associates…”

“Oswald Cobbelpot is already dead.” Black Mask interrupted, “He died on Arkham Island. The GCPD is set to publicly release the list of the dead. It will only be a matter of time before The Batman figures out the medical records on Cobbelpots body are falsified.” 

Bane and Shiva exchanged looks. “Thats right. The Batman is alive and well and once he figures out Penguin is still alive. He will turn every rock in gotham to find him. Once he does. And he will. Penguin would give up everything he knows. Now.. That loose end is taken cared of. So, Lady. Gentelman. Can we discuss the future of Gotham?” 

“And why should we trust anything you have to say?” Shiva asked.. 

Black Mask sighed. And after a moment, quickly reached up and removed his mask.

Shiva’s eyes widened. She and Bane exchanged surprised gazes. 

“Great.. Now, lets get to buisness shall we?..”



(I do not own the rights to these characters. Batman and all related characters are property of DC/WB. I do claim ownership of the story!) 

Nightwing stood there. The blood and gore that was Edward Nigma, drenched his hands and suit. The torrential rain fails to wash it away. His hands began to shake as he played back what just happened. He clenched his eyes tight, as if in hopes of sqeezing the memory out of his mind. Then, sense rushed back to him in an instant. 

Far off, Deadshot has Nightwing in his crosshairs. “Night, night birdie.” he smiled, and with that he pulled the trigger. 

If Nightwing had not turned the slightest bit to his left. The bullet would have done its evil deed. But Nightwing did move, ever so slightly to the left, in that milisecond between the pull of the trigger and the bullet zooming out of the barrel. 

The bullet slammed into his shoulder, knocking him on his back. “Ahg!” He groaned. 

“Son of a bitch!” Deadshot cursed as he set up for his next shot. 

Nightwing quickly rolled out of postion and scanned the rooftops. Pushing a small button on his mask, activated the state of the art lenses in his mask. “Track” he stated. The buildings around him pushed away from him, becoming a three dimensional model right before his eyes. A bright line appeared before him. “Pinpoint” he said as he darted for the nearby cover of a chimney. 

“Bricks aint gonna protect you, birdie.” Deadshot smirked. 

BLAM! A bullet blasted through the brick near Nightwings ear. “Damn it!” he cursed as he moved more to his left. “Hold. Re-track.” he said, The 3D display highlighted a new bright yellow track.”Bingo.” he said. “Pinpoint and locate.” The display panned out into a full map and a bright red dot appeared. “Got you” 

As another bullet blasted through another brick next to him, Nightwing jumped to his feet and ran toward the gunfire. “Oh yeah, come at me bro.” Deadshot smirked and just then, Nightwing suddenly tossed down some smoke pellets. 

Deadshot glared through his periscope. Waiting for Nightwing to emerge from the smoke. “Shit!” He cursed, after a moment. He quickly shouldered his rifle and rushed away. 

Deadshot leapt over to the next rooftop and raced for the fire escape, then suddenly, a pair of Batarangs knocked the rifle out of his hands. Nightwing swooped out of the sky tackeling Deadshot to the ground. 

Deadshot kicked Nightwing off of him pulled out a side arm and fired. Nightwing dodged and kicked the weapon out of his hand. He then pulled out his Escrema Sticks and began to pummel Deadshot with them. “You killed him! You freaking killed him!!” Nightwing spat as he beat on Deadshot. Suddenly, Deadshot produced a dagger and stabbed Nightwing in the thigh. 

“Argh!” Nightwing staggered back and dropped to his knee. Deadshot stumbles to his feet and draws another pistol. “Look! A jobs a job kid. Nygma was an annoying prick that stuck his nose where it shouldnt have been. Aint nobody gonna a shed a tear for that dumbass. And please, Forgive me for not giving a shit about how you feel about it. Now.. You weren’t on the payroll.. But im sure Black Mask would pay a couple more millions for a dead former Bat-Boy.” Deadshot Pulled back the safety and his finger started to tighten on the trigger. 

A great rage boiled up in Nightwings body. He lunges forward as Deadshot pulls the trigger, pushing the gun up. BLAM! The gun fires in the air. Nightwing pulls his fist back and deliveres a massive right hand, knocking Deadshots mask clean off. 

Deadshot flew a clear foot off the ground and crashed hard. Nightwing dragged himself up and mounted Deadshot. Seething, he raised his fist up and began beat Deadshot. 

Bop! Bop! Bop! Bam! Bam! Crick! Crick! Crack! 

Suddenly, a whipping sound cracked the air and something grasped his wrist. Stopping his fist. 

Nightwing turned and found Catwoman and her whip stopping his fist. Her face in a state of shock.. “I think.I think He’s had.. Enough.”


“You know, Master Dick. If You are to continue down this course of activity.. Might i suggest a full suit of Armor? Perhaps titanium?” Alfred joked dryly as he stitched Nightwings thigh. 

Catwoman sat a ways off, gingerly turning in the arm chair. 

Nightwing smirked, “I think titanium would be a little heavy for this line of work Al.” “Perhaps sir. Or maybe you can call your friend?.. The Robotic gentleman. Maybe he can set up replacement parts for you in the future.” Said Alfred cutting the last stitch.

The door upstairs could be heard opening and heavy footfalls coming down the stairs. Bruce had the most severe, stern look on his face. “We need a moment.” he said flatly, walking past everyone without looking at them. He walked up to the batcomputer and paused. 

Selina and Alfred exchanged looks. Alfred packed up the first aid kit, passing Dick a freash bandage and patted his shoulder gently with a reassuring smile. Selina helped Alfred with the kit and they left Bruce and Dick alone. 

Bruce sighed and turned on the Main Moniter. Deadshot’s beaten and bruised face filled the screen. “What is this?” Bruce said after a moment. 

“What?” Dick said as he wrapped his leg, “Its not like you havent lost your temper before.” 

“Fractured Eye Socket. Crushed cheek-bone. Jaw.. Broken in two places. A Fractured Skull! If Selina hadn’t stopped you. You would have killed Lawton!.. You call THAT losing your temper?” 

“Oh come on! Your being a major Hypocrite!” Dick shot back. 

“A Hypocrite!?  Damn it, Dick. Have you learned nothing.” 

“If I Did Kill Deadshot. What great loss would that be, huh?! One less murdering pyscho on the loose.” 

“NO! Not one less..”

“Oh, spare me the old, Kill one become one bull crap! Please. I honsetly dont see just what the big deal is, anymore… You did it and the world didn’t stop.” 

“You dont know what your talking about..” Bruce turned away.

“What Happened to you Bruce? Why are you letting him effect you?” 

“Its not him..” Bruce sighed.

“You sure? Bruce.. The Joker, was a murdering. Homicidal. Lunatic. Brought nothing but death and destruction wherever he went.” 

“Its not about the Joker..” Bruce said. 

“He.. He could have killed.. My wife! Barbara. He crippled her! Left her to bleed out.. You did.. What needed to be done.” 

“It’s Not. About. The Joker.” Bruce said through clenched teeth. His hands shaking.

“Then, DAMN IT. WHAT IS IT?!?” Dick yelled.

“I. KILLED. A. MAN!!” Bruce wheeled around, his face red and his eyes wet. 

Dick froze. 

“I.. I took.. A LIFE! It doesn’t matter if it was the Joker. Or penguin. Or or whoever.. I killed a man. With my hands. I.. Am supposed to be better. The Batman.. Was supposed to be better. And I failed. I failed everything that I stand for.. What THEY stood for. In my eyes.. The Batman.. I.. Am no better then the Joker..” Bruce turned away and rubbed his eyes. 

Dick stood there. No words were said. For long minutes.

“You know..” Dick started after a moment, “When i was.. 5. I was still learning how to swing on the trapeze. My dad, had built a small set for me. So i can learn and practice you know. Anyway.. I was swinging and i wanted to try something i saw my parents do one time. I fell.. Hard. Skinned my knee and hurt my ankle. Hurt like hell. Man.. I cried so hard. Dont remember crying so much, like, ever. My dad came running. I told him what happened, through the sobbing. He laughed.  And then he picked me up in to his arms and said.. ‘Son. Do you know, Why We Fall?’ he said, ‘So We Can Learn To Pick Ourselves Up. And Keep Moving Forward.’ I was 5.. Never really grasped it at the time. Then, years later.. A man I looked up to.. I nearly got him killed during my first time out. I beat myself up for weeks. Didn’t want to leave the cave. And then, that man pulled me to the side after a very rough, forced, training session and he asked me.. ‘Why Do We Fall Down, Grayson?’ I get it now.. But now. I ask you, Bruce.. Why Do We Fall Down?” 

And with that, Dick turned away and left.

Bruce stood there. Quiet. His mind drifted for a moment. And then.. “The kid has a point you know.” Selina said, appearing out of the corner. She slowly walked toward him and grasped his hand. She propped her chin on his shoulder and ran her fingers through his hair. They stood there in silence. After a moment, she slaps his butt and says, “Come upstairs and lets work out that pent up aggression you got there big boy..”


Bruce and Selina cuddled in bed. She layed in his arms, sound asleep. He stared deeply at the cieling. The moonlight shined dully through the window. His eyes, he could feel them getting heavy. He didnt really want to sleep. His mind echoing with those words. “Why do we fall down.”  Bruce sighed deeply and closed his eyes. 

BUMP! A sound came from down stairs. His head shot up. He looked at the clock on the night stand. ‘its too late for Alfred to be up.’ he thought. BUMP! BUMP! The sound again. He quickly got out of bed, but made sure not to wake Selina. 

The noise was coming from the living room. Light was blazing from the door way. ‘The Fire Place?’ He crept to the door way and peeked inside. A man was tossing firewood into the fire place. “The Hell? Excuse me?!” he said demandingly. The man turned around with a big smile on his face. “Hey there son.” 

Bruce’s Eyes widened in total shock and horror. “D..D, Dad?” he gasped. “You ok son? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Thomas smiled. “H-How are you.. Here?” He stammered. Thomas chuckled, “I dont believe i have ever left son. WE, never left you.” A soft hand gentley grasped his shoulder. He turned and met his mothers gaze. “Mom?” he breathed. “Hello Bruce.” she smiled, kissing his cheek. 

He closed his eyes at the warmth of her touch. He opened them and they were both gone. The room was dark. He wheeled around, looking for any trace of them. A cold breeze hit his neck. He turned and saw the front door wide open. A shadow passed the window. He chased it outside. 

He suddenly found himself running down a hill side. Suddenly, he slipt and fell. He began rolling down the hill. He came to the base of the hill and landed on top of something soft. Dizzy, he shook his head and looked. He was a top Jokers body. He gasped, jumping to his feet. He found himself surrounded by police officers. Gordon looked at him with saddness and disapointment. Behind him, Thomas and Martha Wayne stood. “Mom. Dad.” they turned away. “Wait!” 

“You’ve been a bad boy brucie!” Joker laughed as his head dangled grossly off his neck. Bruce gasped and Ran after his parents. Joker’s laugh echoed around him. Soon everyone was laughing. 

“Stop it. Stop!.. Stop Laughing!!” he yelled. 

Silence. He was alone. Darkness. He turned around and met Jokers sick twisted gaze. His head dangled off center. “Hiya Brucie!” he smiled. “Look who finally had that One. Bad. Day! Now, you and me.. Are one, and the same! We all are..” 

Bruce found himself surrounded by all of his enemies. They all laughed at him.  “No. No! Im nothing like you! I cant.. I wont! Im not! I’M NOT!!” He buried his head in his hands.

“No.” a cold voice said. Bruce looked up. He found himself in the street. That fateful street. He looked to his left. The Alley Way. Crime Alley. “No” he trembled, as foot steps echoed around him. He turned, There was the man. There was Joe Chill. He lifted the gun and pulled the trigger. 


“Maybe. Maybe, your more like me?” Joe Chill lifeted his head in to the light, he had the face of Bruce Wayne. 

Bruce looked down at his parents lifeless bodies. “NNNNOOOOOOOO!!” He screamed. grasping at them. His hands becoming more and more drenched with blood. Dark and crimson. He cried. 

“Bruce.” a calm voice said. “Bruce.” He opened his eyes. He was outside the mansion. He looked for who called his name. He gazed over at the family cemetery. A bright light flashed from withing and he raced for it.

“Hello?!” he called, “Who’s there?!” He searched all around for the source of the light. And then he saw them. The gravestones. “HERE LIES: THOMAS AND MARTHA WAYNE” it read. He fell to his knees.

“You remember that promise we made?” a dark voice said. He stood up, turned and standing before him was The Batman. “We swore we would never let anything like what happened to us, happen to anyone else.. Do you remember?” He asked, his eyes glowing red. 

“I.. I remember. And we broke that promise. We failed them! We took a Life!” Bruce said. 

“Bruce.. You must stop blaming yourself.” His Fathers voice said. He stepped out from behind Batman. “You made a mistake. We all do. Dont you remember what i taught you son? Why do we fall down Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up.. And learn from our mistakes.” “Our Work is not done.” said Batman. “We have much to do.” Bruce shook his head, “You were supposed to be better then them. We were.. I, was supposed to be better.” 

“You put too much pressure on your shoulders, sweetheart.” His Mother said from behind him. He turned to her. She glowed with a white light. She stood there, her bright white dress flowed like silk. A warmth came from her. “I know what this is.. I know im dreaming. My subconscious. Thats all that all of you are.” He said rubbing his eyes. She grasped his hands gently and pulled them from his eyes. Her hands were so warm. “Do i truly feel like a dream?” she said. A sensation came over him. A chill. A warming chill. She touched his face and he gasped. Tears flowed down his cheeks. He pulled her close and held her.”Mom..” he sobbed, “I am so sorry..  I failed you.” “My sweet boy. We have watched you grow in to such an inspiring man. A man of true passion and purity. We are so very proud of you.” she lifted his head to look into his eyes. “You have changed the world for the better. But you carry so much weight on your shoulders. Too much for one man. You are not perfect. You never had to be. No ever is. We all make mistakes Bruce. But its how we come back from those mistakes. How we better ourselves. How we overcome. That, is how we can truly LIVE with ourselves. Rise my son. Face yourself.” she turned him around to face Batman. 

“You created something that gives people hope. Gives people strength. In a world that takes those very things away from them. You dont have to be perfect. No one is. Your only human. But you are strong. You have the potential to do.. Great things. But i can not make you choose to take back that responsibility. All i can do.. All i really want to do.. Is look at you.. And tell you.. We love you. We are so very proud of you. And we will Always. Always, be with you.” 

“Bruce?” Thomas asked, “Yes, father?” Said Bruce. “Why do we fall down?”

Bruce’s face went serious and stern. He walked up to Batman and looked deep into his eyes. 

“So we can learn to pick ourselves up.. And Keep Moving Forward.” He said. 

His eyes suddenly opened. He found himself standing in the Batcave. The display case for his Batsuit stood empty before him.. 

[THE BOWERY: Downtown Gotham.]
A Gang War was underway. Machine gunfire was coming from both sides of the street. In the middle of all the carnage, was a lone police car. 

“I REPEAT! This is car 2187! We are under heavy fire. I NEED BACK UP DAMN IT! NOW!” The officer called from under his car. Bullets bouncing and pierceing his car above him. “Hang In the 2187. We’re sending units your way now.” the operator called back. “UNITS?! DAMN IT I NEED THE NATIONAL GUARD HERE!” 

Screams erupted over the gunfire. Smoke began to bellow around outside. Then the gunfire began to scatter. Heavy at first.. Then.. Light.. Then.. Silence. 

“The Hell?!” the officer breathed. Gingerly, he crawled out from under the car. The streets were silent. The smoke began to thin out. He coughed and waved his hat around to clear the air. Something heavy landed on the roof of the car behind him. He wheeled around, drawing his gun. Then. Through the smoke. He saw Him. He felt his eyes on him. He lowered his gun. The Radio cracked on, “officer Brent? Are you still there?!” he turned to grab the radio, breathing heavily he said, “Scrap that back up.” he turned back. He was gone.  “Send a clean up crew.” he said with a smile, “He’s Back!”  “Can You repeat that?” said the operator. “BATMAN IS BACK!” Brent cheered! 



It was announced the other day that WB Pictures made it official, official that a Suicide Squad spinoff will be in the works. And it will be a Harley Quinn Movie! 

Margot Robbie’s portrayal of the character was, in fact, the clear stand out from the whole film. Besides Will Smith’s DEADSHOT. So it comes at no surprise that they would go for a solo Harley film. 

However! Its a little hard to believe, in my opnion, that it will only be a Harley Film. I wouldnt be at all surprised that in the coming weeks or months, as WB continues to work on the project, It’ll be announced that it will actually be a Gotham City Sirens movie.

Allow me to elaborate.. Its most likely safe to assume that WB/DC would want to use more recent comic book source material in order to construct the story. The most recent work, is The New 52 run of Harley Quinn. Written and illustrated by Amanda Connor and Jimmy Palmiiotti.

Which, taking under consideration WB’s current movie track record, would be a bad idea! 

The New 52 run of Harley Quinn, essentially made her DC’s version of Deadpool! She knew she was a comic book character. She broke the 4th wall. She converses with a stuffed half robot beaver. She was ultra violent and funny. They made her a Female Deadpool. 

If they were to follow this route.. It would be a bad choice in WB’s part. Fans would acuse them of ripping off the deadpool movie. 

Granted, Suicide Squad presented a very slightly different version of Harley. But the potential of a Deadpool esq veesion of her is there. 

The Best and most possible choice for a Harley Spin Off movie would be the creation of The Gotham City Sirens! 

With Harley Quinn being the spine of the story arc. Perhaps her story would force her in to contact with Catwoman. Getting them arrested in the process and then meeting Poison Ivy later on in the film. And maybe The Joker could be the real main villain in this.. 

We could even see Batgirl be the pursing hero (maybe Batman)

We could also maybe see The Birds Of Prey make an apperance as well.. 

Perhaps they join together to fight Joker at the end! 

It could be like an awesome ‘Thelma and Louise’ style story with kick ass action in it. 

Cast the characters of Catwoman, Ivy, Batgirl and the other Birds of Prey properly, craft a great story and they could have a major hit on their hands.

Im looking forward to it nontheless. Weather its a Harley or a GCS movie, im excited and i want to see it! 

What do you folks think? Let me know your thoughts..

So, until next time.. Peace Out!

“The Killing Joke: Aftermath” (A FAN FICTION STORY)

Marvel Comics is Known for a Comic Series known as “What If!?” which retells many famous stories and flips them around and changes key moments. DC had something similar known as “Elseworlds” basicly the same thing.. But i wanted my very first Batman Fan Fiction to be more like a What If/Elseworlds mash up.

I also based this idea around the recent Animated Film Version of Batman: The Killing Joke. So i will be using certain story elements from both the book and the film.. So sit tight.. And save the hate mail toward the very end please.. (P.S. I’ll try and do better with my grammar and shit.. 😜)

(I do not own any of the characters wiithin this story. Batman and all related characters are property of DC Comics and Warner Bros. TM and C and R)

“Hello. I wanted to talk..I’ve been thinking lately. About you and me. About whats going to happen to us, in the end..”
“I want him brought in.. And i want him brought in by the book!”

“We’re going to kill each other, arent we?”

“By the book, you hear?”

“Perhaps you kill me. Perhaps I’ll kill you..”

“We have to show him! We have to show him our way works!”

Batmans whole body shook as the rain poured down heavily. Jokers smile frozen in place, his eyes cold and lifeless. His limp body fell to the ground. The sound of the police sirens slowly crept in to Batman’s ears. 

“Batman?.. My god, what have you done?” said Gordon. Batman turned as if finally realizing where he was. “Jim? I.. I dont..”

The GCPD officers arrived on the scene. Jumping out of their cars they stopped in their tracks at the sudden sight. “Is this for real?”, “i dont believe it” they muttered as they approached. 

Commissioner James Gordon stood there in silence. His eyes showing his mind at work.. “Batman..” he sighed. Straightened up and said, “Batman.. You. Are under arrest. For the murder of The Joker.. You have the right to remain silent.” The Officers gasped and muttered to each other. Gordon continued, “Anything you say, can and will be used against you in a court of law.. Cuff him.”

The officers glanced around at each other. “Commissioner?” an officer said, “I know what i said. Arrest The Batman!”

The officer gingerly pulled out his cuffs and slowly approached Batman. “Uhm.. Im sorry Bats.” he motioned for Batmans hands. 

Batman glanced at his hands. They were shaking. He blinked and they were small. He looked up and his parents’ bodies layed before him. His father looked up at him and grasped his small hands gentley. “Its okay son.. Its going to be okay.” he says. Batman blinks and the officer grabs his wrist and places the first cuff on him. Suddenly Batman snatched the cuffs away and grabed the officer by the arm and pulled him close. 

The officers all drew their sidearms. “Dont make this any worse then it is, Batman.” said Gordon. “Its over.” 

With his free hand, Batman reached a button on his belt and The Batmobile growled alive. 

“Let the Officer go, Batman!” ordered an officer. They surrounded him. “Come on, Bats. Dont do this man!” the officer pleaded. Suddenly, the Batmobile raced over starteling everyone and Batman dropped a smoke bomb.”Im sorry.” he whispered to the coughing officer and he lefted him up and tossed him out of the smoke cloud into a couole of officers. 

With a leap he entered The Batmobile and drove off. Gordon grabed a nearby radio. “Attention all nearby squad cars! This is Gordon.. Batman is headed south out of the old Gotham Amusement Park. I want all units in pursuit! I repeat.. All Units, the Batman is a fugitive! I want him brought in!” 

“Alfred.” Batman called. “Alfred?” “Is it True sir?” Alfreds saddened voice said over the speakers. “…” “Master Bruce?.. Please..” 

“I’ve failed them Alfred.. I’ve failed..” Just then, Police cars appeared on his left. “Its all over the radio sir.” Alfred continued.

Alfred looked at the several moniters on the Bat-Computer. News channels and online sites blaring the words, ‘Breaking News: Batman Kills: Joker Found Dead by Commissioner and GCPD’ “The Reports are everywhere sir. News is indeed traveling fast. Miss Vale has already gotten ahold of Commissioner Gordon.” 

Batmans moniter activated and the newsfeed kicked in. “Commissioner Gordon, a quick word please!?” Vickie Vale rushed after Gordon. The Camera shaking with every stride. “Commissioner, what happend here tonight? Is it true GCPD has Batman as public enemy number 1? Is it true, that Batman Killed the Joker?!” She panted as she reached his squad car. “I have no comment at this time!” he barked as he slammed the car door and the vehicle sped off. “No Comment!? Are you Kidding me!?” she grumbled.

(Barbra Gordons hospital room) 

“People of Gotham. Our Commissioner may not have much to say at the moment.. But news is travilng fast! The Batman has indeed Killed the Joker! And in my humble reporters opinion.. Good Ridence to the Evil Bastard! I send it back to the studio, This is Vickie Vale for Gotham News 7. John?”

“Well, thank you for that colorful report, Vickie.” The news man started. “It wont be for a long while now, But The Jokers autopsy report will state actual cause of death. Although, like my esteemed colleague, many Gothamites are breathing a sigh of relief. Nowing that that the, self proclaimed, Clown Prince Of Crime. Will no longer plauge this city”

“Ya damn right, good ridence to that piece a trash!” Harvey Bullock grunted as he took a large bight of his sandwich. “Ya hear that Barb! Bat’s finally did whats right for a change.. Damn shame whats goin’ on now.. But im sure ya Dad will figure things out.” he turns to give her a reassuring smile. But it fades once he sees the tears in her eyes. “Hey, why ya..” he starts. “Turn it off Harvey.. Please.” Harvey stares for a moment, “I belive our news coppter has just arrived on the scene of the high speed chase” the news man starts. And Harvey changes the channel. More news was on and he clicked again. And again. And again, more news. Frustrated, “Ehh the hell with it!” and he shuts the tv off.

“Detective?” a Nurse enters the room. “There’s a call for you at the front desk.. Its the station.” she adds, throeing a dlight glance at Barbra. “Dad wants to speak to you.” Barbra says, knowingly. “Yeah.. I’ll be right back kiddo.” he wiggles out of the chair and rushes lit of the room. “Is there anything i can get you miss Gordon?” Barbra attempts to shake her head, but says, “No.. I’ll be fine. Thank You.” The nurse smiles and quietly leaves. Barbra lays there silently and sighs.. “Oh Bruce.. Im so sorry..”The Batmobile speeds through the city streets. Squad cars and police copters in close pursuit. Batman fiddles with several buttons on his computer. “Alfred. Im not picking up anything over the scanners. Is there a problem with the signal on your end?” “No sir. Im picking up no radio signal on this end either. But all systems are functional.” said Alfred.

“Gordon knows i moniter all police channels. He must have ordered complete radio silence. I wont know what they are planning.” Batman enters a code on his dashboard computer, activating a complete road map of Gotham City. “I wont be able to hear them. But i will be able to see them.” he says. “Transferring full Cowl headsup display of Gotham Road ways.” Special Lenses drop from his eye slits of his cowl. A fully three dimensional Road Map appears before him. Red dots marked as the pursuing police cars. “They seem to be setting up a road block of armored cars on the other side of  The 75th street Bridge. They are going to goad me in to taking 80th street and lead me down the underpass.” He anylized. “You could head to Fogwell Avenue and cut across Miller Way, Master Bruce.” Alfred suggested. “No. The next Cave access point wont be for another thirty miles after that, and i dont need this chase to go on any further.. Im taking 80th..” “Master Bruce?” “I have a very small window Im going to take and that means im going to have to lose the Batmobile.” 

Batman makes a hard turn and speeds on to 80th street. ” I have to time this just right.. A fraction of a second off.. And its all over.” Batman steps on the gas and starts pressing a series of Buttons. More police cars appear from his left and right side. Just as he anticipated. Making him make the turns they want him to. A timer appears on his screen. “Sir, are you?” Alfred started, “I know what im doing Alfred.” Batman said quickly. He made another turn and the Bridge underpass was now in view. He increased speed as he entered the underpass. “They are going to deploy spikes. Which, if i time right, should help me..”he thought. And just then Spikes appeared along the street. The Batmobile tires exploded with loud bangs. The timer counted down. and The Batmobile spun out of control, and suddenly tipped over. Flipping in mid air and suddenly, Exploded on impact with the ground. The blast rupturing the Bridge overhead. 

“Master Bruce!.. Master Bruce!?.. BRUCE!?!” Alfred called.. Static..

(TO BE CONTINUED?!.. MAYBE?.. THAT, I LEAVE UP TO YOU! Do you want me to finish this crap fest? Would you like to read multiple parts to this story? Ill put it to a vote on my Twitter Page @SpeculatingNerd 


So, hopefully, Until Next Time Folks.. Peace Out! 


Greetings! Ladies and Gentelnerds. And welcome to yet another exciting edition of.. SPOILER FILLED MOVIE REVIEWS!




Based off of the original Graphic Novel by ALAN MOORE and BRIAN BOLLAND, Of the same Name. “The Killing Joke” is DC’s very first R rated Animated Feature.

First off.. The reason this review is a spoiler filled version is because.. The movie is very heavily based off a book that was written nearly 30 years ago.. If you still haven’t read it yet..  The Fuck Is Wrong With You?! However! The added material that is not from the book, which centers on Batgirl. May constitute as a SPOILER for those of you who have not seen the Movie as of Yet. So be fore warned.. There Be Spoilers Ahead me mateys!

THE STORY: The story itself starts off at least a month before the events of ‘The Killing Joke’ proper.  Focusing mainly on Barbra Gordon and her relationship with Batman, prior her hanging up the cape as Batgirl.When an up and coming mafia hand proves the thorne in Her side. Batgirl’s relationship with Batman is pushed to the emotional brink. A relationship already made complicated when they have sex. (yes.. They really do have sex. Its not shown of course. Its not that kind of R rated movie.) When her new foe nearly pushes her over that sacred line, she decides to hang up the cowl. A month later, the events of The Killing Joke come into play.

With a few tweeks to dialogue and added scenes to deepen the story. The Killing Joke stays rather faithful to the source material. Probably the most faithful Comic to Animation adaptation ive seen in a while.

THE CAST: With legends such as Mark Hamil and Kevin Conroy returning to voice The Joker and Batman respectively, its hard to speak ill of any of the cast. However.. There is a weak point in my opinion. Ray Wise’s turn as Jim Gordon.. Wasn’t very strong. When such actors and voice talents like Bryan Cranston,  Bob Hastings, Gary Oldman and many others.. Ray’s voice talents fell flat for me.

THE NEGATIVES: Ray Wise as Jim Gordon was a bit of a let down. And I while im being completley honest.. The Batgirl prolouge to the story wasnt a shit fest like most say.. BUT! It would have worked a whole lot more as a seperate Batgirl centric Short or apart of a full length Batgirl piece. But as a direct tie in to the events of the Killing Joke was not the best idea. On the other hand.. After much deliberation on the matter.. The parallels that the segment was  SUPPOSED to portray is in fact necessary. (Allow me to exolain) The antagonist of Batgirls story was an annoying and dangerous prick! His obnoxus antics towards Batgirl began driving the wedge between herself and Batman. She felt he was the cause of all the her recent problems.. And she wanted to remove him from her life. She was nearly pushed to that edge. She nearly beat the man to death. She almost lost it. That sentiment was supposed to mirror Batman and Joker’s relationship. Joker contantly nearly pushes Batman to that breaking point. What If Batman broke? What if Batman crossed that line? What If Batman Killed the Joker? After everything The Joker has done.. (especially in this story) Could Batman allow this man to live any further?!

So the involvment of Batgirls story is relativly justifiable.. Unfortunately.. It didnt work in context. It would have served better in another format. Like a prequal animated short.

THE POSITIVES: I never ever want Mark Hamil and Kevin Conroy to stop voicing these two characters! Hearing them in these characters, brings a smile to my heart. And to have them bring to life such a classic story was magical! The art was great of course. The parts that did stay true to the Book was a delight to see. It really is the most spot on faithful retellings of a Graphic Novel I’ve seen in a long time.

OVERALL: Batman: The Killing Joke was Awesome! I think it is safe to say that this one would be in my top 10 of DC Animated Original Movies! I give “BATMAN: THE KILLING JOKE” A ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 6/10 It may not be perfect.. But damn, it was good!

BTW: The question of whether or not Batman Kills the Joker at the end is finally answered.. YES.. Yes he does! He straights up chokes or Breakes his neck! It may not be shown.. But common sense and simple math will tell you.. At the end of the Killing Joke.. Batman. KILLS. The Joker!

Let me know your thoughts! Did you see the movie? What did you like or didnt like? Do you think Batman kills Joker? Is it still up to interpretation? You tell me! Thanks for reading..

So, Until Next Time Folks… Peace Out!