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Another Knight
Crime doesn't sleep in Gotham City.

Since donning the cowl of Batman over a month and a half ago, Terry McGinnis has learned this quickly. He's learned a lot of things quickly. He's had to. In Gotham, crime doesn't slow down just because it's defender is new to the game.

And for about that month and a half, other than finding a way to juggle his personal life as Terry and his moonlighting at Batman, he's been on the prowl, looking to crack a drug-dealing ring that's been going out of Gotham since before he stepped into the Bat-suit.

The dealers have been quick, covering up their tracks, moving just when Terry got a lead on their location. Always one step ahead of him. Deliveries to other cities handled in broad daylight, under 'business shipments'. Broad daylight, when the Batman didn't prowl the cities, striking fear into the hearts of criminals and delivering justice.

Last night though, someone slipped up. Last night, someone told Batman where he could find the mastermind behind the drug-smuggling ring. Carlo Falcone. The mob's up-and-coming star. Of course it had to be the mob. This didn't shock Terry in the slightest. The Jokerz didn't have the brain power or the organizational skills to pull off something this big.

And Terry's poised over where his "informant" told him that he could find Falcone and his goons. Gotham pier. Third warehouse down.

He watches from the rooftops, waiting to strike.