Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2001 13:49:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures of a Real Dark Knight 44

Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent
chapters, will have celebrities in it.  I have no knowledge of their
sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality.  This is all
from my own mind.  Scary!!  People actually get a glimpse into my mind!!!

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you will find many universes merging, as the above copyrights reveal.  I
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give.  This story doesn't deal so much with sex, sex, sex, but more of my
feelings that I struggled with and am starting to come to terms with.  Part
of his background is mine.  I do hope that you enjoy it!!!

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Chapter 44 Back to Routine

	I awoke in the middle of the night, Lance lying by my side.  I
looked over at his face, the moonlight lightly caressing his skin.  He was
worn out by our long trip, as was I, but I felt restless.  When I feel like
this, there is only one thing to do.  I stood up, went to the other bedroom
and suited up.  It felt good to don the suit again.  Being Batman the suit
becomes so much part of who you are and what you do.  It brings the feeling
of familiarity and strength.
	In no time I was patrolling the rooftops.  I wondered if I would
run into Batgirl or Robin or Nightwing.  I hadn't seen them since I had
returned and I wondered if all was well with them.  Batgirl had said
something was happening.  There were more sightings of vampires in the city
than she had ever encountered.  "Something must be happening for them to
come here."  Either the growing whatever was happening here and the
vampires wanted to be part of it or it was happening elsewhere and the
vampires had no desire to be part of it. Either way, Orlando was getting
busier and more populated by the undead.
	I heard a scream and I followed it.  It was only a block away in
the club district.  I hated clubs.  I must be weird. Everyone sees the fun
of the clubs.  I can understand why everyone else can have fun at clubs.
But I can't.  I see the way many people act in clubs.  They seem to have
this face, this mask that is only on at certain times.  Some get rather
lecherous and flirtatious.  I am not like anyone else therefore I don't
have fun the way everyone else has fun.  My kind of fun was what I was
doing now, dressed in a mask and cape and pursuing some evil that dared
show its face in this city.
	I landed in the alley near a club and looked around. Nothing of
consequence was visible.  I moved closer to the front of the alley and saw
a man giving a woman a hard time. Not just picking on her but getting
rather violent.
	"Where's my money?" he screamed at her.  "You owe me for the last
three nights tricks."
	"I don't have any money.  I told you business was slow."
	"Yeah, right," he replied with little faith behind his words. "If
you are going to cheat me out of my money, I can easily take it out in
other ways."
	"No," she whispered.  "Please, don't."
	"You owe me big time.  And I plan on collecting."
	I pulled out one of my metal bats and threw it at him.  It hit his
arm, the one holding the girl, and caused him to release her.  He turned to
my direction but couldn't see me.  The shadows hid me well.
	"What the..." he said.
	He turned and walked towards me, inching closer and closer to the
shadows that hid me.  When he was within reaching distance I lashed out and
grabbed him pulling him into the shadows.  It must have appeared to the
woman that the shadows swallowed him whole.
	"What the hell..." he screamed.
	I dragged him to the back of the alley.  Once in the light he
looked dead at me, his captor, and I heard the scream drown in his throat.
	"Don't kill me!" he said.  "What are you?!  Some kind of demon?!"
	"I'm no demon except to those who thrive on hurting others.  What
are you to her?"
	"I'm her employer."
	"How do you employ her?  Is she your prostitute?" the man became
silent.  He could tell by the look in my eyes that I knew the answer and
that I was not happy with it.  "I suggest you leave the woman alone.  Or
you will have to face me. Understand?"
	He nodded.  I released him and let him go.  He ran to the end of
the alley and disappeared around the corner.  You can't always beat the
living daylights out of pimps, no matter how much you want to.  Sometimes
the best thing to do is to give them a good warning and let them grow from
their own mistakes.
	I shot a line up to the rooftop of the club and ascended. Climbing
up on top I went over to the skylight and looked down.  Most clubs, it
seems, likes to have the skylights, though I have no idea why.  They are so
dark and use the flashing lights that only add to the shadows.  I could
probably shine a flashlight down and no one would notice.
	I looked down at the people dancing and making merry. The patrons
were dancing in clusters, with their friends.  AT a place like this, there
were still cliques.  How wrong is that? I'm not saying socialize with
everyone.  What I am saying is...if you're getting sweaty on the dance
floor, why confine yourself to making your friends nauseated by your
stench? Share with the rest of the patrons.
	I chuckled at my little joke.  Then I heard a noise behind me.  I
turned to see three vampires running at me.  Before I could pull out a
stake they tackled me.  The skylight shattered and we plunged to the dance
floor.  How wonderful, I thought.
	I kicked the one on top of me off of me.  I punched the one on the
left side of me and backhanded the one on the right.  They rolled off of me
and I flipped to my feet preparing for another assault.
	"He got up!" one said.  "You weren't supposed to let him up."
	"It's not like we planned on him hitting us!" another one replied.
"He shouldn't have even survived the fall."
	"Not unless he's not human," the third vampire replied.
	"I am human," I replied.  "Just naturally enhanced."  I lifted my
arms and a fireball formed.  "Anyone need a light?"
	The vampires looked at each other.  I threw the ball and the one in
the middle was hit.  He screamed as he burst into flames, but was silenced
when he turned to dust.  I reached down and pulled out a wooden stake.
	One vampire grabbed a teen from behind and held the teen hostage.
	"You can't get me now, Batman!" the vampire said.
	"Duck!" I yelled as I threw a wooden stake.
	The teen ducked as the wooden stake went into the vampire's throat.
He released the boy in pain and grabbed at the wooden stake.  I ran and
jumped in the air.  My foot made contact with the wooden stake and pushed
it clean through severing the head off the vampire.  He turned to dust as I
turned to the remaining vampire.
	"Why are you here?" I asked.
	"Why else would I be here?  To feed!"
	He reached for a victim.  I hurled a bat and sliced his hand clean
off.
	"Answer my question!  Why are you here?"
	"I told you to feed!"
	He reached for another victim and his other hand was sliced off.  I
walked over to him and grabbed him by the shirt collar.  I pulled out
another wooden stake and held it to his heart.  "You are here in this town
for a reason!  I demand to know the reason!"
	"You, mere mortal, cannot begin to understand the darkness that
exists in this world.  You think vampires are the only darkness?  You think
the other demons are the only thing in this world?  There are countless
more demons, older demons, stronger demons.  You have just seen a glimpse
of what we beings of darkness are.  We can do anything."
	"Oh yeah?  Clap!"
	Someone in the crowd thought it was rather humorous.
	"Let's go outside," I said.  I drug him to the middle of the dance
floor.  We floated up to through the skylight to the room.  "Now tell me
everything."
	"No.  You will find out soon enough."
	With that the vampire rammed himself onto the stake and turned to
dust.  I looked down into the club and watched as his two severed hands
turned to dust as well.  I jumped down into the club and a rather cute
teenage boy came up to me carrying my stake.
	"Here's your woody," he said with a grin.
	What a horrible come on, I thought.  "Thanks," was all I said out
loud.  Replacing it into its spot, I ascended again to the roof.
	Once up there I took a seat.  Floating like that took a lot of out
me.  It wasn't something I could do every day, no matter how much I wanted
to.
	"Growing darkness," I said out loud.  "Batgirl eluded to it before
I left.  Now the vampires are talking about the darkness that exists in the
world being darker than anyone has ever seen before.  About older and
stronger demons.  If there are more in store foe me, I want a vacation,
first."
	I stood up and walked to the edge.
	An alarm went off down the street.  Pulling out my grappling gun, I
shot a line and swung down to the street level.  Then I ran down the street
to the store that went off.  As I approached something in purple came
flying out of the window.  It was Catwoman.
	"We meet again," I said to her.
	"And hello to you, too."
	"What brings you to Orlando?  Rob all the places in Los Angeles?"
	"Not hardly.  With Huntress and Mr. Freeze in town, there's not
much a girl can do.  Besides...with the cute little princes coming here,
I just had to make an appearance."
	"You're not going to rob them!" I demanded.
	"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it!  I just have to keep all you gay men
away from them.  Those two boys have a reputation to uphold.  Can you
imagine if it were to be made found out that they were gay?"
	"You already know they are gay?"
	"I was in England for a while.  I even dated Prince William."
	"You...dated..."
	"Yes, the handsome prince.  He's a very gentle man.  With a cute
smile and huge cock."
	"Catwoman!" I said to her in surprise.
	"I'm serious!  Both long and thick!  I'm surprised he didn't tear
me up as big as it was!"
	"If he's gay, why did he have sex with you?"
	"Hey, honey.  Even I can seduce a gay man.  Seriously, though, we
dated for a while.  Had lots of sex.  Evidently I wasn't doing it for him.
And if I can't do it for a guy, he must be gay."
	"Keep to the facts."
	"Well, anyway, he told me he was feeling the urge to have sex with
men.  I told him it was great, pointed him to a few good men I knew and let
him go.  The next time I saw him he was all a glow.  He finally discovered
who he was...and he was happy.  Of course I was disappointed for me.  I
mean, who wouldn't enjoy having a cock like that waiting for you every
night?  But, alas, it wasn't meant to be."
	"Neither are you stealing that.  Put the bag down."
	"Make me."
	"Not a problem," I replied pulling out a bat.  "I could cut the bag
like last time."
	Slowly I inched closer to her.
	"Not another move, Batman."
	"Or what?  What will you do?"
	"This," she replied.
	Catwoman pulled out a flare gun and shot it into the store.  A fire
began to burn.
	"Catch the cat or put out the fire?  It's all up to you!"
	I couldn't allow that man's lively hood to be taken away from him
so I ran inside and grabbed the fire extinguisher.  I sprayed the fire
until it went out.  As I climbed out the windows I heard sirens in the
distance.  It was either the police from the burglar alarm, or it was a
fire engine from the fire.  Either way this place would be swarming with
people, people that should not see me.
	I shot a line up to the roof and ascended.  I disappeared down the
block as the sirens arrived at the burning store.

	Patrolling for a little while, hoping to catch up with Catwoman,
nothing more happened.  I returned to the house and showered.  Lance woke
up to the water running and joined me.
	"Hey," he said.
	"Hi, sleepy head."
	"Where have you been?"
	"I woke up and went patrolling.  Couldn't sleep."
	"Are you sleepy now?"
	"Sure am," I answered.
	I took him into my arms and held him as the water cascaded down
upon me.  I felt the warmth of the water roll down my back and the warmth
of his embrace.  Laying my head on his shoulder I almost fell asleep.
	"Oh...my boy has had a busy day.  Let's get you to bed."
	Lance dried us off and we walked into bed.  We cuddled for a while
in the nude until I drifted off to sleep.

To Be Continued... Catwoman had sex with Prince William?  Prince William
is gay?  I don't honestly know that for a fact, but it sure adds dimensions
to him for this story, wouldn't you say?  More to come!