Batman Beats Novels & Stories

This is not normal behavior! But I couldn't help it. The way he moved, all controlled power and lethal grace. Damn. In less than two minutes, all four guys were on the ground, groaning in pain. And the leader had been punched. I sat there with my mouth open like a fish. Who the hell is this man? And more importantly, why didn't he tell me he was secretly Batman? The leader from the club, reached into his pants and pulled out a knife. Oh no. My heart stopped.

I said trying my best not to beat the shit out of him. "I wasn't asking," he said and that's when my pride started to set. He began moving upstairs and I held him back he turned hitting me and I swung back my fist connecting with his jaw. He swung again and I dodged it hitting him, he staggered slightly meeting the wall, his hand on his face. Adrenaline rushed through me and I began moving over to him when I heard footsteps and with my luck it was Nia. "What-" "You're not staying here," Tevin said cutting her off, spitting the blood on my carpet, real fucking mature.

"W— what are you going to do?" The leader of the thugs chuckled. "I see, you want to play the hero for the beautiful lady, isn't it? You'll regret it." "We'll see," the warm stranger replied confidently. And in an instant, the men charged at him. Yet right before my eyes, I saw him move way too fast as he stopped the bats coming at him with one thrust of his left hand. The sheer force from his arm sent his attackers flying across the alley. All I heard was the sickening sounds of bones breaking as they hit the walls of the buildings standing beside us.

“W-who?” “Theodore! Where is he?” “I am right here!” The single window in the basement suddenly gave way and a flash of fur zoomed across the room knocking the guy with the bat off his feet. The impact sent the bat flying in the air and before it touched the ground Ted was standing there. He caught it swiftly and in the same motion sent it flying at the head of one of the men. The force of his throw sent the bat smashing into the man’s head causing it to explode in a mess of bones, blood, and falling eyeballs.

After shaking the dust off, he placed it over Xyla’s body. “You fight pretty well,” he said. “You too.” Xyla smiled. Without saying anything else, Stanley elegantly picked up a long, large, metal bat from the ground and dragged it on the floor as he approached the large, bald man who was in bad shape after the fight. The metal bat made a screeching sound as it scraped across the floor, sending shivers down the men’s spine. Although there was no hint of emotion on Stanley’s face, and he had also not said anything, his body emanated a frightening aura. It felt as if he were a predator at the apex of a food chain.

’ Beatrice chided. Thomas looked up at her, appeared to consider a response, but then he was gone again, lost in the exploits of The Blue Bolt. ‘That sounds great, Tom,’ his dad said. ‘You can’t beat a good superhero. In my day it was Superman and Batman who were always putting the world to rights.’ ‘Oh The Blue Bolt is much more than just a superhero; he has values.’ ‘Listen to our boy, Maureen,’ George Beecham said to his wife. ‘Only one day and he’s talking about values. Can you believe it?’

I'm the only one who can make such decisions, not him! And that's how Damien met his doom. He was speeding down to the company at midnight, thinking he would succeed. But he suddenly lost his break when I swooshed pass the road, causing him to freak out. His break was tempered by me, so that made the work easy. Once he crashed into a tree, Bane took that opportunity to wreck that fool in the dark. He couldn't see what was attacking him because Bane was moving with speed. His eyes couldn't catch up either. He tried to fight back this being, turning around and swooshing his claws.

Damian had lifted his hand quite simply and easily caught the baseball bat in his hand. Baxter was both shocked and scared. He couldn't believe his eyes either. He knew how much power he had put into the swing of his baseball bat. He could probably even have killed a cow if he'd managed to hit one with it. However, Damian had stopped him so easily, like it wasn't a big deal, just grabbing the bat on the other end like it was nothing. Was Damian even human?

The bat flapped its enormous black wings, creating an imposing barrier that made others hesitate. But for Adrian, it was different. His sole focus was to annihilate the creature before him, and he pressed on relentlessly. With a punch in one hand and sword energy in the other, he launched a direct attack at the bat. The sword energy pierced straight into the bat's skull, and in the next instant, his fist landed heavily on its massive body. The bat struggled to escape Adrian's lethal onslaught, but it was too late.

Kate asked. “Well, watching this vid partly reminds me of Batman Year Two.” “Batman Year Two?” “Yeah, you know, the next Batman movie that will star Robert Pattinson.” “Okay…” “Yeah, Batman Year Two is a much more raw and unpolished version of the Dark Knight. When you watch your Glitch streams, you can see Ecto becoming the highly efficient, OP player he was meant to be but, at the same time, he’s vulnerable. It’s like he bleeds at every hit, and dies a little before every regeneration. And then he comes back more determined than ever. I swear he gives me John Wick vibes; the ultimate Sigma Male. The game bosses become more and more hardcore and…”