Future Batman Suit Novels & Stories

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…”

The suits were ready in two days. They were this full-body, extremely fitting like-a-second-skin, midnight blue, superhero-like suits. They clung to the bodies of the soldiers like wet polyester and were as tough as metal when struck from the outside. However, they weren't heavy neither did the soldiers feel like they were wearing the toughest and strongest uniform on earth. Impenetrable.

"I hoped I would never have to open it. But I built it for you." He turned to his son. "Alex," Jackson pointed to a suit. "You are the leader now." Alex walked up to a mannequin. The suit was sleek, black, woven with optic fibers. It had a built-in neural link for hacking on the fly. "This is..." Alex touched the fabric. "Polymer mesh. Bulletproof. And it syncs with your glasses," Jackson said. Next, Jackson turned to Mia. "My fighter." He handed her a pair of collapsed batons made of dark metal. "Vibranium alloy. Shock absorption. And the boots have magnetic soles for climbing."

This creature, its thin wings capped with pointed bone, was the size of a lion. “This is one of the babies.” Apollo said without looking back at Dain or me. “Which means brother and mother are close by.” An even louder screech sounded, and the suits that the four brother wore, shifted into something else. That strange shimmer I had noticed over their clothing grew until the crisp and elegant lines of their suits morphed into armored plates and thick leather straps.

Of course, I would be stunned, I’ve never seen anything like him. There was a magnificent tattoo of a bat hanging upside down on the side of his neck, surrounded by deadly snake-like vines. It looked mysterious with stars twinkling all around it and I could bet on Carmine’s tail that there were more under the grey Henley shirt he wore. All buttons of his shirt were loose, with sunglasses hanging at the end of the placket, and if his muscles filled up those long sleeves, he had to have some load in those sweatpants. ‘What did you say about my tail again?’

"Surrender, Valerius. The Order controls the sky." Valerius laughed. It was a terrifying, hollow sound. "You control the sky?" Valerius stepped forward, his body beginning to dissolve into a swarm of thousands of bats. "I am the night." He exploded into a cloud of darkness, engulfing Julian. The bats weren't just biting; they were sonic weapons. Julian screamed as his metal armor began to vibrate and crack under the assault. Caleb vaulted back onto the balcony, landing beside Scarlett. He was covered in black oil and blue blood, breathing hard.

Aria’s little voice sounds as she rummages through the dresses on the racks. “I never said I didn’t like Spiderman,” Adrien replies to her. She turns to look at him. “But you said you like Batman.” “So..?” He opens his tiny arms. “You can like two things at the same time.” “No, when you like Batman, you cannot like Spiderman,” Aria argues. She turns to look at me. “Right, Mommy?” A laugh escapes me. Their pointless arguments always crack me up. “Here is a Batman shirt,” Kieran says as he pulls out a black shirt with the Batman superhero character printed on it.

"I can be more fun then they were... and what is a little discomfort to me? I mean, considering my options here..." She had a point. We had talked long enough I decided I better introduce myself. "You can call me Batman for now. To be honest, I am tempted. But it may not end well for you. I make no promises except that I am not a nice person, and if you cause me the slightest problem I will be forced to kill you and then have to dispose of the body. Since you will be forcing me to do it, it will not be the quick death I would be inclined to use here. You should know that. Also, I offer no party drugs, I don't hold or use. Are you still interested?"

"That's what I'm saying!" "No," I corrected. "You implied he's a bad hero, which he isn't." "A super suit does everything for him. At least Batman's suit enhances what he already has. Iron Man doesn't even seem athletic." "Well, thankfully, we'll never have to find out what it's like to live with a piece of shrapnel in your chest. Moot point, Victor." I got up, walking into the kitchen. I needed a break. A second to breathe. I poured water into two cups, slowly, watching how the light warped through the glass like that mattered.