Previously, the villainous Bane’s nefarious plot to weaken Batman, Gotham City’s greatest champion, climaxed in the hero’s defeat and humiliation (BoME 1). Superman saved the day, leaving Batman in the care of his butler Alfred and eventually defeating Bane. Unfortunately, Alfred is actually an enemy not an ally. He’s the one who hired Bane to destroy Batman! The malevolent manservant betrays Superman and both heroes ended up captured. (BoME 2)
Meanwhile, earlier that same evening ...
Chapter 1: Henchmen!
The twin black motorcycles eased down the deserted road towards the coordinates with their headlights off. The moon was the only illumination along this desolate unmapped road. Even GPS had no idea it existed. The dense forest formed a canopy overhead, dimming the moonlight. While the lights of Gotham City could be seen in space, they were completely blocked by trees and hills. The riders glided into the trees behind cover.
This was it.
The two men slid off their motorcycles, removing their helmets to reveal their masked heads, intense eyes, frowning mouths and square jaws. The lead biker used his special mapping app to confirm what he already knew. These were the exact right coordinates. He breathed in and out slowly. As he calmed himself, he counted backwards, easing into serenity. He was ready.
The 6’5”/270-lbs Black muscleman went by Crush now. When he looked around, the tall bruiser saw nothing but trees and rock. He knew they were somewhere near the remote mansions of Gotham City’s oldest and richest families. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t care. Crush knew that he was on the winning side this time. If his boss wanted him to stand in this forest all night, he would do it. This was a henchmen’s life and he was a very good henchman.
Crush carefully unzipped his black leather jacket, revealing his bare muscular torso. He slipped the jacket off, lying it on his bike. He unfastened the belt of his leather chaps that protected his thick bare legs while riding. He slid them off, enjoying the freedom as the night air whipped over his flesh. He kept his black leather gloves on, along with his tall black leather boots and black spandex briefs. This was his uniform now and he liked it. Not that he had a choice.
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