Pulling one hand from the warmth of a pocket, long standing detective Harvey Bullock squats down to grab the dead girls chin, pushing the head to the left side until the wounds that were once hidden becomes visible as two small, ovate holes in the right temple ooze red and white. “Ain’t she pretty?” A young officer, clad in a black leather jacket and converse shoes watched as the snow fell onto the still warm body and blood leaked into the snow. “Two puncture wounds to the head, no other signs of trauma or struggle, yep, I’d say sleeping beauty here was targeted, Grayson” Dick Grayson, three years on the force and already a detective, a perk of dating the Commissioner’s daughter? Perhaps. Or maybe it comes down to the fact that the GCPD has the highest mortality rate and longest list of corrupt cops in the United States and nobody rarely signs up without an ulterior motive. “Wait a second” The sound of someone falling through the sky wasn’t many men had heard but when you grow up falling in a circus act, it’s something you never forget. “HARVEY MOVE!” Dick pushed his colleague out of the way as something crashed onto the hood of their car. A pair of glowing yellow eyes was staring back at them. A masked figure with two blades stained with blood on each hand was crouched opposite them. “Catch me if you can” It hissed before taking off into the strengthening snowfall. “Harvey, stay with the body” Dick took off after the assailant leaving Harvey alone with the victim. “I hate it when he does that hero stuff” Oh Harv if you only knew…. The guy could move and he moved well. He was floating over cars like it was nothing. Running up walls like anybody could do it. This killer moved liked a Robin. “Not today Grayson” A shine of a blade under the neon sign of the ACE Chemicals caught Dicks’ eyes. Dodging the throwing knife was difficult. He was a little rusty. Sliding back to his feet, the killer was gone. “Damn it!” he growled kicking a trash can over. He couldn’t let this happen again. If Dick wasn’t going to catch this kind of criminal, he was going to have to get back in the game. An hour later, Dick stood outside the front door of Wayne Manor, his girlfriend Barbara at his side. “Barb this is gonna suck. You realise this right?”