[center][img]http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj306/Carnage27/Batman_Banner___Unfinished_by_Xer0ne.jpg[/img][/center] Solomon Grundy was more than just a menace. His low intellect and high power was a disastrous combination. He honestly was a villain out of happenstance rather than need. He just wanted to impress his friends and make some money, his friends just happened to be criminals. If he only realized that he'd be able to get way more of both helping out the good guys than the bad guys. Bruce couldn't worry about that now, however. Grundy was mad, and he was throwing knives from inside himself at the Batman. Once he realized that wasn't going to work, he ripped half the train apart trying to swipe at Wayne. "Batman," Oracle's voice popped back into his ear, "the Batwing's sensors are picking up an approaching speedster." Barry, you wonderful goof, Bruce thought to himself. He'd be able to handle Grundy by himself, but without help Star Sapphire would easily get away with Amazo's head, something she was trying to do as Grundy and Batman circled one another. [quote=@FacePunch]It was then that Solomon Grundy noticed the bright pink trail of light leading away from the train. "Huh?" He questioned. The big creature turned away from Batman momentarily, glancing around the cabin. His partner was gone! "Where she go?" He asked. "Where box go?!" Grundy panicked when he noticed the missing crate. "Did Bat-Man take box and partner?!" Grundy yelled angrily. "Grundy smash you if you did!" [/quote] "No," Batman growled at the zombie. As the villain attempted to sort it out in his head, Batman slid his hand up to his utility belt, searching for a small charge. Grundy had torn the train car half apart. A well placed blast would send it splintering apart. "She took the case and ran, Grundy. Like I told you, they don't care about you. All they want is to use you as muscle." "Bat-Man lies!" Grundy yelled angrily before taking off in a run towards Batman. Unfortunately for him, the vigilante's explosive landed below his first footstep. The combined shock ripped the train cart apart, flooding the area with a huge rush of air. Batman caught it with his cape, gliding him safely to the ground. Grundy wasn't as lucky. He bounced hard along with the tumbling pieces of train car, the momentum of the train carrying him a few dozen yards away. With a window, Bruce contacted Barbara, "Oracle, send the Batwing to assist the speedster with Star Sapphire." "What are you going to do, Bruce?" Babs asked. "Make sure Grundy is occupied."