Sitting in his Batcave, TheBatman was getting tired. Slowly dropping off to sleep he could feel the pressure on Gotham city, a city full of scum, the kind of scum you wouldn't cross the street to piss on if they were on fire, and there were more by the day. A corrupt police force, who were as useless as they were corrupt, and one man, a symbol of hope was the goal but it had descended into a face. An over-reliance on one person to solve a cities problems. 

The hours were the worst, robbing after robbing, mugging after mugging, case after case thrown out because of bribes, lost evidence and downright incompetence. Once again the Batphone was ringing off the hook.

Yes Commissioner, I will be there.

That over-used phrase was grating on him now. TheBatman was at breaking point. Knuckles clenched, teeth grinding, shoulders stiff and muscles constantly in pain, he made his way to the police station. 

Upon entering he was greeted by a glum looking sergeant who he had helped the day before, catching a notorious jewel thief red-handed.

"Bad news I am afraid TheBatman" the sergeant stammered nervously

glaring back with eyes that could pierce the strongest safe, TheBatman growled "What?"

"He got away. Escaped. Don't know how" scratching the back of his fat, useless, sweaty head, eyes darting anxiously up to the left. A tell-tale sign. 

TheBatman had had enough. The final straw that had broken not a camel's back, but his own. 

"Screw this city. And screw this force. I have had enough of the constant crap and pure incompetence and corruption this city breeds. you have pushed me to the limit and I can see hope no more. The innocent in this city are no longer innocent. You all deserve each other. Me? I am done with all this. Crime doesn't pay? It sure as hell seems to. This bat can make a real name for himself, spreading fear and terror amongst the good and bad. It is that fear among men that I have come to desire and it has consumed me. The darkness called and I have answered. To the streets of Chicago I go and if, IF, I return to Gotham, I will come with an army to conquer this pitiful city. But until then, I aim to conquer much more".

KABLAM, KABOOM, SPLAT, KAZAM, WHACK.......and with that the so-called gotham police force felt the full power of the bat. 

Swishing his cape around him and swooshing around the station he broke out of the ceiling window and into the darkness. As he rose into the dark sky, heading for the mean streets of Chicago he could be heard shouting back at the streets below

"I have the cape, so I make the fucking swoosh noises. and don't you forget it"

What awaits TheBatman in the life of crime. What adventures are to be had....................