Hero Of The Night (Open ~ Mature)

"People fear what they don't understand..."

It was raining that night. Walking with my parents through the alley, it was dark. Very dark. I could barely see in front of my face. The one street light ahead, it flashed on and off. Then a figure stood under it. My eyes stared deeply at him as he walked forward. As he approached us, he spoke few and broken words, "money", "wallet", and "jewelry". As my father started to pull out his wallet, the man pulled a gun from his belt. He pointed it at my father, pulled the trigger. I froze. The gun then moved to my screaming mother, as she knelt down next to my father's dead body. "BANG" sounded the gun. She fell on top of him. The man turned away from me and walked out of the alley. I stare down at my parents. Dead. I can't move.

"Bruce... Wake up...."

Eyes open, slow and hazy.

"Master Bruce, are you alright?"

"Yeah... Just another dream..." Bruce rubs his head.

"The same dream... sir?"

Bruce looks up at Alfred. "Yes, the same dream." He slowly swings his legs to the side of the bed and places his bare feet on the cold wooden floors. He walked to the window and stared out of it, looking over the city of Gotham.

"Maybe Gotham doesn't need Batman, do you ever think of that?"

Bruce smiled as he watched the city below. "When that time comes, I will gratefully retire." He turned around to face his life long friend, "but now is not that time." He walked towards the closet. With the slight slide of his hand, he pressed the buttons to a code, opening a secret passage. He stepped onto the platform and went down the elevator. As he got into the bat cave, he quickly changed into his suit. As the bat mobile pulled into sight, the garage doors opened. Batman got into his car and drove into the night. In the dark sky, only the symbol in the bright lights could be seen. The commissioner needed him. Gotham needed him.


Sitting in his purple suit, feet resting on the windowsill, he stared out the window. He pulled the cigarette from his lips and breathed out the smoke. The cloud circled around him. Soon he was not alone.

"He got away!" exclaimed a tired and heavily breathing voice.

Shocked and infuriated, he turned around to face his lackey. "What do you mean?!" he shouted with rage. His lackey clenched his beanie in his hands. "Well, we went to rob the bank, like you said. He came and stopped us, as you said he would, but in the final part of the plan, well, we lost him. The lights went out. He got Toby and Michael. The others, well, they ran off. There was nothing I could do. He's Batman... What do you expect?" The Joker clenched his fist as he slammed it down onto his desktop. The wood cracked under his fist. "You get me on the phone now! I want every villain in Gotham!"

His lackey nodded his head and quickly ran out the door. The Joker, turned back to face the window. "God damn you Batman."


((This RP is open to the public, you are allowed to enter at anytime, but once we start rolling with it, there will be a posting order. If someone new joins, we will add them in the RP order. You may create a villain, a hero, a love interest of Batman's or a villain's or you could even play an original character from either the movies or TV shows. No knowledge of Batman or his enemies are needed. I do need someone to play the female that falls in love with Batman AND Bruce Wayne. She will get captured and might I add, this RP will eventually get very sexual... You have been warned! But we need peeps, so please come play and have some fun!))

Selina shifted on her bed, moaning as she stretched awake, and the evening sun waking her from her nap. Holly was probably still in school or at a friend’s house. She sat up, ignoring the way the cool air caressed the exposed parts of her body. The tank top and underwear were ideal in the summer.

A shower and prepping later she walked through the house naked, the sun had set and it was time to quit her day job. Smirking, she punched in the code to open the panel in her wall. her outfit was revealed along with her weapons. Gearing up she stepped out her window and flipped onto the roof. The warm wind seeming cooler than it should against her freshly washed skin.

She quickly reached her destination, quickly cutting the glass as quietly as she could. She winced as the glass fell, managing to catch it before it fell. Letting out a breath in relief, she tossed a grenade that allowed her to see the lasers before tossing the rope down. She climbed down the rope as carefully as she could before grabbing a ledge. Pausing on the ledge she looked around, searching for her target. The necklace was in the back and heavily guarded. Licking her lips, she ran around the ledge until it stopped before slipping under the first laser she had come across.

Twisting and turning she finally made it to her destination. The guards shouted at her before dying as she casually slashed through the soft flesh of their throats. Blood splattered everywhere, a few drops landing on her face. Smirking she licked it off as she cut the glass away and snatched the necklace.

She knew Batman would be on his way, so she quickly made her way to the roof of another building and sat waiting.

Catwoman smiled seductively, bending over a little as she caught the bat gazing at her leather covered body.

"Aww~ but if I give it to you Bat then were's the fun? I think you'll have to catch me first." She took steps backwards as she spoke until she was at the edge where she back flipped off, grabbing onto the fire escape before she hit the ground.

Her shoulder screamed in protest at the sudden weight, which she ignored before dropping the rest of the way down. She knew he couldn't drop the full depth. She took off running, finding her way around into a dark secluded alley near an abandoned building. She waited for him to catch up to her before holding the necklace in front of her.

"Now, come on Bat, surely you can do better." She purred, her gaze traveling across the delicious muscles, her body responding.

She swayed her hips as she sashayed backwards, knowing there was a brick wall behind her. Her eyes held the invitation. She wondered if he would take it, the though of his body pressed against hers in heated desire had her on the urge to just jump the hot male.

She stared into those beautiful blue hues that took you to another realm. He was even handsomer up close, but she knew that. Smirking in victory, she kissed him back disappointed when he pulled away. Damn the necklace, she supposed she should give it to him, but then he hadn't caught her.

"Aww, I do believe the deal was you had to catch me, not for me to stop for you." she whispered, her gaze drifting down to his lips. "I might be willing to ....compromise."

She looked back into his eyes with half closed eyes, pressing her body against his, teasing him. She smiled, trailing one of her claws lightly down his chest. She leaned closer, keeping their faces millimeters apart.

Catwoman moaned, arching into the touch. Her breath coming in pants as those wonderful lips trailed down her neck. Smirking at the question, she trailed her own hand down the well muscled body. "You might be able too, depends on how good of a negotiator you are." She whispered in his ear, licking the lobe before nipping it.

She nibbled down his jaw, nipping his bottom lip hard enough to bruise before soothing it by trailing her tongue against it. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, grinding her hips against his body. The gesture solicited a moan from her lips.

"So how does one get this suit off of such a hot body?" She purred, her hand trailing down to his crotch area.

(((T_T I fail)))

"Yes, yes, Hime."

Though two voices spoke, the older of the two boys was louder. They were technically the princess's guard. Their family had been royal to the crown for longer than either family could remember. That loyalty, however, had not rubbed off on the boys. Keitaro, or Taro as his younger brother called him, was more loyal than his junior, but even he would gladly betray the princess for a few dollars...or the promise of safety from the reaction from both families.

That chance hadn't yet come and more than likely never would. For now, they were left chasing the small demon through the night, trying to hide her victims from the police and remove all traces of their presence from the world. It was a dull, meaningless task that was a waste of his talents, as far as Taro was concerned.

Takumi wasn't nearly as impatient with the princess. While he most certainly didn't value her more than any other human being, he didn't disapprove of her outbursts or resent his job. He could live with that. What he couldn't stand was her attitude. The princess acted like her shit didn't stink and he wanted to shove her face in it just so that she could see that it did. However, he was smart enough not to. He was supposed to keep her safe, so he would. It was only a matter of time before he would find some way to escape.

[[OOC:/ Wasn't really sure what to post. Hope this is okay. The Princess and brothers are just wondering around blindly, looking for someone to kill.]]

Catwoman arched as a hand went to her pussy, the friction of the leather adding to the heat that pooled there. She leaned against the bricks with a small sense of abandoned. As a moans escaped her, the sweet bliss stopped and her pants were begin unbuttoned. She smirked at him, lifting her hips forward to that the material wouldn't catch on the wall before setting it aside.

She smiled as his heated gaze traveled her body and then she was turned around. Her ears caught the sound of him undressing and she tried to turn to help him. He stopped her, setting her hands above her head on the wall. His body heat encased her back, disappearing as he went to his knees. Her breathing hitched even more in anticipation. A hand on her ass and the hand at her pussy, had her arching a moan escaping. The heat was enough to kill someone and yet it wasn't enough. Moaning hard as she moved against his hand. She practically died when he stopped.

Letting out a mewl of protest that blended into a groan as lips pressed against her heat. She begged, something she didn't like doing, for more. Cursing him as he teased. She hissed in pleasure as he gave her what she wanted. Moans no longer stayed quiet as she came close to cumming. Yet he stopped before she could.

"I want you in me now." She growled out at him.

Catwoman moaned, pushing back against the teasing cock. As he entered her, she arched crying out in pleasure. She wasn't a virgin and as horny and wet as she was it didn't surprise her when the huge cock slipped right into her. Mewling as he started to move inside of her, she scraped her nails against the wall as her fingers curled in pleasure. Fingers squeezed her hips forcing his cock deeper inside of her. She couldn't stop herself as she moved backwards against the thing that would bring her to heaven. Hands trailed her body, cupping her breasts. Moaning she threw her head back as the pleasure grew.

However, he apparently had different plans. Groaning in protest as he pulled out of her she turned and watched as he pulled wooden boxes out. It clicked what he wanted her to do. Sashaying over, she straddled him. Her breathing came in pants at this point and it left her as his lips latched onto her breast in the same instant he thrust into her. Letting her head fall forward, she moaned over and over again. She held off what she desired, wanting him to be the first to cum.