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**Said** · September 13th, 2009, 10:14 PM

(ooc- Sorry for the bad title)

The General, a boy who was only ten years old, ran through the darkened streets and alleyways of Gotham. His real name was Ulysses, and just now, he felt like Ulysses. Not a criminal tacticion- like the General was- but a little boy on the run.

He kept running, shotgun in hand. It only had two bullets left, all his henchmen (or wardogs as he called them) had been taken out by the Batman. The boy tripped over the end of his baggy trousers, landing face first into a muddy puddle.

"Damn... Damn, he'll catch me!"

He quickly got up and kept running. He tried to hide behind a bunch of trash cans, crouching low and being very quiet in their shadows.

**Sassy_World900** · September 13th, 2009, 10:32 PM

You think that he was safe hiding in the shadows. You think that he was safe behind the trash can. Well...you are wrong. For the Batman swooped down tot he ground. Grabbing the boy the shouldes and pinned him to the wall. Taking the shotgun away from him before he could hurt anyone. "Alright, play time is over. Is time for you to go to bed." he said.

**Said** · September 13th, 2009, 10:35 PM

Ulysses struggled viciously- despite his size- when Batman held him tightly against the hard wall.

How dare he be so patronizing towards a General? He was a warlord! A surpreme tacticion of gangs throughout Gotham City!

"Don't speak to me like that, you oversized rodent!" He snapped, kicking vainly at the Dark Knight.

**Sassy_World900** · September 13th, 2009, 10:47 PM

He manage to dogue the young boy's kicks. Then with one of his legs, he pinned both of his to the wall. " thining I'm speaking in the right matter for a brat." he said. "Now then." she said lifting up the boy and throwing him over his shoulder. "I think is time to hand you over to the right athority." he said. Getting out the bat-grappling hook and aim for the one of the building's roof. Where the bat jet was waiting.

**Said** · September 13th, 2009, 10:50 PM

The General pounded his fists against Batman's muscular back and squeezed his eyes shut as he felt himself being quickly lifted up by the grappling hook.

"What do you mean, the 'proper authorities'?! Your planning to lock me up in jail or Arkham?! No court will convict a ten year old, fool!" He continued to punch the back.

**Sassy_World900** · September 13th, 2009, 10:57 PM

"Who said anything about jail or Arkham?" he asked. Once on the roof top. He put the bat-grappling hook into his pocket and dashed towards the bat jet. Where he strapped the boy in, so he could get away. Then got into the jet himself and flew off. It was a four minute flight. Soon they were a Gotham orphanage.

**Said** · September 14th, 2009, 07:16 AM

Ulysses sunk in his seat slightly at the sight of the orphanage.

Its not that it looked delapitated or poor, but it was the 'Gotham Orphanage' sign that made him despair.

"I'm not going there. I have parents." He thought to himself that they didn't want him- thats why they sent him to a boarding school far away every year and payed little attention to him. But he still didn't want to go to a place where he though unwanted urchins were abandoned.

**Sassy_World900** · September 14th, 2009, 01:20 PM

Batman set the bat jet ion the roof and stopped the engine. Thn turned his head around, looking at the boy. "Okay, then where are your parents? Where is your home?" he asked. "And it better be the truth."

**Said** · September 14th, 2009, 08:20 PM

Ulysses fiddled with his sleeves, they were far too long for the small boy.

"Or what? You can't threaten me into telling me where my parents are. What does it matter to you?" He asked indignately.

**Sassy_World900** · September 14th, 2009, 08:25 PM

Batman was starting to get annoyed with this kid. "You are getting closer for a trip over my knee." he warned him. "Now where are your parents? They got to be worried about you." he said.