Shadow Moses, Showtime, Submit? A Rush of excitement!

Gotham city slums,

Half-past midnight,

On a rooftop edge...

 There is a spotlight of a particular insignia in the Gotham night sky tonight!

This infamous Limelight is reminding me once again I'm not in my relatively safe former beyond the 4th wall world any longer!

This is really 'a' D.C. Universe; full of heroes and villains, demons, & gods & everything in between!

But...these things are too far from my current level to be interested in now.

I take away my gaze from the trademark in the sky and refocus on the destination in front of me, & recalling where I am & who I've come to see!

I'm near my target tonight, one of the most elusive underground casinos that resides across the street from the building where I'm currently perched at.

It is run by a heavily affiliated mobster & old money-attached individual.

Moses Malone aka The Shadow, or "Shadow Moses", & he is my target to test the Monster Capsule Ball tonight!

A lot of crime, violence, and murders in this area have his 'shadow' behind it, including my female friend's family disaster!

It's rumored that Moses came from a rich family that became desolate after they offended an old Gotham family.

Immediately the business starts to fail, & the prior status in their social life of Gotham elites, all came to a perfect halt overnight!

 To spare the rest of the family from this catastrophe, the family leader, his parents & the uncle of Moses Malone sacrificed themselves to alleviate the wrath of the wealthy; who held a pact when facing even the smallest of outsiders with overwhelming force & unity! 

It can be considered mercy that the Malone family can become vessels of the Gotham old affluent class, rather than being wiped out completely!

 But it's really just living in shame as underlings, doing dirty work in the underworld of Gotham city with these veterans Fostered Gotham gangs backing them.

As for 'who' these old Gotham elites that could have the power to destroy a rising star Gotham family overnight?

I had a clue what force it was, but Batman obviously didn't or could not do something about it yet.

After all, in the comics, he was blind for a long time to this deeply hidden force within Gotham until they put him in their sights!

So the shady backhanded dealing kept these hotspot places running even when criminal leaders are caught, & evidence is presented or witnesses are solid cases for conviction are collected!

 Suddenly both evidence and witnesses quietly disappeared & the accused is magically free to go! 

If the one charged with the crime can't be salvaged, then they are replaced with another cog in the vast crime machine!

So in Gotham City, It all falls through the legal cracks of the system, or someone else confessed with even clearer evidence of evil or wrongdoing, & takes on the criminal charges on behalf of the gang!

The practice of underlings taking on charges, & taking a jail sentence instead of the initial accused is a classic organized mafia move!

 Shadow Moses himself has been charged multiple times with crimes like murder, r*pe, arson, extortion, but later was acquitted even after Batman himself brought him in for arrest with hard evidence once!

Because with some misdirection, muddy up the law with technicalities, & use the classic trump card of mafias which is to bribe, and or threaten the lives & families lives of all involved in the cases!

"Don't you like putting your car key in the ignition without worry, or breaking out into a cold sweaty, panic attack?-!

More persuasive words have never been said that moved a testifying witness or state prosecutor quicker than these, to suddenly misplace that trusty moral compass, &, or become recently forgetful!

Needless to say, He is free to go back home the next week!

Letting the Justice system work seems justified to heroes;

But when you live by the letter of the law, you can also die from it!

As a no-kill, law first hero, Batman's Justice falls short when the ones practicing the law themselves are on the payroll of criminal crime families back by even greater hidden forces!

'The old way obviously isn't working'! 

I thought to myself then gazed at the cylindrical ball container hanging like a key chain from my waist briefly then I descended towards an alleyway.

Here's where I will make my entrance to this gang-sponsored, underground hidden casino; funded by Gotham's old money.

I make one last check on my gear & surroundings.

I arrived at the secret passageway where everyone in the slums knows where it exists, making it a kind of open secret.

Most in the slums know either by having been there at least once or by rumors of those who had been here but then disappeared from the city shortly after not paying their loans or gambling debts back!

So everyone steered clear of this area like it's cursed or something, a dead zone for the careful thinking people of the slums!

I gaze at the two guards in front and behind the both of them is a large steel door with no door handle, only a card key slot & a sliding window for eyes to gaze from the inside out.

After altering my hair to cover my face with bangs & changing my usual style of attire, to getting decked out in some expensive-looking goth punk regalia, with various chains around my belt line.

I approached with a lackadaisical smile, I hold up two stacks of cash in both my outstretched hands & a nameless VIP card between my teeth hanging out my mouth!

 These guards are not surprised at my antics, new fast-money characters in the slums often behave similarly, & it's just these types of punks who are ignorant of the world the casino likes to entertain most!

So the guards just check the VIP card briefly, they don't touch the card obviously & let's me pass through disregarding my attitude and younger age.

The sentries just nod, after all, it's an illegal Gambling den, they don't care about the age of the gamblers, but worry about the money!

 I toss the two bundles of cash to each guard, with my now free hand I grab the VIP card from my mouth & then swagger inside like I'm made of money!

 I had swiped off the VIP entrance cards quickly when passing by those who were excited or drunk when leaving from here in a festive mood earlier when I was monitoring this place for hours.

I walk in taking in the lively & corrupt atmosphere of glamorous women, big money, flowing booze, and endless greed!

I find a table acting like I've been here before, mingled and small talked while wagering from game to game.

For a while, I play a few heavy hands-on different games using my cheat skills to halt just above twice the amount I came in with!

 Then later after a few more good hands, making it seem I'm on a good luck streak, I asked the beauty fawning over me to bless my cards for a future fortune!

She did so with flirtatiousness & I then go all-in in a high profile manner at the poker table, but I grandly lose it all, purposely!

I don't sweat the cash loss, it's not my money anyway, but the cash of those collective credit cards of the " winners" who left the casino earlier!

However, I start making a scene in the poker game room!

 I blame the beauty for having unlucky breath!

 I accused the dealer of working with a beautiful woman to confuse me!

...

The beauty from before slipped away hastily with a red-faced full of embarrassment at what she thought was this guy's speed of turning face?

Weren't we having fun gambling just now?

Wasn't I your, "lucky star", just earlier?

And weren't you going to tip me because you like my eyes & if I accompany you around the casino?

'Crazy man!' She thought as she fled the gambling den hiding her face!

...

I placed the next small bet with newly exchanged chips I bought with "my" various credit cards at the casino ATMs.

I Rapidly rattled off random grievances, still, I was cursing that "falling star of a woman" who dragged me down, the temperature of the drinks, the lighting in the room; along with a dozen drunken charges at the casino for conspiracy!

I was still gambling, so I'm tolerated, until when I was about to flip the poker table over after another big 'loss', disturbing an active game, so the guards come over to remove me!

I then gestured wait, wait, with outstretched hands for the approaching guards about to remove me!

I then asked with a manic look about the loan policy here towards the card dealer, saying:

" I got guarantee leverage, I'm not through gambling yet!"

The room got quiet...

 ...money loans?

...from 'THIS' casino?

Is this kid too drunk or just crazy?-!

Suddenly, the previous approaching guards are stopped by a person who has always been watching from the side.

This guy started the friendly talk with me casually and calmed the prior 'excited' me down a little.

He then whispered his true goal for looming around me, it's to try poaching the loan Business Inside the very loan establishment in the casino he works in!

He advised me about the sky-high loan shark rates here, before saying the rates of a company outside this casino are much better! 

 He's bold and probably has paid a lot in bribes to others to do this so confidently!

This guy was stealing business under their noses, and while working under a gang-affiliated casino!

He's really brave or really stupid!

'Only in Gotham City!' I sighed in my heart

I wave him off like I can't be bothered to wait that long to continue to gamble again!

He shrugged at my refusal and proceeded with what his job's original description entails with a big sigh at this fat sheep he missed snatching business with tonight.

To him, even though I looked young, if I made it inside the casino it means I got cash!

So, I must have money to lose, or items to post as collateral; since I can request to apply for a private loan from the vampire interest rates the casino is famous for here!

Ignoring this double agent like old workers lamenting; We make our way to the loan office to continue the process...

But...we are interrupted at the door!?

I meet an old acquaintance, who was just rejected for personal loans.

it's my female friend's scum bag father & he looks terrible!

All grey hair, skeleton thin, sunken eyes sockets, twitching hands, with a hunched back posture, but his annoying voice is the same as years ago, how could I ever forget his voice!

I try to turn my head quickly to avoid this plague of debt and addiction, but we had already locked eyes briefly!

Fury takes over him after a pause in reflection when he recognized me!

He points at me with vitriol in his cracked voice saying:

"YOU!...Its You!

"You and that whore daughter who robbed me, where is she?" He glances around hastily for her presence then asked:

"Where's that whores secret stashed cash at, huh!"

"As that bitches husband, that money should have gone to me, ME!"

I just stroll away from the beastly shouts of this hopeless fool like I didn't hear him, and we've never met before, but...

"Don't ignore me! Don't think I don't know you 'Vincent J. Price'!"

M'fer said my true name out loud in the audience of this shady crowd!

I disguised up for what?

I grit my teeth hard and wanted to make this old bastard go to hell!

"You and that whores slut of a daughter must have something, or else why did you get in my way so desperately that day!

But I don't see her with you presently, ah, I get it now!

HaHa, ha, ha, too bad, she must have tricked you too!

"Haha, maybe she used you, just like her whore mother did me, fleeing the city, leaving you with blue balls, huh kid!"

He began laughing in hysteria, then breaking out in a sickly coughing fit.

 He then continued to go on in his crazed talking tone, which brought a gathering of customers' attention away from gambling!

That's a major casino taboo!

He continued his ranting about the fleeing money, but the casino security arrive again to continue taking him out as he was disturbing the site too much!

'I always thought this addict would die first, but bad people seem to live longer is a true saying!'

I thought to myself squinting my eyes at his feeble departing back.

A good woman died tragically in a final act of love, and sacrifice...

 But this guy... this gambling addict husband always finds a way to live on, escape, & get new sources of money, just to lose it continuously over the years!

 So the casino & security who know the situation tolerated him as an unstable cash cow of sorts.

It seems he survived after being caught fleeing from his outstanding debts that completely broke up his family!

By selling his kidney, bone marrow, blood & volunteering for drugs & human testing with shady Gotham underworld researchers for cash!

This is what the loan double agent tells me for a single money chip token as he guides me to his boss's office.

I shake my head knowing, if she's alive, I know she will come for him one day, so I won't rob her of her revenge on him!

 But as long as the casino runs under this man, Shadow Moses, it's less likely for that time to be near.

Then when arriving at the loan office, the big boss himself is in here waiting, which shocked my loan officer guide but not me.

This is one of his researched weaknesses by my predecessor!

This man's shadow Moses Malone has a lot of vices!

 Maybe from having his former young master titles status stripped away in his younger years, & his family abolished to be subordinated, he holds a lot of resentment, so he's taking it out on others, as he can't vent on the true target of his hate!

Not that I care about why he does what he does, to me he's a murderer, inhumane manipulative sadistic bastard!

 Shadow Moses is a 'Tragedy Voyeur' who likes to see the start & end fall of these gambling nitwits!

From the shadows, he Watches them anti-up cars, houses, wedding rings, heritage jewelry even their sisters, girlfriends, or wives if they have a 'lucky feeling' about a good gamble!

When they lose it all in despair, Shadow Moses relished in their pain, and likes to go with victims to 'collect collateral' right in front of them!

It's like he's absorbing happiness from other's tragedies, and the misfortunes he had a shadow hand in creating is his greatest joy!

Many weaknesses & quirks make it easy to know where he is & how he will most likely react in certain situations.

Me, as a young handsome man whose whole life is ahead of him, Moses can't wait to see someone like me fall into the abyss of debt and gambling addiction!

 Shadow Moses speaks out my name said by the old man gambler before, & sat up from his chair, with a welcoming smile on his face!

What loomed over me as he stood up was a 6 foot 7 Burly body, that is a relatively physically fit man for his age on the other side of 50.

My first impression of him despite his intimidating stature is, amicable, both in temperament & aura.

Maybe it's a honed skill to compel others to let their guard down to be deceived by him!

While in his 'Extremely amicable Moses mode', it's not like the big boss is here at all, as he now poses as just another casino loan operator!

 Amicable Moses then began exchanging eyes with the loan guide; who got the hint, just nodded back and fled as to not interfere with the bosses 'fun, specialties, or pastimes'!

 I frown at his saying my name, which means he was watching since before but he was bound to know it anyway for this transaction.

So I show a Deed to a small house in the state of Florida's countryside, not wanting to be wasting time & started asking quickly:

"How much for this, how much is it worth to you?-!" with a frenzied look in my eyes & jittery Body language I asked.

The smiling loan operator Malone said:

"Well, I must see first about the authentication?"

Moses nodded, then began scanning the address to his connection to validate the deed, then he make small talk like he really was just an employee of the loan department!

I just sit back, & watched him perform, knowing the truth in my heart.

After a while, he suddenly said:

"You know that chronic gambler outside, so you're a Gotham local & your very young, so this house wasn't bought by you right?"

*He taps his index finger onto the deed on the desktop, making an assertion.

" So, how did you get such a deed, and don't lie to me, & kid trust me you can't afford to offend the big boss of this casino!"

He said something about himself in the third person!

 This guy has really lived too long & must be bored of just ruining the lives of others only, I try not to cringe at his one-man show, & address his words.

Seemingly nervous I 'confessed' on its source:

"I-it belongs to my grandparents when they were younger & together with my grandmother they paid it off, the whole mortgage!

It's originally a family trump card for emergency cash or safe house when the family is down & out !" I said slightly guilty, cause what I said just now was 100% true, & I'm baiting Moses using this thing in my plot!

I think grandfather would understand, right? 

But Moses took my sorrow as a sign of feeling guilty to be using this heirloom as collateral, truly a gambling addict in the making, just like that old man from before!

Moses is nodding and all smiles as we chat while thinking in his head what to do with me after my downfall!

Such a young, and handsome guy, maybe sell him to a brothel to be hollowed out for cash by those rich old ladies!

But Looking at Vincent again, his warm smile, & sunny disposition, he really had an outstanding appearance, Moses had to admit that, which again made Moses frown deeply in irrational jealousy!

' I'll ship this pretty boy to the gay brothels instead!' 

Thought Shadow Moses with malevolence in his heart & an "amicable" smile on his face!

Vincent suddenly felt a cold breeze down his back, and flinched, ready to fight to the death for no reason!

Looking toward Shadow Malone, he understood immediately!

This old bastard must be calculating me in his heart secretly! 

Knowing Moses's usual tactics, Vincent can guess what he probably wants to do!

'We will see who sells themselves & who counts the money later!' Vincent thought, and smiles back also 'amicably'!

The evaluation of the loan collateral verification came through.

Everything was legit.

The house was real, & he, Vincent, was the primary legacy. 

I stood up asked him some more things about the repayment processes before we are about to sign contracts officially, & Moses was patient as he explained the details clearly.

He did this because, to Shadow Moses, he already considers the property his, and Vincent was just a walking, talking debt note, that's destined to be whoring the rest of his life!

Seeing Shadow Moses smiling stupidly, & standing still, I thought in my heart... CHANCE!

!

Suddenly I focused every fiber of my being to complete an underhand hard toss aiming straight for the center mass of Shadow Moses's rotund body!

I've practiced all afternoon, throwing the capsule ball around, before resting for tonight's actions!

The ball struck him squarely in the chest & everything from then on is going in slow motion to me ever since!

I hit him!

...but why is he still here?

Do human clothes impede the Monster Ball?

Does it need to touch flesh?

 Is one pet monster the limit?

 The seemingly lasting delay has my heart-stopping!

Will it not work?

Must I run away, but how can I flee, no, he knows my name, 

 I gotta skip town completely, just like 'she' did!

 Can I even get out of here alive?-!

I rise up in milliseconds of these passing thoughts, turning to prepare to run the fastest I ever had before, out of this hostile establishment!

However!...

WHOOSH! Whorl pop!

A quick flash of light distortion & displacement of air changes everything!

Shadow Moses is gone from where he previously stood!

The gun Moses was pulling out ruthlessly on instinct when he felt something odd, falls to the fancy casino office carpet floor!

His disappearance means only one thing!

I scream with my closed mouth in excitement!!

It works, It FUCKING Works!!!

YEAH!!

YES! 

Ah, I thought it was all over for me!

I lean my back against the office wall panting with a sweat-drenched shirt.

All that time was only barely a few seconds at most after the monster ball made contact!

But for me, it felt like years at the moment!

I got to find a way to test the exact time to avoid this feeling again!

I collect myself and the gun on the floor after placing on my leather gloves.

*KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!!!

"Sir, is everything okay in there, I heard a sound Boss?-!

!!!

SHIT!

I place my hand on the gun, & pointed the firearm towards the door, I close my eyes, summoned my mental energy shield skill, after feeling enveloped by something, I open my eyes again & say:

*Cough, Uh Um.

"It's fine, just a chair tipped over when getting up.

Everything's okay here, I'm busy talking, so don't disturb my 'business', return to your posts a watch the casino!" A Gruff deeper older man's voice escapes the office into the guards' ears outside!

It was Moses Malone's voice!

But, it wasn't Moses Malone speaking!

...

"Got  it!" Said the guards' leader to the voice behind the locked office door he assumed was his superior.

"False alarm!" The guard leader said to the other 6 heavily armed guards ready to go, waving them off back to positions.

Shaking his head as he leaves, how could a subordinate not know his boss's habits, & what 'business' meant!

His boss likes tempting others to sin & then watching them fall to hell!

"Gambling is really the devil!" Sighed the veteran.

...

After hearing that the guard was completely gone, I put down the gun & exhaled deeply while dispelling the mental energy shield.

 I had relaxed too much & didn't notice the chair I was sitting in fell over when I threw the monster capsule ball!

Once again Grandfathers training comes through, luckily I'm a trained Ventriloquist from a young age!

 I've been causing mischief with this skill since I was a kid, getting classmates in trouble with pranks while throwing my voice around just like Conan without the red bowtie!

Ventriloquism!

Good for pranks & paid Magic puppet show gigs at kids' birthday parties!

Or

For fooling automatic gun holding trained hooligans to walk away ignorantly, as I captured their leader!

Got to love the versatility of the classic performance arts!

Then as to not let others hear outside the door again,  I activated my monster capsule ball telepathy on Shadow Moses!

 Not wasting words, I immediately give commands first!

While gazing at the projection of the bewildered Shadow Moses in the capsule bubble window, my heart thumps confirming his capture once again in my very own eyes!

I commanded 'Shadow' Moses Malone :

"...Spin in place, & then do a handstand!"

If I didn't have absolute command control over him, I resolved that I'd sneak out of here and open the Capsule Ball over a cliff & be done with him!

Moses frowned, and wanted to resist while cursing me out;

 But, his body suddenly moved on its own without his permission & under his fearful verbal protest!   

I clench my fist tighter than ever before, but I continue.

I test again, I commanded him to:

"Dance in any hip-hop fashions that you know!"

He started to dance the robot, pop-locking, running man!

Shadow Moses the feared local tyrant, who killed, or ruined countless lives, & families, is now begrudgingly breaking out in an outdated old-school dance moves routine while he's gasping for breath, abhorrent to it all, but he still does it!

Shadow Moses 'HAS' to do it!

Hmm, by his continued cursing & hate-filled expressions, his ego seems to be intact!

 I could maybe change that with many specific commands, but that would tip off others without his unique character behavior after I leave him behind, so I say quickly:

Command: 

Stop dancing, and listen to what I say!

"Y-yes." Shadow Moses replied.

Command:

I want you to convey everything the same on the surface, behave like yourself before we met, except in front of me, you are to be extremely respectful of me, when in my presence alone. 

-However, remember, I'm secretly your boss now, & you will faithfully follow & execute my orders are we clear!'

"Yes, You are the boss!" Shadow Moses said with more emphasis, standing straight as his back was more firm!

COMMAND: 

"NEVER discuss your new circumstances or mine!

"Yes." Shadow Moses said in a monotone voice.

Command: 

Collect evidence of your backers' illegal acts, your business accounts, all of the overseas accounts, a list of proof for any local drug dealer, R*pist criminals, murders, etc...

 Record it all!

All the illegal things you have been a part of or know about!

Especially the forced prostitution of this woman!

I silently raised my phone to the clear bubble part of the capsule ball where he could be seen standing inside, smaller than the size of an eraser!

* I show a name written on my phone with a photo above it*

The photo was taken by my female friend who passed a copy to me when her mom disappeared for a whole week, and we went looking for her!

But it was also then that we found out the truth of her "volunteering" to save the family, mainly from her fugitive husband's gambling debt!

I git my teeth subconsciously remembering her expression that day!

Command:

I want any ones who are involved in her case secretly killed, regardless of the identity, except for her ex-husband, he's got an appointment with someone else!

 Get the list of her...'customer's' she had, no matter who or where they are now, I need them sent to hell! 

I don't care how you do it, bounty Hunters or by an assassin, get it done as soon as the information is gathered!

Shadow Moses nods & answers:

 "Yes." after taking a photo of it with the phone he still has on him in the bubble capsule world.

Command:

"You will make 4 copies of ALL the evidence you collect.

Send one to the Gotham prosecutors' office by special delivery, copy the delivery signatures on the delivery sheets as proof they received the evidence!

Send one as files downloadable to Gotham newspapers & media & whisper blower sites!

 Send one to Lois Lane of the Planet Daily; with instructions to delay reporting & a list of other Gotham media outlets who received the same evidence earlier than her, for her to see if they publish the evidence, or if they are blocking the corruption evidence from being released to the public, silently in collusion with criminal forces!

The last hard copy of the evidence is to go directly into the hands of law enforcer Jim Gordon; as YOU will turn yourself into Gordon with the testimony as a witness & whistleblower!

Do you understand?

"Yes sir." He tries to resist showing displeasure in his tone of inflection subtly, as a voice expert I can tell.

But resistance is futile, as in the origin story this thing could even monster capsule capture a Goddess, & even she had to spin around when told to; panty flashing in the process towards the MC as she did!

Those Gotham old money families in the background have been receiving stable, and steady profit cuts from the underground illegal activities for decades, maybe they usually move their hands, and feet to make corrupt deals for their force's troubles.

But will they blatantly make moves in the eyes of the entire Gotham city & the world watching?

 I don't think they are that stupid, or fearless!

The U.S. government are not fools, just passive. 

But they are willing to move for merits, especially the tax departments that have a history with gangs, and Mafias!

I step back & released him from the monster capsule ball...

I was still gripping the pistol handle in case of accidents.

After a moment of silence between us, & seeing Moses seeming to keep his respectful posture the same as when in the monster capsule ball previously, my final doubts cleared.

 "You have two weeks, don't get caught, if you feel like you're about to get caught send out evidence according to my previous instructions immediately!

Narrowing my eyes I said:

DON'T engage in your previous crooked, & shadowy behaviors.

Slowly credit the drug & casino money to an untraceable account, give a copy of the account data to me at a later date!

 Then launder money to the forced prostitute victims, with plane tickets to undisclosed destinations outside Gotham!

 Also, create a fraud-safe charity donation fund to allot to verified Gotham projects like trauma counseling, battered and abused women, criminal victims support, etc...

 But for orphanages, only donate to Gotham orphanages that Agree to be openly audited financially, and have their facilities regularly inspected for foul play!

Do these preparations early, but only enact it right before you turn yourself in with the final evidence to Jim Gordon.

"Yes, sir" Shadow Moses said back.

"Good, I'm leaving!

 I took the gun with me and walked away with my documents tucked away tightly in my jacket not looking back at all.

.....

As soon as The door shuts, the docile Shadow Moses feels his stiff body at attention loosen again from an invisible force when out of Vincent's presence!

FUCK! 

DAMN IT!!

Shadow Moses smashes the pure oak desk with a double fist with fury & rage, cursing at his carelessness.!

Gotham city is full of weird, and unique power-possessing characters, he let his guard down seeing such a young man addicted to speculating betting, he was elated with a chance to ruin him completely, but fell into this trap!

 Shadow Moses is behaving as he would usually because Vincent is not around, his will & ego are the same as before!

The behavioral patterns are just like his old self, as his free will & personality are retained so long as they don't contradict, and undermine Vincent's Commands. 

As even now he's still under Vincent's orders, under Vincents Monster Capsule Ball Absolute Dominance Effect! 

When in Vincent's presence he's compelled by Vincent's previous command to be a respectful order follower!

Shadow Moses sighs, Then opens a safe under his desk.

Files are stacked high, and USB cards are scattered everywhere;

He starts making copies at his desk of all the black material he's stashed away over the years for a safe rainy day exit!

But now it's all ruined, & so is he!

Trusting his instincts, he knows this kid must have grudges with himself!

It obviously must have something to do with the woman in the photo, maybe his mom, aunt, or sister?

As for what it is, he's done too much harmful things to know what exactly he did to offend!

So, unless a miracle happens, he's done for!

Only by doing a good job maybe he can gain mercy to avoid being jailed for life, or killed secretly by the gang for betrayal & being an informant!

.....

I leave with my hoodie up, I don't look back behind me, I don't breathe too hard as I walk straight towards the exit.

Suddenly I'm stopped when a man stands in my path!

The capsule ball appeared in my hands ready to strike, & capture at will if it's necessary!

But it's just the double agent old worker who advised me about the cheap loan shark rates at his own loan business before?

He asked questions rapidly to get my business:

"Did you get the loan? 

"Did they screw you over on the interest rate charged too?"

"That's why told ya, don't f*ck with these guys kid, there too heartless, and greedy."

" I know a loan place with at least half the interest rates!" He hands me a flyer card still wooing my business again. 

I answered while gazing at our surroundings:

"Aw, no I'm not qualified, I guess," I replied to him in a perfunctory manner, looking around for any signs of foul play.

Shocked, he wrinkled his old face before Saying incredulously:

"Wow, how bad are you doing at life, when you can't even get a predatory loan approved from these blood-smelling loan sharks kid, Jesus man"!

I pull away from this buddy spewing trash talk, & just replied to him:

"Thanks anyway, I'll survive!" I Push the business card back while brushing past him as I do.

"I'm glad I didn't pick up your business kid!" He grabs back the card in my hands, like it's bad luck for it to stay in my negative credit aura hands, & leaves quickly looking for a more lucky target among the customers.

I adjusted myself, then steadily flee from the establishment; avoiding cameras with my head down, as I'm subtly gazing at my cell phone while playing an idle game.

...

Far outside the hidden casino, as soon as I turn a big corner, I dash out, running at full speed!

Not for fear of being chased, but too much excitement!

I Did It!

 I succeeded, I got revenge, I sealed off one of Gotham cities hidden, & protected evils!

I have to alleviate the surging adrenaline rushing in my body from my actions, and since I don't have a woman to vent, so I have to run it off!

After running myself breathless I wave to a cab, & instruct it to make random rounds, I'm not going home yet.

After taking random routes, I end up at an edge of the city port docks.

 Stopping the cab driver at an open 24-hour diner, that's filled with dock port night shift staff on break, and truckers resting.

I blend in the crowd while gazing out from a booth window seat, and I see everything outside from this position.

I sip the cheap bitter black coffee, which was paid for by the money in the wallet on the table, that originally belonged to that business snatching, credit loan pusher from before!

I had lifted it off him while passing by him!

Who told him to be pestering me!

I sip the bad coffee & exhale slowly with my eyes closed.

The adrenaline rush from the success of the covert operation subsided...

 The pressure from not knowing if the Monster Capsule Capture Ball worked on humanoid beings is gone...

So now in my reflections...

I want to know, what came over me back then?-!

Originally, I just wanted to test the Monster Capsule Ball, then command him, Shadow Moses Malone, to turn himself into police with self-incriminating evidence...

 But...I just don't know what came over me!

 It just suddenly Dawned on me, the impulse to do more!

It seemed like a good idea, to just uproot the whole thing, bring it down altogether, using Shadow Moses as the fall guy, the pawn, MY PAWN!

But now, it seems extremely stupid, reckless, and risky!

 Looking back now, this whole operation from the beginning was driven by my capriciousness, damn it!

Regardless, what's done is done, right?

 I achieved what I wanted, plus some extras.

To make a slight difference as a byproduct of my tests was my goal, making a difference!

One criminal gang will replace the next, of course, I know this.

 But If I'm going to be so cruel to take away another sentient being's freedom, then it might as well be them, the scum, and local tyrants who deserve it!

 I didn't gain in any way from this other than some cash, & confirmation of humanoid captures being possible, which is a big f*cking deal!

I should feel conflicted about what I've done to a fellow human, well, he is human in name only to me, but I feel accomplished instead of guilty?!

Wow, I got to say Righteous indignation is a powerful mind justification tool!

It enables or allows otherwise questionable, frowned upon actions to be done unashamed, remorselessly!

It's a slippery slope to traverse across;

but I will take it for now, & think about the moralistic view of things when I'm in a position of strength to be allowed time to reflect so deeply!

Scum is fair game until then!

I look down at the shiny Monster Capsule Ball windows showing my reflection back to me.

One of my predecessor's revenge was in progress now, & I already feel lighter in my mind & spirit, less franticly hurried than before.

So what's next, what do I do now?

While thinking to myself, I'm interrupted.

I suddenly hear people exclaiming loudly, I get up from my booth seat & walk up to see what's the reason for the sports game-like reactions so late at night, it's odd?

Turns out It's a hero battle in progress, playing out in real-time, on the diners Tv screen!

 According to my memories, Rarely do they show random villain crimes in action actively, as to not inspire copycats in this alternative universe.

Just like big banks don't release the amount bank robbers get away with, or else it might tempt others to try their luck for the right price as well!

I remember there was a study about this phenomenon in my past life, but they focused on suicides & the uptake of frequent suicides after a famous person commits suicide!

So, mostly after the battle is where most footage gets released by some greater groups designs, or collect happenstance of the responsible members of the journalistic community, I don't know, but my moneys on the former.

Since advertising dollars have heavily entered the news business, most journalists are glib, vapid, and headline-mongering slaves for an exclusive, whether it's true or false, regardless of the consequences for ratings to increase the advertising revenue!

 Well, in my opinion at least.

The ratings for this station's coverage tonight will surely skyrocket because on one side of the battle is the Hero Supergirl!

Dressed in a dark red skirt, dark red high heel boots.

On her chest, a red diamond is outlined, with a golden S insignia in the middle.

On the mostly dark blue long sleeve shirt top a red cape is attached, which flowed with her long blond hair in the night sky wind!

I concede it's Fucking majestic looking to see her posing in mid-air like that in real life!

But, I don't know which version of supergirl this is?

However, I do know who she was fighting against, which was the electricity-controlling female villain, Livewire!

She looks very similar to her tv animated version from the '90s, with blue-tinted skin & dark blue hair that's hoisted up to the sky sharply, with electric currents surrounding her body occasionally like a Super Saiyan 2 transformation!

Live wire is a metahuman who can control electricity, & elementalize her body to become electricity in human form, similar to an elemental Devil Fruit user in the one-piece comics!

She can travel as intangible electricity incarnate, passing through various electronic current grids in the city, doing as she pleases!

 The two super-powered women engage in a property-damaging spectacle in the late night!

I too join the crowd to watch my first hero vs villain battle in this world!

'Villains huh, nobody would miss them if they all...'

'Hmm...'

*Whoo! 

 The screaming crowd again interrupted my thinking about something else...

While supergirl was putting out the electrically sparked building fires with her cooling breath;

Then suddenly they saw Live wire come out of a street lamp light behind supergirl, seemingly out of nowhere towards the unprepared Supergirl!

 Super Girl was spearheaded in the back by Livewire who was in her electricity-covered form, driving the duo straight into a conveniently placed gasoline tanker truck Parked in the gas station for late-night refueling of the station's tank reserves!

 Live Wire dashed away at lightning speed, but supergirl was in paused realignment, as the intensity of the shock paralyzed her for just a few seconds, leaving her within the center of the collapsed tanker slowly being flooded in pure gasoline!

In that brief few seconds, however, thunderclap rumbling was heard from the sky, and the surrounding lights in the city were flickering then completely blacked out!

Total darkness engrossed the city as if all forms of electricity were siphoned away, which it was, into the only remaining God-light in the night sky!

Live wire with a face of enduring overwhelming pain raised her hand to the sky, & made a throwing motion like Zeus himself!

All the accumulated & reserved energy left live wire as she was emptied, proof by her body flashing in & out of electricity human form as she flees the scene desperately!

 All this preparation in a few seconds, & a single deeply neon blue bolt descended & struck the immobilized Supergirl directly!

When it ignited, the soundless white light flashed like a nuclear bomb, it lit up the entire pitch-black city, and then...

BOOM! 

The diners are all yell talking to each other in shock at the scene on the screen filmed by distant helicopters with high speed, & extreme zoom lenses focused equipment are made for just such hero fights!

*Ohhoo!

*My god!

*She was in the middle of that explosion!

*It's like a rail gun from the sky!

*Flames are everywhere!

*I thought we had it bad in Gotham, fuck!

*Yeah, give me gangsters over electric bitches!

*Hey, ...She didn't reappear yet?

*isn't she like superman, a steel body woman or something?

* Typical lightning is about 100 megavolts, but now she's supercharged by absorbing the entire electrical city grids dry & her electricity current flow has easily surpassed 100 megavolts!

So, now with that many Electricity volts being superheated & condensed into a single bolt of artificial electric lightning, it's reaching the level of a plasma beam attack!

*So it could have...

*Did she...?

*What will superman do if she is...?

The crowd erupted as a series of exclamations, as the chain of fire-heavy-duty explosions happened on the Television screen!

I had just returned from my thoughts in time to see all this madness; watching this entire violent transgression on the TV like everyone else...

But now, after that display, I watched with a slightly more focused, & sharper gaze than anyone else in the 24-hour rest stop diner...