The sounds of Gotham city.
The sound of pouring rain.
The sound of cars, honking and driving through the night.
The sound of the constant, non stop police sirens.
The sound of footsteps.
The sound of a gun cocking.
The sound of laughter. 5 men. 5 evil men, born of desperation.
The sound of a scream- a woman's scream.
The sound of demands. Wallet. Jewelry. Cash. Everything.
A whoosh. And then- the sound of something landing in the darkness. Something heavy. Something dangerous.
Silence. No more laughter. No more screams.
Silence.
And then-
A yelp, as one of the men is suddenly dragged into the darkness.
The sound of metal against metal, something hitting one of the other men, knocking the gun out of his hand, before he, too, is dragged into the darkness.
The sound of chaos.
The sound of a woman crying, scared of the men. Scared of the thing in the darkness.
The sound of the three remaining men, confused and scared. Running into eachother, desperate to escape.
A gunshot rings through the night, hitting nothing but a fire escape.
The sound of something hitting the lights. The sound of the alleyway being plunged into darkness.
Silence. Again.
The sound of a third man, pulled into the darkness. This time, the sound of his screams ring out across the alleyway.
The sound of two men, running, scared for their lives.
The sound of a rope wrapping around one of the men, dragging him into the darkness. The sound of his hands scratching and grabbing at the ground, begging for mercy.
The sound of a thud that silences his pleads.
The sound of the last man. Crying. Scared. Running. Not for long.
The sound of a thud in front of him.
The sound of fear escaping his lips.
The sound of a fist slamming into his face.
The sound of his body slamming into the ground, unconscious.
The sound of police sirens.
The slam of a car door.
The sound of police running into the alleyway.
The sounds of an investigation.
The sounds of a police report- no casualties. All the muggers are harmed, unconscious, traumatized- but alive. The woman is alive, and unharmed.
The sound of someone watching from above.
The sound of rain splattering against his body- his armor.
The sound of his cape whooshing, as he disappears into the night.
The sound of justice.
The sound of vengeance.
The sound of Batman.
These are the sounds Gotham city hears every night.