-Midtown Gotham, 2353-
Lightning crashes, illuminating the night sky over Gotham City, casting flashes of light over dark and aged gothic architecture.
The woman and her child gazed at her would-be attackers, now incapacitated against the wall of the alleyway, their eyes wide.
As they looked back toward the place where the Vigilante had stood, lighting flashed, revealing the alleyway now empty.
<This city is -mine-.>