Pain shot through every inch of his body. The cold air surrounding him, memories of his failure clouds his mind as he limps around, desperately looking for an escape.

Jonathan was in agony. His body ached as it felt like its been broken a thousand times. His crawls to freedom. The cold air getting colder as the moon hitting the water and boats near Gotham City was visible. He let out a raspy breath out. Humiliation hit him. Gotham must pay.

“Crane,”

Jonathan turned his gaze to the figure behind him.