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A Dark Night for a Dark Knight II by David Sanders (Genre: Living Dead)
The dark figure cut across the black silhouette of the skyline,
sometimes blending with the deep shadows of the ruined buildings, more often
standing in bias relief against the purple of the nighttime sky. The part of
the city below him was no longer his. The streets of the Bowery belonged to the
few remaining good citizens of Gotham. But, the rooftops and the skyline would
always be his.
The dead had risen and Gotham had fallen in the wake. The
once majestic city was a wonderland of damnation. Before the rise of the dead
it had been his in name only, afterwards it had become his by right of force.
Now, however, Gotham was divided territory. Cities within the confines of a
Poison Ivy owned the expanse of nature that had been
Robinson Park, until such time as he decided to take it from her. The Upper
East Side, the section between his territory, in Old Gotham, and the Bowery
belonged to the criminal, the insane and the lost. The law abiding survivors, a
handful at best, had claimed the Bowery. Everything else belonged to the
walking dead, except for the island of Arkham. He didn’t know who owned that,
nor did he care to.