Batman-&-Robin: Windy City Detention.

A Story by Abishai100

The wily masked immigrant-heroes perform deeds of greatness in the crime-darkened Windy City for mod-drawers.

A very fun/offbeat Batman-&-Robin fanfiction (DC Comics). Thanks for reading,

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The Windy City is where Batman and Robin operate as a dynamic-duo of crime-fighting American vigilantism. The two are really Amlan Satan and Prakash Shah, immigrants from Algeria/India who moved to the United States and became Catholic buddies learning about American journalism (U-Chicago) and jurisprudence and enjoying Law & Order on TV together.

BATMAN: We've already 'nabbed' the Night-Slasher, good-buddy Robin!

ROBIN: He'd been a true 'menace' of Windy City fears of women being stalked in parking-lots (and subways!).

A Windy City comics-artist had already rendered Amlan/Prakash as two mysterious masked night-prowlers (or 'vigilantes') in a series of 'political-cartoons' depicting modern US city jurisprudence as criminal-insanity ballet. Batman/Robin had become celebrities, especially after having dealt with not only the Night-Slasher but a trio of 'super-villains' in the Windy City, including Clown, Chessmaster, and Artistocrat.

AMLAN (Batman): It seems we're all alone in this newest mission involving this new 'nemesis' Darkman, Robin.

PRAKASH (Robin): It seems to me Amlan my brother that this 'Darkman' is an agent of hell requiring us to be diplomatic.

Fortunately, Amlan/Prakash (Batman & Robin) had trained excellently in a target-master shooting 'complex' in the Windy City called Shootist-CTR. They'd practiced being able to target vehicle tires in motion, villains fleeing on foot and requiring shots to the legs only, and building-roof soaring psychopaths carrying stolen 'blood-diamonds' from banks.

BATMAN: I'll wear my signature get-up which makes me 'seem' like a night-Cossack or mystery detective.

ROBIN: I'll wear my rabbit-mask which I think gives us that special 'Mardi Gras' ritual media-buzz!

Batman and Robin took the subway in their costumes, knowing that Darkman would trail them covertly thinking that he'd been able to 'pinpoint' the dynamic-duo in their 'signature' costumes, perhaps trekking to some 'known' locale for crime-vigilante stakeout, while passengers simply thought they're those 'uncanny' Windy City 'buddies' in theater-costumes doing some typical city-dream.

DARKMAN: Before I 'stalk' this funny duo of Batman-&-Robin, I'll kill some cops in their residences for media/lights.

CHICAGO MAYOR: We're ensured that our two dashing men-of-honor, Batman/Robin, friends of cops, will destroy Darkman.

BATMAN: Let's trek to an iconic mafia-managed Italian eatery to see if 'Darkman' tracks/follows us to it, Robin.

ROBIN: I think this 'Darkman' may actually/ironically be 'wed' to the mafia-org. tied to this Italian restaurant, Batman!

They're right. The mafia-family Manara controlled the Italian eatery Ragu distinguished as being host to a number of prominent aristocats as well as underworld kingpins who'd been descendants of the Capone-era of Prohibition political journalism.

DARKMAN: I think these two vigilante-fools are knowing I'm tied to blood-diamond matrix in the city with the Ragu.

BATMAN: Let's stop at this cafe in the afternoon before trekking to Ragu, Robin.

ROBIN: Great; I know a really beautiful/nice waitress there (Niki).

BATMAN: Cool!

The Manara family didn't just boast ghouls of blood-diamond piracy corruption but also a ministress/siren of Hell, a mistress of the son of the boss (Michael) named Vera who wanted Darkman, their newest 'ally' in the Windy City, to burn Batman and Robin (alive!).

DARKMAN: I tracked you before you got to the Ragu, good vigilantes.
BATMAN/ROBIN: So, you're into this vigilantism writing then, Darkman?
DARKMAN: I've already killed Windy City policemen, Batman-Robin.
BATMAN/ROBIN: So, you think we are in fact Batman-&-Robin?
DARKMAN: It doesn't seem doubtful!
BATMAN/ROBIN: What's your interest in the Ragu, Darkman?
DARKMAN: Maybe it's blood-diamond profits, good vigilantes.
BATMAN/ROBIN: You've got the 'true' look of a costumed freak, Darkman.
DARKMAN: How'd you know I'm the 'true' Darkman (and not a copycat)?
BATMAN/ROBIN: Well, you do have the 'look' of a man of intentional dreams!
DARKMAN: You imply I'm a 'romantic' of Windy City storytelling?
BATMAN/ROBIN: No, we think Vera/Manara sent you to burn us (alive!).

DARKMAN: So?
BATMAN/ROBIN: We challenge you to a Ragu back-lot silencer-pistol target-shooting contest.
DARKMAN: Aha, a 'quiet' shooting-game wager to serve as 'alternative' to outright street-violence?

BATMAN/ROBIN: You can't win this one, Darkman; the two of us are 'simply'...'dark-men' of the city.
DARKMAN: They'll remember me...as the mad fool of Windy City dancing.

BATMAN: Thank God we won that Ragu-backlot shooting wager/contest against Darkman, Robin.

ROBIN: I tranquilized him with my sedative-dart as soon as he disarmed himself after we'd won the game!

BATMAN: Time to enjoy some nice 'unmasked' coffee in the bright Windy City park grass/sidewalk(s).

DARKMAN: They've 'furnished' me with great books in Arkham Asylum psychiatric-center; I'll read Batman/Robin comics.

The comics-artist inspired by this very unusual Windy City heroic depicted the storyline involving the lunatic 'Darkman' in a very bright/new Robin-&-Batman comic book featuring the two buddies working alongside each other almost as if they'd been destined 'twins' of Windy City pluralism democracy.