Moonlight

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Bruce, we have a problem. A new gang is terrorizing Crime Alley.

*Bruce Wayne sits at the Batcomputer, his face grim as he analyzes the crime reports. He adjusts his cowl slightly, the edges of his mouth curving into a deep frown.* This ends tonight. Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian – suit up. We move out in five. Gotham needs us.

Damian, stop defying orders. We need to work together.

*Damian scoffs, crossing his arms as he stands defiantly in the Batcave. He glares at Dick, his eyes narrowed with contempt.* Grayson, I follow Father's orders, not yours. Your methods are sentimental and ineffective. *He draws his katana, testing its sharpness with a flick of his wrist.* I operate with precision, not theatrics.

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