"I know who you are," Batman says as he enters Barry's hotel room and approaches Barry.
"That Batman knows who I am? You know me? Barry Allen? Are you a fan? Have you gone through my cases?" Barry asks pretending to be clueless.
"I know you are the Flash," Batman says.
"The Flash, what's that?" Barry asks, as the world still doesn't know if the Flash exists or not. His existence is still a mystery. To this day, only one person other than the Team and Joe has seen him in the flesh. It's the truck security guard he saved yesterday.
Seeing that Barry wants to continue with his act, Batman decides to make him act. Batman reaches for his utility belt and throws a Batarang at Barry.
Barry sees Batman perform all his actions in slow motion, but he doesn't act because any movement from him would give him away. He just hopes that Batman won't really throw the Batarang to his face.
But when he sees the Batarang leave Batman's finger and approach his face, he sighs. Looks like Batman really knows his identity, but he doesn't expect anything less from the world's best detective.
Barry catches the Batarang just as it is about to touch his forehead. The world returns to normal in his eyes and he sees Batman staring at him.
"Dude, what the fuck? What if I wasn't the Flash? You would have killed an innocent man," Barry says as he checks out the Batarang in his hand, its light way, and sharp. With these things around his waist, why would he even need a gun?
"I was ninety-nine percent sure you were the Flash," Batman says.
"How did you find out?" Barry asks.
"I have been keeping an eye on Central City ever since the Particle Accelerator explosion. Soon after, weird anomalies started to take place around the city. Nine months later, the red blur showed up, at the same time you woke up from your coma.
My satellite frequently detected frequent supersonic booms triangulated at three points, one CCPD, one S.T.A.R. Labs, and one which I assume is your place.
You work at CCPD as a forensic specialist. During your coma, you were treated at S.T.A.R. Labs. Your name is registered as a tenant for one of the apartments where the sonic booms triangulate.
All three places, one common factor. You," Batman says.
Barry is impressed, hearing Batman's method of finding his identity but he is also not surprised, he is Batman, after all.
"All right, you got me, I'm the Flash," Barry says.
"Now answer my question. What are you doing in my city?" Batman asks.
"Nothing, I just ran up here, that's all," Barry says.
"You ran from Central City, all the way to the other side of the country, for no reason?" Batman questions. He doesn't believe Barry.
"Ya... It just happened. I wanted to see how fast I could really run and before I knew it, I was... here," Barry says scratching the back of his head while giving Batman an awkward smile.
Batman stares at Barry for a few seconds before turning his back and leaving.
"Wait, that's it? You are just gonna barge in, ask questions, and walk away?" Barry questions.
Batman stops and turns to look at him. "Don't cause trouble in my city," he says, shoots a grappling hook at a building's top, and flies away.
Barry smiles as he calms his heart rate. It was quite an experience. He expected Batman to be more menacing, but the dude left him alone after asking some questions.
'He must be a fan of my work,' Barry thinks with a smile.
Now that he is gone, Barry finally can put some clothes on.
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It's night time and Gotham City is livelier than ever. Barry is on the streets as he marvels at how the city seems completely different. Unlike its gloomy day, the city seems even brighter under the artificial lights produced by the city's infrastructure.
But at its core, Gotham is much worse at night. Crimes skyrocket to another level, and even though the criminals fear Batman, he is just one man and he cannot be at all places.
Barry understands this, but he wonders how much should he get involved with this city. If Barry fights back against the criminals of this city, they might come to fight him back on his own turf.
He wonders if it's okay for him to bring more trouble to Central City.
Five minutes go by and Barry is already confronted with an armed robbery. A thug is trying to rob a couple at gunpoint. Barry sighs as he cannot ignore this.
He enters flash time, walks up to the thug, takes the gun out of his hand, and hands it over to the man being robbed.
He then walks away and watches from a distance.
Suddenly all three of them are shocked as the gun that was in the thug's hands is now in his victim's hand. Immediately realizing the situation, the victim points the gun at the thug.
The thug immediately bolts out of there, freaked out by what just happened, leaving the couple relieved. They don't understand what just happened but they are glad to be safe.
Barry smiles seeing this, and walks away.
And before he can even take his time to enjoy the city's nightlife, he hears sirens blaring as multiple cop cars rush past him in a hurry.
Seeing how urgently the cops are driving, Barry realizes something big is happening, so he decides to follow them.