alive he is finishing up. I noticed his communication was damaged. So I wanted to let you know. He can gets so caught up in his work.” Saurian's ear grating voice said over the line.

“Oh....Thank you sir. I...” Alfred was conflicted.

“Good night, Pennyworth. Thank you for delivering the message. You saved a lot of lives tonight.” Saurian said softly before cutting off the communication.

Saurian checked in with the security camera's. Anyone in Arkham that was injured and needed medical attention? The system led him to several people. Using his magic he fixed most of them to 100%, of course that was after they screamed in terror and tried to run from him. But a few he just fixed to satisfactory condition. Of course from their faces they would think he had provided a miracle for them! Of course to a mundane, snapping a bone back into place with a wave of a hand would be a miracle. Then he came to a medical room, knocking on the door a scared woman's voice called.

“W... Who's there?” The woman said.

“Hello! I saw on the security feed that some of you are injured. I am here to help. There is a guard inside the room. Named Aaron Cash. Head of security, ask him to verify my operation code?” Saurian said, as he spit out a code that the security system gave him. It was for a emergency response team.

“Hot damn! That is a GCPD code! Is the trouble over!” Cash yelled past the door, he was beginning to take down the barricade. The electrical lock had been hacked to pieces, the door was pried open from the outside but looked like those inside had jammed it shut and blocked it.

“Not entirely! The gas is no longer being fed, and is slowly dissipating. The after math and rescue operations could take days or even weeks. But we all have to start some where.” Saurian's voice called through the barricade.

“Amen to that! I swear I'll buy you a round at a bar for coming to get us so soon! HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?!” Aaron Cash's face appeared around the barricade only to see The Wraith of the Narrows staring back at him. The woman screamed!

“Wait! We are still under the effects of the GAS! That's why he looks like that!” The woman screamed at Cash.

The woman was wearing a knee high gray business skirt. White long sleeved buttoned up shirt, long white lab coat, with a Dr. Security badge on the front. Her blond hair was done up in a bun but it was falling apart now. Her face was smeared in blood, and sweat. But her blue eyes kept her focus, though she was clearly terrified at the thought of being infected.

Aaron Cash was a six foot black man built like a line backer! He had several tiny scars on his face, especially around his nose. He'd broken it more then once. He was dressed up in an Arkham tactical gear kit. Pointing a large caliber pistol at Saurian. Cash's brown eyes were blood shot! His black hair cut short, but blood, sweat, and mud were smeared into it. He was debating shooting Saurian in the face.

“Actually you are not under the effects of the gas any longer. What you are looking at is an optical illusion. My alias is often referred to as 'The Wraith of the Narrows'. I was also present in Metropolis with Superman helping with the relief efforts. The hospitals there called me, 'The Angel of Life and Death.' Very nice to meet you all, may I please come in?” Saurian explained to them in his unconcerned voice.

Cash, the Dr, a few other guards, and nurses looked at him wide eyed. One of the guards even vouched for him, kinda. He said he had seen him in the Narrows once beating up gangsters, the news said he worked with the FBI to do that sex trafficking sting operation. Eventually they let him, he could have ripped the door off its hinges but he was trying to avoid that. Saurian cast a wide dispersal of his healing spells. Removing the toxins, feeding, and healing. They all felt amazing!

“How did you do that?! Do you have some kind of device? I heard on the news they said your an alien with that superman guy!” Asked Cash.

“I can neither confirm nor deny my tools, skills, abilities or my state of terrestrial origin.” Saurian said, sarcasm dripping from his words. This just made Cash even more curious! “Now that you are all set I'll move on, I have a few more rooms I have to investigate. Unless Officer Cash would like to join me? Make it easier on the groups I help?”

“If you are not in a hurry, we can all go?” Saurian looked at the woman. Erik gasped across the mental link. The woman's ID Dr. Quinzel, Harleen. -Holy shit that's right! She hasn't met the Joker yet!

“I don't mind, shall we?” Saurian gestured towards everyone and made his way to the next room.

After another two hours Saurian with the help of Aaron Cash rallied all the survivors up and went to the front courtyard of Arkham Asylum. Just in time to see Batman get into his bat-wing jet and fly off. Shortly after Batman left, helicopters with GCPD dropped off swat teams as they swarmed into Arkham. Saurian said goodbye to Cash, and Dr. Quinzel then faded from sight in front of their eyes.

“Oh come on!?” Cash yelled out! Making the survivors jump in surprise. A look of curiosity was seen in Dr. Quinzel's eyes.

Soon the police came up to the survivors, Saurian was near by ready to attack the police if they struck. But then saw a tall lean man with a pair of glasses, a good looking mustache, with a vest on, a badge, that one of the swat teams called. 'Gordon'. Ah! The survivors would be safe. Under the cloak of his spells Saurian moved back inside of Arkham called on the Grave and used Unburden, and Judgment on the lingering new souls, ghosts, and energies. Getting the same thrilling and uncomfortable experience as before.

He soon slipped past the police towards the Narrows. It was on fire! Screams of help, desperation, and horror filled the night air. It would only be a few hours till morning. Using his phone he got a situation report from the Warden's. The super-natural communities had been saved. On one of the major bridges out of the Narrows a field hospital had been set up, the Warden in charge was at the bridge wanting to talk to Saurian. He said he was on his way. Not wasting time he ran towards the bridge, he was there in about twenty minutes. Not bad for being on foot.

Saurian walked out into the open, his spells Nature's Passage, and Chameleon turned off. So that the people saw The Wraith moving towards the bridge. A huge crowd was around the bridge, trying to get into the field hospital. 'UN security' and GCPD were trying to keep order. But the people of the Narrows got out of the way for him.

“Are you here to help us?” A man yelled at him, he was carrying his children in his arms.

“Yes, I'll set up in the hospital. We'll get the line moving as soon as we can!” Saurian called out. Many people wanted him to start now! But kept their mouths shut as he moved through the crowd.

Saurian arrived at the field hospital, more then once the cops wanted to arrest him! But the UN security made it clear that if they tried they would die! The cops had heard the reports of the Wraith attacking and killing their fellow officers. In their eyes he was a cop killer! Saurian's eyes passed over them, and many them felt fear deep inside their chest. Sherogoth's Blessing had marked many of them. Saurian would be more then happy to punish them....later. Saurian entered the command tent were a Warden he recognized but never learned the name of was having a screaming match against commissioner Lobe.

Lobe was a 5' 5” Over weight man in a nice suit, pale skin, with balding hair. He was backed by four swat officers in full tactical gear. He was screaming at the Warden in charge. Who had turned on a glamour and was appearing as a United Nations World Security officer. Lobe's face was red with rage, blood vessels clearly about to pop. Then Lobe spotted Saurian in his Wraith shroud and screamed!

“YOU FUCKER! YOU KILLED MY MEN! WE WILL FUCKING BURRY YOU!” Lobe screamed, the swat officers all raised their assault rifles.

Then over a dozen guns pointed at them inside of the tent. It was a tense moment, one that only ended when Lobe ordered his men to lower their weapons. Because the Warden in charge had pressed his desert eagle against Lobe's temple. Then soldiers came in and hand cuffed the swat officers and Lobe who was screaming until the Warden slugged him in the stomach.

The Warden was a 5' 9” Native American, with brown caramel skin, brown eyes, and short black hair. He filled out his tactical uniform very well, so he was built! His fingers were oddly longer then normal. At that point Saurian saw that his ears were slightly longer then human average, a small glamour placed there. Ah, he was part fae! Saurian walked up and handed the information to a tech officer. Who quickly compiled the information!

Then on a television screen it played Dr. Hugo Strange talking to Commissioner Lobe about the attack. Arranging the police to cut off access to the Narrows, kill squads being sent into the Narrows. If everything went to plan, all of the crazies in Arkham would be dead, and a majority of the Narrows would be as well. Then it showed Lobe, and Strange meeting with Scarecrow! They spoke about the fear toxin and how the police and Arkham guards could protect themselves. There was also a list on the thumb drive of all the police and Arkham guards that were complicit! Apparently Strange had made the list as a back up plan. Lobe's face became paler, and paler, until he eventually feinted. The four swat officers were also on the list. They were terrified! Saurian handed a sample of the fear toxin to the Warden. Told him he was going to go help at the hospital. The Warden still wanted to talk to him, but let him go since he knew where he'd be.

Saurian stepped into the field hospital and didn't leave for nearly forty eight hours. Just like Metropolis he eventually shifted back to Lash. Keeping his Wraith disguise on, he went from patient to patient. Eventually Sooth, Nature's Supplement, and Nature's Kiss ranked up so many times he could cast them in area of effects. He was of course drinking water by the gallons, and eating his body weight in protein energy bars. The Wayne foundation was there in the first morning, and helped keep the hospital stocked. Only critically injured and mid tier injuries reached Lash. On more then one occasion he had cast Kiss of the Grave on a few recently dead people. Though it didn't work on all of them. They had been dead to long, their spirits had moved on.

Superman had showed up by mid day on the first day. He flew over the Narrows and rescued people trapped in houses. Several Amazonian warriors showed up to help keep the peace on the bridge, as well as the Narrows during this transition. Althea showed up with something Lash came to call Amazonian coffee. Holy shit that refilled his exhausted energy reserves real quick! Soon Lash ran out of people to help in the high to mid tier area of injuries then made his way to the less so.

Several hours later Lash was sitting in a chair, wrapped in his shroud. Staring at nothing in particular. His brain was just not processing information right now. The sun was up in mid day on the third day he was here on this bridge. At some point he had been told that Bruce Wayne had decided to use his company to rebuild the Narrows. It would still be a low economy area of Gotham. But it would be rebuilt, and managed properly. He also said they would do the same to Arkham Asylum. Lash knew that Bruce would use the chance to build a forward operating base at Arkham, as well as tap into their security so he could monitor it there.

Congratulations User! You've completed a portion of your Cosmic Patron's grand quest. The Villain Dr. Hugo Strange plan has failed! He was sent to prison to await trial. Then mysteriously was found dead in his cell.

Reward: You've been granted two skills of Strange!

Congratulations User! You've obtained the skill, Minor Chemistry: Atoms? Molecules? Ions? What do all of these mean? With Chemistry you'll be understand the composition, structure, properties, behavior of these things. To understand the changes they undergo as you experiment and change the very world around you. 'Science baby!'

Congratulations User! You've obtained the skill, Minor Genetics: The advanced study of biology the study of genes, genetic variation, and hereditary organisms. What does that mean? Well you know the building blocks of life? You play with those now!

Great..... So, who ever he defeated or helped he would be granted skills from their tree? That could be beneficial as well as horrible. Lash blinked and focused his eyes, Superman was in front of him waving his hand trying to get his attention.

“Hey, Boy Scout thanks for coming to help.” Said Lash in an exhausted voice. Superman grimaced at the nick name.

“Your welcome. I hope I can count on you to help Metropolis out if they need it again?” Superman said.

“Of course! Did I ever give you my contact info?” Superman shook his head.

“Talk to... hmmmm.” Lash said, then a familiar voice spoke out

“Here sir!” Booraku showed up with a tall glass of jasmine tea handing it to Lash who accepted it gratefully. Booraku handed Superman a contact card for Shield and Sword. Spoke to him for a moment about how it worked. Superman nodded and pocketed the card. Where? Eh...details.

“Thanks Booraku.” Lash continued to sit in his chair, letting the suns rays wash over him. He enjoyed his tea.

Booraku and Superman spoke for a few minutes. Then Superman said goodbye and flew off, Booraku apologized but he came her to get Lash. With a sigh and a grunt of effort Lash stood and followed behind the troll. All of the civilians in the Narrows had been properly tended and moved to a temporary refugee installation. The personnel on the bridge were either part of the super-natural world. From Wayne Tech, several dozen GCPD officers who wore a complicated expression when they saw Lash in his Wraith disguise. By this point the truth was known. All the cops he had killed were dirty, and they had been gunning down innocent civilians. As a 'soldier' for the United Nations he was technically in the right. Didn't wash away the bitter taste in their mouth when ever they saw him.

Lash walked into the command tent. Inside was the Warden or 'agent' in charge. Who Lash had learned was named Achak, the name meant 'spirit' in his native tongue. Bruce Wayne wearing a ten thousand dollar suit. Who was handsome, charismatic, and focused as soon as the Wraith walked into the tent. Then the Mayor of Gotham City, an older man named Wilson Klass. He had streaks of gray on his thinning head of hair. Tan and healthy skin, white teeth, a gleam in his eyes as he made his way towards Lash holding out his hand. Erik knew that Klass was a corrupt politician that was on Carmine Falcon's pay roll. The mayor held his hand out to Lash. Waiting.

“Do you really expect me to shake your hand? Since you share blame for this incident, why don't you run off to Carmine's lap and beg for scraps you disgusting prick!” Lash growled, his 'pressure' filling the tent. A moment of Foresight had made the entire situation very tense. The Mayors face turned pale both from what Lash said, as well as the energy he was releasing. A fist slammed onto the table as Achak called out loudly!

“Wraith! Control yourself and take a seat! The Mayors extra curricular activities can be discussed at another time!” Achak said as way do placate the other people in the room, as well as make it obvious to Klass that they were well aware of his dealings. The few city officials in the room stared with wide eyes. Even the cool confident Bruce Wayne was not staring daggers at Klass.

Lash took a seat as far as possible from everyone, easy to do since no one wanted to sit next to him. Except for Bruce Wayne who made a point of standing up and changing chairs to sit closer to Lash. Making his position obvious to everyone in the room. Achak then went over the information they had obtained thanks to Wraith. It was declared 'The Wraith' was an agent for the United Nations World Security. His exact origins be it extra terrestrial or not were at this time classified. Lash noticed Bruce was clenching his fist and gritting his teeth. -I said we are on the same side, Bruce. We just do things differently. But as you can tell I need help adjusting my Moral Compass. Not all of us live by a code. Lash spoke to him through a telepathic link. The message made Bruce flinch slightly but his body language didn't give much away. He did glance at Lash and nodded ever so slightly.

The Mayor who was usually very animated and vocal was silent. Staring down at his phone as he sent message after message. The other city councilors all picked up the slack and asked questions about rebuilding, and what about the corrupt GCPD. At this time Achak called in Lieutenant Gordon, who greeted every one including Lash. But Lash could read that Gordon was not happy about the situation. Especially how Lash dealt with the cops. Gordon was then appointed to the head position of the Major Crimes Unit, or MCU. Then promoted to Captain. Which surprised Gordon, only to look at The Wraith with wide eyes. Lash was the one that recommended him. Stating that 'He was a good cop' One of the few. -Gordon is clean, a good ally to have. Lash spoke to Bruce through the telepathic link. Bruce nodded his head slightly.

Then another man came in after Gordon, Harvey Dent. The District Attorney. -Oho! Harvey before he became Two-face! Maybe we can keep that from happening! Erik said to Lash and Saurian. He shared what he knew about Two face's origins. But, Foresight didn't activate so they couldn't say anything. Harvey wanted to crucify former commissioner Lobe with in the court of law. He also a made a clear point to glare daggers at Mayor Klass who was still on his phone sending messages. Harvey smiled happily at Lash, he had heard what he said to the Mayor.

Then the Mayor stood up and screamed in horror after reading a message on his phone. Achak rolled his eyes and motioned for several guards to hand cuff the Mayor and drag him away reading him his Miranda rights. Everyone in the room was surprised except for Lash. He had been listening to the communication lines with Connectivity. His Deputy Mayor had also been arrested. The meeting was finished after a few more hours. Dozens of city officials had been arrested. Lash was massaging his head at this point, his hands were still covered in glamour so claws of darkness were shown to anyone looking. Achak requested for everyone to leave, he had to debrief Wraith. Everyone said goodbye, Bruce made a point to shake Lash's hand. As did Harvey Dent, and Captain Gordon. All the other people attending were to scared to get near him. Soon Achak and Lash were in the command room with a few other logistical personnel. Achak put a sound obstruction charm on the table, activating it. Then he leaned forward and holding his head in his hands.

“Fuuuuuuuuck!” Achak said, his voice rough, he was in desperate need for sleep. Lash cast his nature spells on not just him, but everyone in the tent. They all shuddered and gave a relieving sigh.

“I swear Warden Lash if you can put that into pill form, you could sell it for millions of dollars. The Fae Courts are not entirely sure what to do. HQ is both happy and upset by the turn of events. You are getting more spotlight then we would hope for. Your 'alien' persona is steering public eye away from super-natural's. But some of the more educated and connected are putting two and two together. Of course The Cultist of Ares are still running around so that doesn't help. But, you did your job! Kept the communities in the Narrows safe. They are alive because of you. We had no idea any of this shit was even happening. If you hadn't decided to patrol the Narrows on your own the whole place would have been destroyed.” Achak said, he was still tired but he was better.

“Can we use this chance to place our own personnel into the city officials?” Lash asked. Achak shook his head.

“Unfortunately no, its an old promise the super-natural communities made to the mundanes in power. We wont hold more then 20% of overall control in a city, county, state, or country. So, key positions only. But they never said anything about privately owned businesses. Technically we could get a super-natural into the Mayor office but they would have to run and be elected just like any one else. Which honestly terrifies me, I can just imagine a Blood-Kindred running for office and wining.” Achak said. Before pulling out his phone to reply to a few messages.

“I don't have much else to say except for my personal feelings, which are. Good job! My official report will be a little more critical and I'll have to say many un kind things about you. Don't take it personally. Thank you for your hard work. Go home! A full report and brief will be prepared for you in a few days. Oh! Recording your video actions is both a good idea, and a bad idea. Falling into the wrong hands. Bad. Getting it to the right people. Good. But you should be more mindful of what you show even to us. A few fae court officials might use it as ammunition against you. Live and learn right?” Achak said, then shook Lash's hand.

Lash left the tent still wearing his shroud. He walked through the field command base towards the edge of the bridge towards Gotham. People got out his way, he saw Booraku was by a car. The troll waved at him, but made a grimacing face then pointed towards a woman that was walking towards Lash. She was a stunning black woman, with close shaved black hair that worked very well for her. Piecing brown eyes, she was about 5' 1”, with beautiful hour glass figure. She wore dress business coat, white buttoned up shirt, black dress pants, and modest two inch heel shoes. She had military chain necklace on. Lash assumed her dog tags were under her shirt. He stopped and waited for her.

“Mr. Wraith? May I have a bit of your time? My name is Amanda Waller.” The woman said. -Ah fuck! Erik shouted.