Snippet #2385895

He had spent the night atop the building and awoke to the sun streaming over his face. He grunted, sitting up from his uncomfortable spot on the roofs ledge. Well, he hadn't fallen off, guess that was saying something. The Flash looked towards the rising run and smirked, standing up and stretching. After cracked a few joints, he sped off the top of the building and appeared again on the street.

People jumped at his sudden appearance and he waved happily at them, looking around for a place to stop for breakfast. A couple citizens tried to come up to him, but he was already gone. The bakery he stopped at welcomed him with excitement, even giving him his meal for free. He thanked the owner and left with a grin at his bag full of free bagels. He had been hoping for some free food, cause he didn't really have anywhere to put his wallet in his skin tight suit.

He killed the rest of the day atop the buildings, following police sirens when they went by to see the problem. There was one fire that he was able to evacuate the people inside the building for, and a couple shoot outs in the lower districts. Barry was able to entertain himself the whole day with the cities criminal activities, which were a lot more frequent then Central City. It was no wonder the Bats was such an uptight guy.

When dusk fell, Barry readied himself for another night of following the police around town. He devoured a massive meal at a little deli before they closed, then went and hung out by the police station. After a few hours a group of Gotham Cops came out of the building, hurrying to their cars. Barry overheard them discussing a 'vigilante' and he had no doubt in his mind who that was. He grinned and stood to follow the cops.

They arrived at the docks just as a massive and strange black car flew by in the opposite direction. Barry watched it go by for a milisecond, his mind registering it was Batmans car just as it passed him. He turned and ignored the screech of the cop cars as they tried to follow the black Batmobile. The Flash sped off after it, dodging the spikes he sent flying all over the road by leaping over them and the car. A couple of the police cars could be heard crashing behind, but Barry could hear a few still following.

He grinned, deciding he would help the Bat out a little. Barry veered off to the right, going in a tight circle around the cops before leaping and landing on the hood of one of the cruisers. The police inside screamed and spun his wheel to the left, hitting another on one of the cop cars are sending them both into the side of a building. Barry leapt from the hood just in time and landed on the third and final one, his feet leaving a dent in the roof from the impact. He smashed his fist though the cruisers roof, and grabbed the cops head, slamming it against the left window. With the dispatched easily, Barry left the scene as in a blur of red and caught up with the Batmobile just as he as turning a corner.

The Flash leveled himself with the drivers side window and slowed to match Batmans speed, then rapped on the window. He grinned and offered a pleasant wave, then mimed rolling the window down so they could talk.