(F/N) is climbing the apartment, he slowly moves across the ledge, he is moving slowly towards the window, he can hear Zsasz talking to the hostages.
"This is taking too long, Batman is wasting my precious time. I guess I have to start marking. How about.... the kid!"
"NO! ARNOLD!" The mother screamed, the mother and father were tied up in a chair.
"YOU BASTARD! DON"T KILL OUR SON!" He yelled.
"I'm sorry, but I have to start somewhere." He gives a sadistic smile.
(F/N) hearing enough, he opens the window, he climbs through and slowly takes out his pistol.
"A breeze? Ah Batman! Just in time-" He sees (F/N) pointing his pistol at him.
"Drop the knife." He said in a calm voice.
"You're not Batman." Zsasz said.
"Do I look like Batman?"
"I guess I have to kill the child then." Zsasz raises the knife.
"Add this to your marks." (F/N) said.
BANG
BANG