The Batman vs. Dracula Page #2

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Rare instances have been documented

of a man who assumes the likeness of a bat,

in societies ancient as well as modern.

And I believe,

that while instilling fear by night,

these beings cloak themselves as

normal members of society.

Fascinating theory.

Bats are fascinating creatures.

As are you, Doctor.

If you'll excuse us, we've got to circulate.

Hmm, seems you've picked up

that he's my type, huh?

Tall, dark, and weird?

We spoke of my work, what of yours?

Research and development.

For instance, the Wayne Industries' SL5.

It's the most efficient technology to date

for collecting solar energy,

and storing it as true sunlight.

It's about time science did something

positive with the sun.

Hors d'uvre?

Beef steak tartare, exquisite.

I prefer my meat cooked.

Some garlic shrimp?

But you must, it really packs a punch.

Please excuse me,

I must find something with which to wash this down.

Bruce? Are you alright?

I'll be right back.

There's something I need to attend to.

Master Bruce.

I know the night is terribly alluring to you,

but Miss Vale is waiting for you.

Sir! Is everything alright?

Alfred?

I don't remember how I got out here.

Alucard.

Sir?

Master Bruce?

You freaked me out.

Looking for some munchies?

You there. Circulate!

Empty-handed?

This time I am out for blood.

Stipes! Mister Stipes.

Now what is wrong with this picture?

Correct. No cheese platter.

Which means you are headed the wrong way.

And look at yourself.

Was I not clear the first... Oh dear.

Oh, leaving before desert?

I have had my fill.

Though not of you.

When might I see you again?

Tomorrow morning.

On Gotham TV News.

Phew. Dodged that bullet.

Sorry Vicki, I'll be right back.

Master Bruce!

The mirror, he had no reflection!

Sir, did you hear me?

Pardon me. Thanks.

Whatever are you writing?

His name.

Alucard.

So it would seem

Gotham is not merely being visited by vampires-

But the king of all vampires.

Count Dracula.

On the bright side,

no corpses drained of blood have turned up.

Which means Dracula hasn't slained anyone.

Yet.

And the dark side?

If each of the lost ones in turn feeds on others-

Their numbers will grow exponentially.

Into an army of vampires.

Stopping Dracula won't be enough.

I need to rescue his victims.

All of them.

Before Gotham has a plague in its hands.

Rescue vampires, Sir?

Vampirism may be rooted in the supernatural,

but it infects blood.

And if it's transmitted like a disease,

there's a chance it can be treated.

We have the advantage

of the largest old-school medical library in Gotham.

Right here, under our roof.

Yes. And it's always an honor

to hunt for knowledge.

Especially when it is courtesy

of Doctor Thomas Wayne.

What is it about you that keeps me coming back?

Your boyish charm, hot bod, tons of money?

If only I were shallow.

There's something deeper,

bubbling below your surface.

It's not hard to imagine

why you're out to save the world

with science and all your charities.

The question is,

when will you let someone rescue you?

Vicki Vale.

What?

I'm on my way.

We just received exclusive

breaking news on the lost ones.

Vicki Vale is live on the scene

at downtown Gotham; here's her report.

Fancy that.

Two night owls on the same case.

You are meant for each other.

It seems Gotham PD may have new

information regarding

the mysterious disappearances.

Thanks to an eye witness who has this to say.

I saw what got the guy.

Saw it with my own two eyes.

It was a bat.

I saw a huge shadow of a bat-

As such, Gotham PD has concluded that perpetrator

behind these bizarre abductions is none other than

the Batman.

Well this could put a kink in the relationship.

It's way past your bedtime, Sir.

With more citizens vanishing every night,

all we know is that the shadow of the bat

now strikes fear not only in criminals,

but in the hearts of all Gothamites.

Mighty gracious of the Batman

to take all the blame for you.

Sucker!

You like? It's a plasma screen.

You know, as in blood?

Oh, the girl.

You have been in the grave a long time, Master.

Nice jugulars.

Even her name possesses a mysterious allure.

Vale.

I think it's time to seek my bride.

One of the first to vanish was a night watchman.

At Gotham Cemetary.

That seems as good a place as any

to catch a vampire.

And do know that the windows and doors

of Wayne Mansion are not

the only objects I enhanced with garlic.

It's him. The Batman.

Please, hurry. I don't want to be a lost one.

Attention all SWAT units.

We have a Batman sighting in the

vincinity of Gotham Cemetary.

Graveyards may not wash.

Not if vampires have an aversion to crosses.

So the folk tales are true.

There is another bat in Gotham.

Count Dracula, I presume.

A legend, you are apparently intimate with.

Don't flatter yourself.

We cast kindred shadows,

have you not seen the news?

I don't harm people.

You have no concept of the harm

of which I am capable,

if only because I really hate

to waste a life when it can be

spent in servitude to me.

Life, or living death?

To become vampire,

is to heighten all of one's senses.

To attain speed, strength, and immortality.

Dripping with garlic.

I shall most certainly steer clear of those.

Try as you may, you cannot outbat me.

Join me, Batman.

Join my legion of the undead.

Not interested.

Then I thank you for keeping my legacy alive

in my absence.

But now there is only room

for one Batman in Gotham.

You spurned my offer of eternal life.

The next time, we do not part

until maggots feed upon your flesh.

Al-fred...

Oh dear.

You!

Only a dream, Master Bruce.

Wish I could say the same about last night.

Dracula's stronger than the Batman in every way.

Physically, mentally.

I'm even being swallowed up by his legend.

Sir?

The more the Batman tries to protect Gotham,

the more Gotham fears him.

As if he were the son of Dracula.

Mustn't wake Master too early,

doesn't like the sun in his eyes.

Mustn't be late, he'll be hungry and cranky.

Hmm. Almost dark.

Huh, what?

You!

Everyone's so shocked to see me these days.

You, the fisherman who found me tangled in his net.

By the way, who knew electroshock therapy

could be so invigorating?

But that's all water under the bridge,

cause Joker's back from the grave.

Yeah, a lot of that going around.

Speaking of graves, Penggy,

might you be hiding buried treasure?

No! There's nothing in there!

Thought we were partners!

Some hideout you got here, Penggy!

Dripping with atmosphere.

I'm warning you Joker!

There's nothing here for you!

Ooooh, that is one fat looking vault.

No, Joker!

That's one good looking corpse.

Breakfast in bed, fresh squeezed.

You, want to give blood?

A break-in at the bank.

As you have more apocalyptic matters to attend to,

might you be leaving this one to the police?

It's a blood bank.

A bold finish of wild cherries, with a hint of oak.

Joker?

Undead and kicking!

Funny, you're my second Batman tonight!

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