[ EU ] Wayne Enterprises goes bankrupt , forcing Batman to pursue justice through more economical means .

The outfit had changed considerably. Gone were the high-tech polymers and flashy gadgets. Gone were the electronics and the enhanced biometrics. Gone was the belt. 
 
 It had only been a months since Wayne Enterprises was forced into bankruptcy by LexCorp and its subsidiaries, but Bruce Wayne had already been forced to change considerably. Batman, even more so. 
 
 As he prowled the streets and rooftops of Gotham, the Dark Knight now wore a more traditional outfit that mirrored the garb of the League of Shadows. The only part of his old outfit that was left untarnished by a month of Hero work was his elbow-high gauntlets, though a few of the spikes had dulled. 
 
 He still wore the mask ( He had plently of replicas left in storage ). The people of Gotham still needed their symbol after all. He had law enforcement-grade tasers attached to his gauntlets for extra shock, but that was the extent of his gadgetry. 
 
 On this particular night, a group of thugs had decided to rob the local pawn shop. Bruce had been watching from the rooftop. One had a shotgun. He had to be the first to go. The second one had a pistol, he had to go down just as fast. The third was a shaky fella, unarmed. He could wait. 
 
 As the three hoodlums exited the shop holding bags of cash and jewels, the Batman jumped down from the roof and landed behind them. As expected, the first one raised his shotgun, but before he could think, Batman had broken his left femur with a swift kick. The second one raised his pistol, but a quick sweep of the feet had him on the ground just as fast. A jab to the face and he was out as well. 
 
 As Batman turned to meet the last assailant, he was met, to quite his surprise, with the end of a revolver. The third thug had a weapon after all; and it was pointed right at his chest. 
 
 Calmly, the Batman walked right up to the shaking thug and pointed at his own chest. 
 
 `` Do you know how many bullets I've taken? If you think that'll kill me, then fire. The first thing that falls will be your limp body.'' 
 
 The thug dropped his gun and bag and started to run. In a blur, almost simultaniously, Batman grabbed the thugs arm and sent him enough volts to knock him out. 
 
 That was a close one, thought Batman. He looked at the squirming individuals below him. The way he dealth with him was a bit harsh, he supposed. But greater danger meant a firmer hand... and a darker knight.
