Regrets, Batman Tries Too Leave

*** This is a alternative timeline, meaning these events do not affect the story in any way its more a what if?***

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Batman stood their confused on what he just indulged. "What the hell have I done" he thinks too himself standing their frozen, in shock and disgust.

He quickly zipped himself up in his batsuit, tucking his cock away.

Fisk lounged back in the leather sofa, puffing on a cigar. "Going somewhere?" He asked with a laugh.

"This ends here Fisk, this was a mistake." Batman replied with a deep voice.

Before Fisk could react, Batman fired a grapel through the open balcony window, he launched himself out the balcany window and into the streets of Atlantic City.

Fisk watched Batman vanish into Atlantic City his facial expression shifted from amusment too cold fury "Youll regret running." Fisk mutterd as he tapped into the penthouse security footage.

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As Batman changed into civillian clothes he was now walking around as Bruce Wayne, his phone notified him, it was Alfred sending through a message.

The text message read "Master Bruce I saw this video earlier and I'm sending it too you, it is a bit disturbing."

Batman opened the video that Alfred sent him. The video redirected Bruce too Fucagram, an anoymous account uploaded the footage of Fisk and himself fucking the hotel staff member.

Bruce freaked out sweat dripping off his forehead. By the morning the news outlets GNN, Daily Planet, NY Times and others shared the story of Batman and Fisk.

Gotham ran into chaos the Justice League comms blew up, the public was dovided some saying it was fake others celebrating in the fall of hero. Conspiracy boards where also going crazy.