DC : Architect of Vengeance

The Batcave's armory section hummed as Bruce Wayne stood before a sealed vault. The reinforced titanium door bore no markings, no labels—just a single biometric scanner that recognized his palm print and retinal pattern.

Tim Drake finished loading his utility belt with specialized tracking devices and glanced over at his mentor's unusually solemn preparations. "You've been working on contingency plans for weeks. What exactly are we walking into?"

Bruce's jaw tightened as the vault door cycled through its security protocols. "The Architect isn't just another criminal, Tim. He can shapeshift, manipulate biological matter and even plant bombs inside them. Our normal arsenal isnt enough against him."

The vault door finally opened with a soft hiss, revealing a single suit suspended in the center of the chamber. Tim had never seen anything quite like it in all his years working alongside Batman.

The armor appeared to be constructed from overlapping plates of some dark metallic composite, with subtle blue undertones in the Batcave's lighting.

"Have you finally completed that?" Tim asked, his voice tinged with surprise. He had only glimpsed this particular suit once before, during a late-night training session when Bruce had been working on it.

Bruce nodded grimly as he approached the suspended armor. "It's specially designed to counter the Architect. That's all you need to know for now."

"What's it called?" Tim asked, unable to hide his curiosity. In all the years he'd known Bruce, the man had never been secretive about his equipment unless it was truly dangerous or experimental.

Bruce paused for a moment, his hand resting on the suit's chest plate. "Aegis Protocol."

As Bruce began the careful process of donning the specialized armor, Tim noticed details that set it apart from any Batsuit he'd seen before.

The armor's surface had a matte black finish that seemed to absorb light completely, creating an unsettling void-like effect. Crimson accents traced along the edges of each plate, pulsing faintly. The overall design was more angular and aggressive than Batman's standard suit.

"The armor is merely a prototype to guard against Architect's powers known so far," Bruce explained as the suit's systems came online.

Tim watched as the final components of the Aegis Protocol sealed into place. The finished result was both beautiful and terrifying—the armor transformed Bruce into something that seemed carved from shadow itself.

"Cool!!" Tim said.

"Lets go Tim," Bruce's voice now carried a deeper, more resonant tone from the suit's vocal systems. "But Tim—if something goes wrong during the mission, if I give you any order that seems out of character, you maintain distance and call for League backup immediately."

The weight of that instruction hung heavily between them. Bruce Wayne didn't make contingency plans for his own compromise lightly.

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Three hours later, Batman and Robin crouched on a wooded hillside overlooking the minimum security prison complex in Pennsylvania, their presence concealed by both natural cover and advanced camouflage technology. They examined the facility's layout through high-powered surveillance equipment.

"Perimeter security includes twelve guard towers, each with overlapping fields of fire," Robin reported quietly, "Motion sensors along the outer fence, thermal imaging, and what looks like some kind of experimental detection grid."

Batman nodded, his attention focused on the central administration building where Agent Crawford's credentials indicated Firefly was being held.

The Aegis Protocol's integrated systems were already mapping the facility in 3D, correlating architectural blueprints with real-time surveillance data to identify potential entry and exit points.

The armor's HUD highlighted structural weaknesses, guard patrol patterns, and electronic security nodes that could be used to infiltrate.

"Drones are in position," Robin confirmed, consulting a handheld controller linked to their aerial surveillance network. Six micro-drones, each no larger than a large insect, had taken up positions around the facility's perimeter. "We've got eyes on all major access points."

Batman studied the data streams on his heads-up display. The guard rotations were precise yet lax, the electronic systems ran on predictable cycles, and the facility's security was fragile.

"The Architect's ability is very useful to infiltrate secure locations without security," Batman said, more to himself than to Robin. "If he's already inside, we won't know until he wants us to."

The prison's main gate showed steady but minimal traffic—shift changes, supply deliveries, and administrative personnel following established protocols.

Everything appeared normal, but Batman had learned long ago that normalcy could be the most dangerous illusion of all.

"Thermal scans show approximately one hundred and thirty heat signatures inside the facility," Robin reported. "That matches the expected population based on official records. No obvious anomalies."

Batman's eyes narrowed as he considered the implications. One hundred and thirty inmates, plus guards and administrative staff. If the Architect had infiltrated the facility, he was surrounded by potential victims and human shields. The tactical situation could deteriorate rapidly once violence began.

"Communication blackout protocols are ready," Robin continued. "Once you're inside, I'll maintain surveillance and coordinate with local law enforcement if necessary. Emergency extraction routes are mapped and ready."

The Aegis Protocol's systems ran continuous diagnostics, ensuring that every defensive measure was functioning within optimal parameters. .

Batman activated his grappling system and checked the specialized equipment modules integrated into the suit.

"Robin," Batman said, "I'm going in through the facility's water treatment system. It's the only access point that bypasses multiple security layers simultaneously."

"Understood. What's the primary objective?"

"Crawford moved Firefly from maximum security in Blackgate to this minimum security federal facility. The transfer was illegal and puts Firefly within easy reach of the Architect." Batman paused, studying the prison complex one final time through his enhanced optics. "I need to establish a position inside and wait. We don't know when the Architect will strike, but when he does, I'll be there."

"How long could that take?"

"Days, potentially. But I also need to use Wayne Enterprises' federal connections to get Firefly transferred back to his proper maximum security sentence. That should remove him from the Architect's immediate reach." Batman's voice sounded grim. "If I don't report in within six hours, assume the worst and implement Blackout Protocol Seven."

Robin nodded grimly. Blackout Protocol Seven was Bruce's nuclear option—complete facility lockdown followed by League intervention. It wasn't a plan designed to save lives so much as prevent whatever was happening from spreading beyond the prison walls.

"Drone surveillance shows guard rotation beginning in seven minutes," Robin reported. "Window for water treatment infiltration opens in twelve."

Batman rose from his concealed position, the Aegis Protocol's servos adjusting smoothly to accommodate his movement.

"I repeat again, Robin—if you lose contact with me, don't attempt a rescue. Call the League and get as far away from this facility as possible."

"Batman—"

"That's an order." The electronic modulation in Batman's voice made the words sound final and non-negotiable. "The Architect has abilities we don't fully understand. I won't have another death on my conscience."

Robin watched as Batman moved toward the facility's outer perimeter, the Aegis Protocol's camouflage systems rendering him nearly invisible against the night landscape. Within moments, he had disappeared entirely, leaving only the faint electronic signature that confirmed his suit's systems remained active.

Through the drone network's cameras, Robin maintained visual contact as Batman approached the water treatment facility—a small concrete structure on the prison's eastern perimeter that processed groundwater for the main complex. The infiltration route would take him through underground maintenance tunnels directly into the facility's lower levels.

"Batman, you're clear for approach," Robin whispered into his comm unit. "No visible guards, electronic surveillance is cycling through a dead zone in thirty seconds."

The Aegis Protocol's response came through clearly despite the underground interference. "Acknowledged. Beginning infiltration."

Robin watched the facility's external lights flicker momentarily as Batman accessed the water treatment plant's electrical systems. The disruption lasted less than three seconds—barely enough time for anyone to notice, but sufficient for someone with Batman's skills to bypass the electronic locks.

The prison complex seemed to exhale in the darkness, its concrete walls and razor wire perimeter creating a geometric maze of shadows and blind spots. Somewhere inside those walls, Firefly waited—for punishment due.

Through his surveillance equipment, Robin monitored the facility's routine activities.

Everything appeared normal.

And that, Robin realized with growing unease, was exactly what made it so terrifying.

"Batman," Robin whispered into his comm unit. "Be careful in there."

Notes :

Suggest a better name for the suit if you do have one in mind.

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