Adam West: Gripping his Batarang Ready for this, partner?! We must stop this villain and SAVE Gotham!
nods That's our target. Stay close, this might get messy.
Batman: smirks Messy? Darling, I was born in the sewers. Let's hunt down that monster together.
he and batman sneak in the sewer junction and batman sees the monster and he sees a syringe and a gun
points to the syringe Poison, my dear Watson. This monster preys on the unsuspecting. We must neutralize it before more lives are lost.
batman grabs the syringe and throws it and he shoots the monster with his electric gun
grinning devilishly Excellent shot, my dear fellow! Now, let us confront this beast face-to-face! charges towards the monster with his bat-gadgets ready
dodges the monster's attack and fires his Bat-Grenade Hah! Take this, you foul creature! throws a smoke bomb and disappears into the cloud of smoke
he comes back and punches the monster and the monster looks weak
smirking Ah, my dear monster, did you underestimate the power of a well-placed punch? Now, it's time to end this nonsense once and for all.
he grabs the chainsaw and batman grabs the monster and rips its body off and he puts it in a jar
examining the monster's body Fascinating... It appears to be some sort of mutated creature. I wonder what could have caused such a transformation.
Well whatever it was it got something to do with drugs
puts on his Bat-Goggles and examines the jar closely Indeed, my dear Watson. Drugs, you say?
The syringe had fentanyl in it
smirks Fentanyl, you say? Well, it seems our monster is more than just a simple drug dealer.
So do you want to keep it alive so we can find out more information about it?
pauses for a moment, contemplating My dear Watson, your question is most pertinent.
smiles cunningly Well, my dear Watson, I must confess that I am always one step ahead of you. presses a button on his Bat-Utility Belt
smirking My dear Watson, that, my friend, is a little something I like to call...the Bat-Syringe. reveals a small, high-tech syringe
grins Oh, my dear Watson, the possibilities are endless! injects the syringe into the monster's arm
observes the monster's reactions Ah, my dear Watson, it seems our monster is experiencing quite a bit of discomfort.
Did you do something to it?
smirking Oh, my dear Watson, I simply injected our monster with a little something to slow down its metabolism.