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章 2: A Night With The Homeless In Gotham

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Chapter 2: A Night With The Homeless In Gotham

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"Well, I guess thank you for having me, and I'm Ian, just Ian."

Ralf took a bite from the apple in his hand before lifting it and saying, "Want a bite?"

"Nah, I'm not hungry, not yet at least."

"Well, this is your first lesson, be an opportunist. Take every opportunity before you no matter how small. That bite of apple could save your day someday.

I will also give you some extra advice if you stay here. Never ever argue with anyone, be a good boy. We have nothing to lose and everything to gain so we can really do anything."

"I see, I'll make sure to keep that in mind," Ian responded a smile was still on his face seemingly not bothered by the circumstances around him.

Ralf thought nothing of Ian's strangeness, he just assumed his wife was that much of a bitch that even such circumstances were acceptable for him.

Ralf raised his brows as he seized up Ian from top to bottom, then he pointed out something.

"You actually smell good as if you've just taken a shower. That probably won't matter that much, but you're also good-looking... Hmm.

I'll give you a week or two before you start to smell like the rest of us. Before that, keep a low profile else people will start eyeing you... For several reasons. Fitting in is another piece of advice for you."

"Do you usually help everyone like this?" Ian curiously asked.

"Sometimes, I've been there, I needed that help at one point, and someone did help, so I understand.

Anyway, follow me inside, you can stay in my place for a while if you can call it that." Ralf started walking inside the warehouse directly after saying that while stroking his long grey sticky beard.

As he had just said, it wasn't much of a place as much of a blanket spread in an area with a lot of garbage around.

"Oi, uncle Ralf, who's the new kid?" In Ralf's place were two people, both seem like middle-aged men, they look and smell just as bad as Ralf but that seemed to be the normality around here.

Ian also wanted to get more information first before doing anything else. He wanted to verify whether this is actually happening or he just had a concussion and he's actually lying in the hospital like always.

"Yeah, I'll just give him a place by the side there." Ralf casually responded. He seemed to be the boss of the place, not the warehouse but just this small corner.

"Then as we say to all newcomers, everyone here fetches their living for themselves, don't expect sympathy from anyone."

The other middle-aged man also added, "Also, did you get robbed? You seem fresh for a homeless."

Ian sat down on the blanket while answering, "Yeah, I kinda was robbed of my house and all of my stuff." He technically didn't lie.

The middle-aged man raised his brows, "Oh?"

Ralf then explained in Ian's place, "You know marriage problems, and perhaps divorce. The greatest legal robbery to ever exist."

"Oh, I understand." The two beggars eyed Ian with sympathy and understanding, "It happens to the best of us."

"I guess but I'm not worried, I rather see this as a fortune. I will surely make the best of it." Ian said while observing the surroundings, the people to be specific.

'It's all too real. I can feel pain clearly and everything I observed so far says that this is reality. I was never one to stay in disbelief for long, so I'll indeed make the best of it.

Most importantly, if I'm truly in the world I think I am, then the possibilities all endless, and if my gift works in here, then what lies before me is a magical adventure... I can't wait to let all my.'

His thought process was interrupted by one of the middle-aged men, "Right, surely everything is gonna be alright. That's what we all think before realizing the painful reality..."

"Enough of the gloomy talk. We'll stay together for a while so let me introduce you to each other. This is Ian and those two are mike and barney." Ralf interrupted them and said.

The three nodded at each other, then Ian said, "Do you have any recent newspaper? The one I have is quite old. Also, any spare shoes?"

"Quite the guy we have here huh, but here, these were my old ones so they're in a bad state," Mike said before handing him a pair of brown dirty shoes.

Ralf brought a newspaper from his large brown coat and handed it to him, "I just picked this one today, give it back when you're done with it."

"You're also keeping up with that bat shit? Crazy things happening in the world, ain't that right." Barney casually said while picking up a bottle of wine.

Ian smiled and nodded. He had already got the answer he wanted but still continued to read through the newspaper.

'I am really in a fictional universe... Just what the fuck is going on? I gotta say though, I'm already hooked, I very much like where this is going.'

As one may have already understood, he's quite the strange man with a strange gift. After all, he has seen and experienced things that are kind of magical, not as much as this but experiences that made him numb to certain emotions.

"By the way, have this, it's quite cold this time of day," Ralf said while handing him a brown sweater, quite dirty with a few holes.

Ian took it and wore it right away with no change in his expression which led Ralf to ask the question, "You don't seem bothered by all of this, used to such stuff?"

"Yeah, I've gone through worse. I like to camp outside and go adventuring in dangerous circumstances, so I've had to deal with a lot."

Ian started stroking his chin while saying so. He then said something strange, something that baffled the trio, quietly enough for only the three men to hear.

"Want to rob a store and get some cash?" He said casually as if it's the easiest thing to do.

"What nonsense are you speaking? Want us to get shot?" Ralf responded, apprehension apparent in his voice.

One might think that it's easy to do such a thing in a corrupted city but it's the opposite.

You'll likely face a corrupt cop, and they'll likely shoot you down without a second thought before taking their 'service fees' from the store manager.

There are so many possibilities on how things would go and death is many of them. To a certain extent, meeting Batman is a fortune, he'll at least leave you alive.

Ian released a small smile, "You said it yourselves, we have nothing to lose. If we get shot down then whatever. Think about it, why take a bite of the apple when we can take a box of apples for ourselves.

Are you willing to stay like this forever just waiting for opportunities to get to you? Let's create them ourselves."


章 3: Initiation Of The Petty Thieves

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Chapter 3: Initiation Of The Petty Thieves

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Are you willing to stay like this forever just waiting for opportunities to get to you? Let's create them ourselves."

The three were a bit stunned by his words for a bit though Ralf, the experienced old man got his wits back together, "That... is actually very convincing, but..."

The other two were also hesitating, so Ian gave them one last push, "It's okay, take your time. Just know that I have a plan, and when you're prepared to hear it, let me know."

They really had nothing to lose. They were like broken dolls, just doing what they were programmed to do but will jump on the first opportunity to become more than that.

Ian's confidence certainly helped in convincing them more, but... At the end of the day, they've only met him today.

Silence returned to the area, most of the homeless were already asleep, and the ones that weren't were silent.

It wasn't long before the group went to sleep, including Ian. In the most rundown place of the city, near the sewers, things were strangely peaceful. Everyone was just trying to live.

They spread around the city in the day, scavenging for something to eat and anything useful. Some never come back, and Ian came to know why.

Gunshots sounded as Ian and the group scavenged in an isolated alleyway. It was far away, and the three men were used to it, so they had little to no reaction.

"You seemed confident yesterday, you have experience?" Ralf asked, quite curious.

"Nah, not really, never needed to rob anything, but I am sure things will work out just fine."

Ralf shook his head at that, 'Perhaps I gave the kid too much credit, he's very impulsive.'

"Why are you doing nothing? Do you think we'd think what we find, go on and look for food or something." Barney reprimanded Ian who was just standing there and watching them.

"I'll be on my way and look for food somewhere else, see you guys at night." He left directly after that while the trio just shook their head, thinking the same thing, 'Kids these days.'

Ian started just walking aimlessly though he had a goal in mind. He just headed into what he presumed to be the more wealthy part of the city.

He wasn't specifically an anomaly there as he could see beggars basically everywhere, especially in this part of the city. Moreover, one would have to take a very close look to see his homeless statue.

He went to one of the large supermarkets there, and no one paid much attention to him as he just entered and started going around the place.

Somewhere on the way, his dirty shoes disappeared. He walked into the shoe section and picked up two different pairs of shoes.

He hastily put one pair on then slowly started trying out the other pair. He put it back in its place, and now he has new shoes.

He of course made sure he wasn't caught by the camera, and he did a similar thing when getting a shirt and a sweater.

There were a lot of people in the supermarket, but no one really paid attention to him. It's really that easy to steal things, people just don't pay attention.

Ian started casually walking out though he made a stop next to one of the workers and asked, "Hi, I'm curious, is there a sales day, it's my first time in here."

"There is but on Saturday. Some products are always on sale so check them out. Also, their price won't change even on the sales day but most other products' price will go down." He seemed well versed in the craft as he responded naturally.

Ian smiled and said, "Nah, I will just come back on Saturday."

Then he just walked out, leaving the worker muttering under his breath, "Cheap fuck." Oh if only he knew.

Ian wasn't done as he went on a stealing spree of food though he remained a bit cautious, he knew that luck was on his side. It has always been on his side except for it when it wasn't.

He then headed back to the warehouse by evening. He had to ignore most of the beggars there giving him some strange looks, he did look as fresh as fuck with the new clothes... He doesn't fit in.

Most however retracted their glances after seeing him joining Ralf's group, the latter was an influential figure among the homeless.

"W-where did you get those? The wife took you back? but if so, why come back here?" Barney was the first to ask, unable to hold his curiosity.

"Nah, I just stole them, It was actually quite easy. I expected something to go wrong, but here I am."

Ian responded while opening the black plastic bag in his hand. He picked up two apples, an orange, and a piece of bread from it before giving the bag to Ralf, "Here, split them between you all."

Ralf hastily took the bag and took a look at what was inside, "You stole all of this??" To which Ian nodded.

Ralf started eyeing his surroundings directly after, noticing several of the beggars watching them, "Barney, Mike bring the metal poles."

The duo instantly got to action as they started looking through the garbage next to them, pulling four rusty poles.

They placed them in the center of the group, ready for if anyone tries anything, and only then did they start devouring the food like they've been starving for months.

Ralf took a deep breath afterward, "What's your plan?"

Ian finally smiled and glanced at Mike and Barney. The two hesitated for a bit before nodding.

"Well, it's quite simple, but I'll have to get you all some new clothes. Also, Barney and Mike, you two will have to clean yourselves up."

And so he did, he was more cautious this time and went to different supermarkets, but he got what he wanted.

Only a few days passed before the group started their new adventure. They could be seen in a certain street, spread out. Their goal was a small store, a good store chosen by Ian as the goal.

Barney was on the other side of the street, hiding while keeping an eye on the store. Once the opportunity arose, he starts signaling for someone to take action.

That person or persons were none other than Ian and Mike who hastily started running towards the store with a mask on, and Barney also followed after them.

They were many people in the streets, and they knew they'll probably inform the police, so the group had to act quickly.

They chose the exact moment the shopkeeper or manager was out of his cage to go in.

Gotham is extremely dangerous so shop owners made such percussions, an anti-bullet plastic barrier isolating them from the visitors.

The group had to wait for an opportunity for several days to take action. Ian used it to put a knife to the worker's throat and said, "Make a move, and you're dead. Just do exactly as I say."

His tone was calm and collected, leaving the victim to believe he's experienced, so he did follow his instruction.

Neither Barney nor Mike spoke a word. They just collected a few expensive things from the store before collecting the money while Ian looked through the shopkeeper's desk, and just as he expected, he found a gun in there, 'A Glock huh, very nice.'

Ian then calmly used it to knock out the shaking store worker.

The group swiftly ran out of the store then directly to an alleyway not far away, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief not seeing any cop close by.

They ran until they reached their destination, an old man was lying there with his extremely long greasy beard lying on the ground next to a rusty shopping cart with a lot of garbage inside.

He was the old Ralf. None spoke a thing, they just started taking their clothes off as under them were another different set of clothes.

Ian's clothes were that of a dirty beggar while Mike and Barney were clean. They put everything they stole, their mask and clothes deep in the shopping cart beneath all the disgusting garbage.

Then Barney and Mike started walking out of the alley to the street from another exit while acting just like normal friends, joking and talking to each other.

Ian on the other hand covered himself with a dirty brown coat after spraying a bit of dark chocolate on his face and dirtying his hair a bit. He then slept next to the old man, "Well, good night old Ralf."


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