Batman vs Boba Fett - The Battle

    Batman crouches inside the twenty-second level of a building under construction in the city of Gotham.  There is a loud roar and a rumble as the building shakes and dust falls from the ceiling.  Batman switches on his infrared vision and is able to tell there is a large source of heat now resting atop the building.  He sits silently; waiting in the darkness for whatever or whomever just sent all the dust into the air…
    Boba Fett lands Slave I atop a building in the city of Gotham and descends the ramp onto the rooftop.  He looks around, his scanners whirring with information about this new environment.  He picks up a life reading only five floors below, believing he has found his assassination target: the Batman…
    Batman knows that the city’s mob bosses hired a particularly deadly mercenary to hunt him down and kill him.  He knows little about his new opponent, though he heard his adversary’s technology might be even more advanced than his own.  Batman is not worried though; he does not fear this new enemy, knowing he has defeated many worthy opponents in the past.  Suddenly his infrared vision picks up a new signal descending through the building and he hears a roar of thrusters.  When it ceases, on the floor above him he can see the outline of a human figure, the heat of a jetpack still glowing on its back…
    Fett walks over to the staircase-to-be and looks down the twenty seven-story long hole.  He thinks about what the crime lords of the city told him about his prey.  He knows his target is unparalleled in hand-to-hand combat ability and heard stories of his lightning speed and brute strength.  His strategy is to not let the masked warrior get within physical striking range and to take him out from a distance.  He does not fear his opponent, but still fully respects the abilities he is rumored to possess.  He jumps down the hole, igniting his jetpack to slow him down and lands on the floor above his target.  The bounty hunter targets the vigilante in his helmet and raises his arm, taking aim at the floor directly above his target.  The missile fires and launches from his wrist, speeding towards the ground and exploding against the concrete just above Batman’s head…
    The streak of light seen through the infrared goggles alerts the Caped Crusader of what is about to happen.  The explosion shakes the building as Batman rolls and dives across the floor, away from the flying concrete that lands where he had only just been crouching.  He spins around onto his back just in time to see his adversary drop through the hole in the ceiling.  A barrage of fire issues from his gun and Batman rolls out of the way just in time.  He throws a Batarang that hits his opponent squarely in the face.  The clang of the thrown weapon on his enemy’s helmet echoes throughout the building.  Batman pulls out his grappling gun as he jumps back onto his feet and takes aim through the darkness…
    Fett recoils slightly from the clash of metal against his helmet.  He aims his blaster rifle once again and fires.  Just as he does so, he feels the pull of a rope around his feet as Batman dives out of the way of his shot again.  His world twirls as he falls to the ground and onto his back.  By the time he looks up, his adversary is already racing towards him.  He attempts to fire another shot as he rolls, but it soars just over his attacker’s head.  Batman flies through the air and his knees and arm slam against the ground where Fett had just been lying, cracking the concrete.  Sensing the next oncoming attack, Fett raises his arm to block Batman’s swing, but his blaster rifle takes the hit instead.  It is flung out of his grasp and across the floor, far beyond his reach.  Batman’s next punch hits him directly on the side of his helmet and the computer displays in his helmet flicker from the impact…
    Having delivered a powerful blow to Fett’s head, Batman raises his other arm to strike his opponent’s chest with the hope of cracking a few ribs underneath his body armor.  As his arm begins to come down, he feels a sharp pain on his side as he is knocked over.  As Fett’s knee had collided with his lower back, he simultaneously launched an explosive dart from his kneepad only inches from Batman’s armor.  As Batman takes the blow and rolls to a standing position he feels the burns now on his back singe with pain.  He grits his teeth, crouches down and reaches for his utility belt…
    Fett knows he has injured his opponent, but also knows it is not enough to give him any real advantage in the fight.  He springs to his feet and draws his blaster pistol with one swift motion.  He aims down the site and fires, again only just missing the other combatant.  Another shuriken comes flying through the air and this time manages to hit Fett in an area where his armor is not as thick.  It slices open the back of his gloved hand before hitting his wrist guard and bouncing off, sliding along the floor.  He drops his pistol as the blade slices his tendon, causing his finger to jerk.  Suddenly, a blast of light and loud bang go off directly in front of him.  His helmet is unable to compensate for the abrupt change of light quickly enough and his worldview becomes drastically brighter…
    The flash-bang grenade goes off exactly as Batman hopes and with his eyes covered, the grenade has no effect on him.  He raises his head to see his opponent look around, apparently dazed.  He does not know if his enemy’s helmet saved his vision from the blast, but he sees a momentary hesitation and rushes to take advantage of it.  Within a second he is leaping towards his opponent and delivers a flying kick into his chest.  Fett is hurled by the impact and slams against the ground, sent skidding across the cement floor.  Batman leaps forward again, hoping to strike his enemy with a more powerful blow in a less protected area.  Midway there, the man sprawled on the ground swings his arm up and sprays out a cone of fire.  Batman spins around, using his cape to protect himself from the flames.  The heat against his back is intense as the flames lick around him.  He tucks and rolls away to regain a better tactical position…
    The fire emitting from his wrist only just saved him and Fett realizes this fight needs to end quickly if he hopes to escape without any further injuries.  As his opponent retreats to outside the range of his flamethrower, he douses the erupting flames.  The bounty hunter returns to a standing position and for a moment the two combatants lock into one another’s gazes, as Fett’s vision returns to normal.  Each is completely still, waiting to see what the other will do.  Again, Fett raises his arm and fires a shot from the blaster mounted on his wrist gauntlet.  The first one blows a hole in Batman’s cape, but misses as he dives to the side. Fett’s next shot finally makes contact with his opponent.  The blast hits Batman in the shoulder and he stumbles backward slightly…
    The pain is intense as the shot connects with his shoulder.  His armor dampened the blast, but Batman understands his opponent’s technology is superior to his own.  These are no ordinary firearms he is fighting with.  Batman also knows that this is no ordinary assassin, but one much more skilled in the art of combat than is traditionally sent his way.  He grabs a smoke grenade from his belt and pulls the pin, dropping it at his feet as he spins around.  He sprints for the edge of the building at top speed and leaps off the edge into the night…
    The smoke grenade Batman laid at his feet does nothing to Fett’s view of him.  His helmet tracks him as he spins and begins running for the edge of the building.  Fett reacts with superb reflexes and begins sprinting after his opponent.  He watches as Batman hurdles off the edge of the building and begins to drop towards the ground.  Before Fett even reaches the edge, he sees Batman gliding away, his cape extended out like a hang glider.  As Fett reaches the edge and jumps outwards, he ignites his jetpack and instantly begins gaining distance on his opponent gliding away towards a lower rooftop…
    Batman is gliding silently through the darkness when he hears the roar of the jetpack again.  He judges the growing volume and turns sharply at exactly the right moment and watches his opponent zoom narrowly past him.  He looks sideways as Fett banks and turns towards him.  The bounty hunter raises his arm up again and fires several shots at Batman, who instantly folds in his wings, tucking into a dive for a few meters to avoid the shots.  Once again spreading his wings to continue to glide, Batman quickly looks around, attempting to relocate Fett.  The roar is suddenly in his ears as he feels the mass of a fast moving object strike him.  Fett has grabbed onto him and the combined weight causes the wings of his cape to fly upward like an umbrella in an intense gale…
    Fett clings to Batman from behind as the two freefall towards the ground.  Batman’s elbow slams into his side and the two begin to spin as they plummet towards the ground.  Fett slams his helmet against the back of Batman’s head and feels the vibration from the reinforced neck brace in the Batsuit.  He feels himself flung from Batman’s back as the fist flies next to Batman’s head and over his shoulder to collide with his own helmet.  Batman’s cape again goes rigid and fills with air, but the speed of the fall is too great for him to sufficiently slow down enough before smashing into the ground.  Boba reignites his jetpack and the intense power is enough to allow him to land squarely upright on the ground…
    Batman collides with the ground but has his fall broken by a parked car.  The roof slams inward and the windows shatter, sending shards of glass in all directions.  He groans in pain and can taste blood in his mouth.  He rolls over and sees Fett land gracefully across the street.  He quickly hops off the car and onto the pavement, feeling a throbbing pain as he does so in his ribs, at least one of which is probably broken.  His leg is also in pain, but he limps only slightly as he spreads his legs for balance.  He cracks his neck and moves into a fighting stance, waiting to see what his opponent will do next…
    Fett looks at Batman, knowing he must be in great physical pain and is impressed by his enemy’s resolve.  He stares for a moment to see if he can detect a weakness, but his opponent shows no signs of pain.  Fett locks onto the smashed car sitting behind Batman with his rangefinder and fires his homing missile mounted on his jetpack.  Batman looks up as it flies away from Fett’s back and spins down toward him.  He dives away from the car, but the size of the explosion flings him forward, slamming him onto his back and across the wet pavement…
    Fett takes a step toward his motionless opponent lying on the ground.  Suddenly, Batman rolls over and throws a line around Fett’s feet and pulls.  Batman sees his adversary’s feet fly into the air and watches as he slams onto the ground.  He then sends an electric current through the cord and Fett shakes violently from the shock and then goes limp.  Batman stands, wary in case his foe is playing a trick.  He stays crouched until enough time passes that he believes his opponent to be unconscious.  He pulls the handcuffs from his utility belt and steps toward the comatose figure.  As looks carefully once more to be sure this is no ploy, and begins bending over the body.  He clasps one wrist into the handcuffs and grabs the other…
    Fett lies silently motionless, pretending to be out cold as Batman locks the first cuff around his wrist.  Sensing his moment of opportunity as Batman reaches for the other, he swings his arm forward, grabbing Batman’s wrist instead.  He pulls the surprised vigilante towards him as he lifts his legs, still bound together, and drives a powerful kick into Batman’s abdomen.  He then swings his legs and hits Batman at the knees, knocking him to the ground.  Fett rolls the other direction as Batman stumbles and falls to the pavement.  Fett reaches down and pulls off the cord wrapped around his ankles as Batman recovers from the hit and is again on his feet…
    Batman reaches down and pulls from his belt an oddly shaped metal box.  He hastily unfolds it with expert hands into a gun shaped object.  He raised it at Fett, but holds his fire.  He squints at his enemy and speaks.
    “Leave now and no more harm will come to you; but stay and you will force me to break my only rule,” he says in a gravely voice.
    “You will die tonight.  You can be sure of that,” Fett replies.
    “There is no need for this fight.  I have no quarrel with you.  Why don’t we both just walk away?” Batman asks.
    “You cannot be serious?  You are nearly defeated.  I will have your head before the night is over,” Fett proclaims.
    “Fine!” yells Batman as he fires his weapon.
    Fett dives sideways as a blast of foam shoots past him.  He rolls into a crouching position and raises his arm to spray his flamethrower, but a blast of foam hits him directly in the chest, knocking him backwards with enough force to land him on his back once again.  Though Batman is slowed by his multiple injuries, Fett sees him quickly soaring through the air.  Fett extends the vibroblades from his wrist gauntlets and only narrowly blocks Batman’s spiked forearm from colliding with his face.  Their forearms locked together, Fett punches Batman in the gut and has the gesture immediately returned.  Fett rolls over, putting Batman on the bottom of the scuffle and slams his helmet into Batman’s face…
    The blow to his face jars the caped warrior and he feels his nose begin to bleed.  As Fett takes another jab at his torso, Batman reaches up and grabs his arm right on the bicep, stopping the blow from landing.  He then squeezes tightly and flings the mercenary off of him and against the parked car, causing the alarm to begin blaring.  He rises to his feet again just ahead of his opponent and delivers a powerful punch to the helmet of Boba Fett.  The blow actually lifts Fett off his feet and sends him crashing into the parked car again, his jetpack smashing the driver’s window…
    Reeling from the mighty blow delivered to his face, Fett looks up in time to see Batman’s leg coming in for a kick.  He catches the leg enough to slow the blow, but not to stop it and he slams into the car again.  He feels Batman grab his arm and swing him around.  The kick delivered to his back and the simultaneous pull on his arm force his shoulder to dislocate as he flies through the air and lands face first on the pavement.  The pain is incredible as the energy of hitting the ground shoves his joint back into place…
    Batman swoops down and grabs his opponent’s helmet and smashes the face into the ground repeatedly.  He hears the faceplate crack and then punches the back of his opponent’s head for good measure.  Suddenly, his opponent’s uninjured hand is reaching back and grasps his neck.  With surprising strength his foe pulls him forward, over his own head, landing Batman on his back.  He rolls over and still in the process of standing up, slams his body into Fett’s, sending them both hurtling to the ground…
    Slamming into the ground, Fett aims a punch at his face, but Batman’s agility allows him to counter the blow, grabbing Fett around the wrist.  Batman slams his arm down and Fett lets out a yell of pain as his adversary further strains his injured arm.  He sees Batman pull something from his utility belt and catches a glint in the moonlight as he raises it above him.  Fett reacts quickly enough and swats the tranquilizer dart from Batman’s grip.  He looks at the Batman through his cracked faceplate and swings his good arm up at Batman’s face.  As expected, his opponent catches his arm, but this time, Fett’s arm is strong enough to hold back Batman.  He struggles for a few seconds until his arm is perfectly aligned and then with a smile under his cracked visor, he unleashes a blast from his wrist-mounted flamethrower right into Batman’s face…
    For a second, he doesn’t know what is happening, and then he feels the intense heat and unbearable pain as the flames cover the unprotected part of his face.  He falls backwards onto the ground, clutching his charred flesh in anguish.  The fire must have damaged the lenses on his cowl too because his vision is completely warped.  He breathes and feels a sharp pain in his lungs and coughs.  He can taste blood and feels it wet his lips when he coughs.  He feels a spiked boot slam into his back where the explosive dart burned him previously and he recoils in pain.  He hears a cold voice speak to him and knows his enemy is standing next to him…
    “As I told you Batman, I would have your head before the night is over.  You were a worthy opponent, unmatched in physical combat, but alas, I am the better.”
    Fett stared down at his opponent, moaning in pain.  He held nothing against the man; in fact he admired him greatly.  He was a man with a strong sense of justice and an unshakable moral code.  Fett saw much of himself in the masked vigilante, though he did not understand his unwillingness to kill.  That is one difference that set them apart Fett thought, as he raised his weak arm, supported by the other, and pointed it at Batman’s head…
    Fett stands silently over the corpse of Batman, a smoking hole where only a second before his face had been.  Fett looks down at the corpse for a moment, his foot resting on his dead enemy’s chest.  He turns his head skyward as Slave I descends towards the street.  With a whoosh, the ship comes to rest on the asphalt street.  Fett grabs the body by the foot and begins dragging it towards the cargo hold doors as the ramp lowers with a hiss from the hydraulics.  Sirens are growing louder as the police draw nearer, but they are of no concern.  Fett knows he will be long gone when they arrive, on his way to claim the bounty for killing the Batman…