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Title:
Batman : Nightwalker

Nightwalker

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Title:
Batman : Nightwalker
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Edition:
First edition.
Publisher Info:
New York : Random House Children's Books, a divsion of Penguin Random House LLC, [2018]
Physical Description:
252 pages ; 24 cm.
Series:
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General Note:
"DC Comics"--reverse of title page.

"Batman created by Bob Kane with Bill Finger"--reverse of title page.

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Abstract:
"Before he was Batman, he was Bruce Wayne. A reckless boy willing to break the rules for a girl who may be his worst enemy. The Nightwalkers are terrorizing Gotham City, and Bruce Wayne is next on their list. The city's elites are being taken out one by one as their mansions' security systems turn against them, trapping them like prey. Meanwhile, Bruce is about to become eighteen and inherit his family's fortune, not to mention the keys to Wayne Industries and all the tech gadgetry that he loves. But on the way home from his birthday party, he makes an impulsive choice and is sentenced to community service at Arkham Asylum, the infamous prison that holds the city's most nefarious criminals. Madeleine Wallace is a brilliant killer . . . and Bruce's only hope. The most intriguing inmate in Arkham is Madeleine, a brilliant girl with ties to the Nightwalkers. A girl who will only speak to Bruce. She is the mystery he must unravel, but is he convincing her to divulge her secrets, or is he feeding her the information she needs to bring Gotham City to its knees?"-- Amazon.

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Summary

Summary

The new, eagerly anticipated BATMAN YA novel is an action-packed thrill ride that could only be penned by #1 New York Times bestselling author MARIE LU.

Before he was Batman, he was Bruce Wayne. A reckless boy willing to break the rules for a girl who may be his worst enemy.

The Nightwalkers are terrorizing Gotham City, and Bruce Wayne is next on their list.
The city's elites are being taken out one by one as their mansions' security systems turn against them, trapping them like prey. Meanwhile, Bruce is about to become eighteen and inherit his family's fortune, not to mention the keys to Wayne Industries and all the tech gadgetry that he loves. But on the way home from his birthday party, he makes an impulsive choice and is sentenced to community service at Arkham Asylum, the infamous prison that holds the city's most nefarious criminals.

Madeleine Wallace is a brilliant killer . . . and Bruce's only hope.
The most intriguing inmate in Arkham is Madeleine, a brilliant girl with ties to the Nightwalkers. A girl who will only speak to Bruce. She is the mystery he must unravel, but is he convincing her to divulge her secrets, or is he feeding her the information she needs to bring Gotham City to its knees?

In this second DC Icons book--following Leigh Bardugo's Wonder Woman: Warbringer --Bruce Wayne is proof that you don't need superpowers to be a super hero, but can he survive this game of tense intrigue, pulse-pounding action, and masterful deception?

Act fast! The first printing includes a poster of Bruce! Each first printing in the DC Icons series will have a limited-edition poster--collect them all to create the full image!

" The trickiest aspect of any Batman narrative is getting into Bruce Wayne's head, and [Lu] doesn't miss a beat. . . . An engaging character piece with enough Batman allusions to intrigue fans and newcomers alike."
--Kirkus Reviews

" A fast-paced story line , action-packed fight sequences, and hi-tech gadgetry expected from any Batman story make this a fun read with wide appeal ."
-- SLJ


Author Notes

Marie Lu received an undergraduate degree from the University of Southern California. Before becoming a full-time author, she worked for Disney Interactive Studios as a flash artist. Her works include the Legend Trilogy and the Young Elites series. Book 1 of her Young Elites (same name) series made the New York Times bestseller list.

(Bowker Author Biography)


Reviews 2

School Library Journal Review

Gr 8 Up-Bruce Wayne faces off against the Nightwalkers in this prose novel based on Batman. Bruce has just turned 18 and is now in full control of his family fortune. Graduation is around the corner, but interfering in a police matter gets him a community service sentence cleaning floors at the Arkham Asylum. There he meets the Madeleine, a member of the Nightwalkers, locked away in solitary. When Madeleine, who refuses to talk to the police, begins talking to Bruce about her gang, the police enlist his help in the investigation. Bruce is intrigued by the beautiful yet dangerous Madeleine. The Nightwalkers are taking out the city's rich and famous, and Bruce has just been added to their list. With the help of his friends, his company's technology, and a strong desire for justice, Bruce must save Gotham from the Nightwalkers. This work can be enjoyed by fans of Batman looking for more backstory as well as those unfamiliar with the Caped Crusader. The Nightwalkers, who use violence to spread their message, fit well as a villain group within the Gotham City universe. It is through his interaction with the Nightwalkers that Bruce realizes that he and his technology may be able to help the city in ways the police cannot. A fast-paced story line, action-packed fight sequences, and hi-tech gadgetry expected from any Batman story make this a fun read with wide appeal. VERDICT A first purchase for young adult collections.-Marissa Lieberman, East Orange Public Library, NJ © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.


Booklist Review

Lu (The Young Elites, 2014) continues the DC Icons series with this second installment; this time, the focus is on Bruce Wayne before he became Batman. Lu's take on the caped superhero imagines him as a restless high-school senior who happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time when he witnesses criminals escaping a crime scene and gives chase himself. Following his reckless (but ultimately successful) vigilantism, Bruce is sentenced to community service at where else? the infamous Arkham Asylum. Housed there among Gotham's roughest criminals is brilliant but troubled Madeleine, who makes Bruce question everything he thinks he knows about the nature of evil. Familiar faces will be welcome to Batman fans, but none stand out save for Madeleine. Even Bruce, from whose perspective the story is told, is somewhat bland. However, Lu excels at making action sequences come alive and feel immediate, and this latest is no exception. An action-packed thriller from one of YA's preeminent voices. HIGH-DEMAND BACKSTORY: Lu's a blockbuster in her own right; when combined with this high-interest series, she's unstoppable.--Kling, Caitlin Copyright 2017 Booklist


Excerpts

Excerpts

The blood underneath her nails bothered her. Cheap, stupid, useless gloves, the girl thought in annoyance. She had even worn two layers of them tonight, but a rare errant slash from the knife had sliced through both layers, and now the blood had gotten on her hands. Stupid. On any other night, she would have stopped and--carefully, methodically--scraped the scarlet flakes out from under her nails, one line after another. But she had no time right now. No time, no time. Moonlight cut across the floor of the mansion, illuminating part of the man's naked body. He bled strangely, the girl thought, compared with the others. The blood just pooled beneath him in a perfect circle, like a disk of smooth frosting on a cake. She sighed again and stuffed her canister of red spray paint into her backpack, then grabbed a few of the rags strewn on the floor. On the wall beside her was the symbol she had just hurriedly finished drawing. They had mistimed everything tonight, from the unexpected complications of Sir Robert Grant's security system at the entrance of the mansion to the surprise of him seeing them first instead of being sound asleep. They were running late. She hated running late. She hurried around the bedroom chamber, gathering their tools and stuffing them all into her backpack. The moonlight illuminated her features in regular intervals as she moved past the row of win- dows. Her mother used to tell her that she had doll-like features, had been doll-like since birth--large, liquid-dark eyes; long, long lashes; a slender nose and a rosebud of a mouth; porcelain skin. Her eyebrows cut straight and soft across her brow, giving her an expression that looked permanently vulnerable. That was the thing about her. No one ever saw what mattered until it was too late. Until their blood stained her fingernails. Her hair had come undone in all the rush, tumbling in a river of black over her shoulders, and she paused to whip it back up into a knot. No doubt a strand or two had come loose and were now ly- ing somewhere on the floor, leaving a clue for the police to follow. But no matter--if she could just escape from here in time. What a messy getaway, so uncharacteristic of her. I'm going to kill them, she thought bitterly. Leaving me to clean this up-- Somewhere in the night came the wail of sirens. She froze, listening intently. Her hand flew instinctively to rest on one of the knives strapped around her thigh. Then she started to run. Her boots made no sound--she moved like a shadow, the only noise being the faint bump of her bag against her back. As she went, she pulled her black scarf up across the bottom half of her face, hiding her nose and mouth from view, and fitted her pair of dark visors over her eyes. Through the visors, the mansion trans- formed into a grid of heat signals and green lines. The sirens were closing in rapidly. She paused again for a breath, listening. They came from differ- ent directions--they were going to surround her. No time, no time.  She darted down the mansion's staircase, her figure lost entirely in the shadows, then made a sharp turn at the bottom to head not for the front door but for the cellar. The security system had been rewired to seal the front door's lock from the inside, but the cellar was their getaway route, all alarms cleared and window locks ready for her command. As she reached the cellar, the sirens outside turned deafening. The police had arrived. "Window A open," she muttered into her mouthpiece. At the other end of the room, the rewired window unlocked with a soft, obedient click. The police would gather at the front and back doors, but they wouldn't think to look on the side of such a huge house yet, not without knowing there was a tiny window at ground level. She ran faster. She reached the window and started pulling herself up and through it, snaking her way out in the span of a second. On the front lawn, she could hear a police officer shouting into a mega- phone, could see the heat signals of at least a dozen guards in heavy body armor crouched around the mansion's perimeter, their faces hidden behind helmets and their assault rifles all pointed toward the door. She leaped to her feet in the darkness, pulled her visor up, and prepared to dart away. A blinding light flooded over her. "Hands in the air!" Several voices were shouting at her at the same time. She heard the clicks of loaded weapons, then the furi- ous barking of police dogs barely restrained by their partners. "On your knees! Now!" They had found her. She wanted to spit out a curse. No time, no time. And now it was too late. At least the others on the mission had already fled. For a fraction of a second, she thought about pull- ing out her knives and throwing herself at the closest officer, using him as a hostage. But there were far too many here, and the light had blinded her enough to make her vision inaccurate. She didn't have the time to make such a move without the police unleashing the dogs, and she had no desire to be mauled to death. So instead, she put her hands up. Officers shoved her hard to the ground; her face scraped against dirt and grass. She saw a glimpse of herself reflected in the police's opaque helmets, and the barrels of guns pointed directly in her face. "We got her!" one shouted into his radio, his voice hoarse with excitement and fear. "She's in custody! Stand by--" You got me, she echoed to herself as she felt cold cuffs snap onto her wrists. But with her cheek pressed against the ground, she still allowed herself a small, mocking smile behind her scarf. You got me . . . for now. Excerpted from Batman: Nightwalker by Marie Lu All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.