[Western Crossover] Watchdog

On the night of the full moon, amid the mournful howls of mad wolves and rabid dogs, Batman watched the beast in a white lab coat raise its head from a field of blood and severed limbs. Its glowing green eyes held no trace of emotion. The Joker died in the jaws of the wild beast, leaving no remains.

Atop Arkham's towering clock tower, a girl in a blood-red cloak asked, "What are you looking at?"

The knight who had become the embodiment of vengeance replied, "Death."

"You know, death has never been the end."

"I know. It will be the beginning of fear."

Beneath the pitch-black night sky, an owl silently spread its wings and followed the blood trail, secretly watching the oblivious Robin. Its talons reflected the pale moonlight as they crept out from the inky darkness, poised to strike. And the hungry wolf lurked behind it, slowly opening its cavernous jaws.

Silly blurb:

Raventon: Say it again: it's Rambole, not Rambo, and definitely not Lamborghini! Don't add extra letters to my surname! And I'm not a dog! I have a proper medical license!

Bruce: Sure thing, Sylvester Stallone. No problem, Sylvester Stallone.

Red Hood: You quack, I can't believe I trusted you!

Batman gave a grim sneer: Heh. Stupid dog.

Male lead is the pursuer. The protagonist is a werewolf, literally, and the love interest is Batman. Max-level protagonist, feel-good power fantasy, showing off, cheat abilities, silly elementary-school writing. The original work has been heavily altered, and characters may be out of character. Read with caution. No chapters stockpiled, updates whenever, and may be abandoned at any time! Enter at your own risk!

Theme: Being a doctor in Gotham is really hard