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  1. Bruce glared at the enemies surrounding them. "No....we'll all go together. This is no time to get picked off one by one." Bruce slammed his fist down on a a nearby table, causing the floor to sink in and form a slide underneath their feet. The top of the chute clicked, locking it as it closed off the Talons from using it.They found Alfred with a knife in his shoulder, holding up a large rifle which smoked with recent use, and a downed Talon laying on the floor, dead from a slug wound."Alfred are you OK!?" Bruce rushed to his friend's side."I've had worse from better people. I was in the military remember? I'm no stranger to wounds, especially trifling ones such as this." Alfred managed a smile to everyone.As much as Bruce hated guns, he couldn't help but be thankful for them in the moment. He grabbed the downed Talon's arm and took the gauntlet on his arm, opening it to reveal a microchip. "Lets get into the armory, bring that rifle just in case." 

     

    Alfred nodded and Bruce led them to a large metal pair of double doors. "Master Bruce! They're coming through the tunnels!" Alfred pointed to an enormous flock of Talons flying on wings attached to their suits, they were getting closer and closer. The downed Talon rose and chuckled behind them, Alfred looked fearful. "I shot him in the face...it went through...how is he still-" 

     

    "Alfred, don't slow down!" Bruce and Alfred pushed open the large door to the armory, and once everyone was inside they shut it behind them, just as the Talons landed and rushed the door.Bruce initiated the lockdown, and handed the computer chip to Alfred. "Try to find out if they have a weakness...and how they're able to survive almost anything." Alfred insered the computer chip into the computer in the armory, and a scan of information popped up. "Judged on their body chemistry, they're not even alive, they can't be called alive by any stretch of the imagination. Its showing some sort of regenerative compound in their blood, which judging from this is heat sensitive." Alfred turned to see Bruce already in his batsuit, just clipping his utility belt on."Then drop the temperatures in the batcave to sub zero.g." "But Master Bruce those temperatures if you're going out there, won't only affect-" Alfred began."That's why," Bruce said as he backed into the wall, which opened up and began to automatically put him in a giant batsuit which looked like it was designed for utter war. "I've got this beauty." 

     

    Batman turned to the trio, "Don't suppose my alternate self gave you three batsuits as a sort of gift? If he...or I did, which honestly that sounds like me, put them on now and they'll automatically heat up your bodies once that kind of freezing temperature hits you."

     

    The Talons could be heard mocking them from outside, "You can't hide forever little Bruce! That's what Waynes always try to do but its no use! So go on and..open...up?"

     

    To the Talons shock the doors did open up.

     

    And before them was a gigantic Batman Battle Suit. "Get the hell out of my house.."Alfred's voice could be heard in their ears, "My god...this is a list. A list of targets for them, and nearly every public figure in Gotham is on it." "Commissioner Gordon, Mayor Hady...they're going to kill everyone who has shaped and does shape this city." Alfred said fearfully."Put the call out, I want the Justice League and everyone else informed." "Yes sir...I will." Alfred said, still fearfully.Batman looked at the Talons and grinned from within his helmet, "Come on! I'm right here!" 


  2. When all the commotion was over, and the guests had left, DIck, Damien, and Tim had gone out on patrol for the night, Bruce went down to the Batcave with the others and sat before the computer system.

    The recording of the assassin was being replayed, "Computer, run voice analysis. ...Lets see who you are." Bruce said.

    The computer played the recording again, and announced there was no match found against current known criminals.

    "Run again." Bruce said as Alfred came in with a tray of snacks and tea, with enough for the boys too.

    "I'll leave this in arms reach I suppose." Alfred sighed.

    Alfred sighed again, "If I may say so sir. The morning before last I came across an article in the Gazette that said recently scientists in Germany have discovered that most bats depend on sunset for long distance navigation." Alfred said and continued.

    "Which is to say they need to experience twilight to calibrate their internal compass. Which is to say, that bats need a little sunlight to be able to fly straight." Alfred said, clearly teasing Bruce in his own way, about him rarely getting out before dark.

    "I know plenty about bats Alfred, tell me what you know about owls." Bruce asked.

    "On the recording, I managed to pick up the assassin murmuring about how much he 'loved killing Waynes.'" Bruce said.
     

    "No Wayne in the last fifty years has died suspiciously to my knowledge sir, other than your parents of course." Alfred said.

    "I know, but whoever this guy is...he wants me to believe he's not just some assassin, but he's The Talon." Bruce said, handing Alfred a throwing knife engraved on the handle with a shiny bronze owl.

    "The Talon? From the Court of Owls folktale?" Alfred said, taking the knife.

    "Except he wants me to believe they're real, that some secret organization has been secretly ruling Gotham from the shadows since colonial times." Bruce said.

    "So I'm guessing the Wayne killing line he said, involves some incident from the past. So again, what do you know about owls?" Bruce said.

    "Common trivia, they're carnivorous, they're natural predators of bats..." Alfred said, inspecting the knife.

    "Though....your great great grandfather, Alan Wayne...near the end of his life suffered from aggressive senility." Alfred said.

    "So I've heard." Bruce answered.

    "Yes but he supposedly developed a particular obsession with owls..." Alfred said.

     

    Alfred began to quietly recite the supposed folktale, "Beware the Court of Owls that watches all the time, Ruling Gotham from a shadowed perch, behind granite and lime. They watch you at your hearth, they watch you in your bed. Speak not a whispered word of them, or they'll send the Talon for your head." Alfred finished.

     

    "He suffered from severe paranoia, claimed the owls were conspiring against him. My father told me he even boarded up his windows for fear one night the owls would come for him." Alfred said.

    "But even so, he soon became gripped with the fear that they were roosting in his walls...watching him." 

    "But his death..." 

    "No you're quite right, he began running through the streets and fell into an open manhole to the Gotham sewer and drowned." 

    Bruce and Alfred after that went up to the library in the manor, to do some research. 

     

    Unknown to them, minutes before, a man in a white mask was sending an army of Talons throughout Gotham.  "Tonight we will not only kill our enemies, but we shall take back our city!" 

    "We will take back our KINGDOM!" 

    "Now go! Go and take Gotham city!" The army of talons swooped off the balcony and glided into the city on their wings.

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    "By endurance we shall conquer! Fortitudine vincimus!" The man in the mask shouted out to the heavens.

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    Alfred grabbed Bruce's attention as they heard a thump in the depths of the house. "Master Bruce--" 

     

    "I heard it, someones trying to get in." 

    "Get to the cave, I'll take care of the intruder!" Bruce said, running off towards the noise without his batsuit or weapons...just his skills.

    "I have the earpiece and lens, help me from down there, Alfred...go!" 

    As Bruce rushed through the house, they heard Alfred's voice in their head. "I'm in position, and I'm picking up intruder signals all around the manor, but they're not making sense...the pulses are.." 

    Just then an assassin dressed the same as the first one, burst through the wall, having an clawlike metallic arm. "Bruce Wayne, the court of owls has sentenced you...to..." 

    Before the assassin could finish he got hit on the head by a wooden banister ripped from the staircase by Bruce, "Yeah yeah I got it the first time!" 

    "Haha seems you have some moves Mister Wayne..but so do I!" The Talon snarled kicking at Bruce with a knife from the toe of his boot.

    "Maybe so, but yours went out of style TWO HUNDRED YEARS AGO!" Bruce kicked the Talon in the jaw, knocking him out for now.

    More glowing yellow eyes appeared out of the darkness in the next room, "Alfred..I need their positions!" 

    "I'm trying sir, but...but they're all around you! And there are so may others!" Alfred said worriedly.
     

    "And they're getting into the house from all sides!" 

    They heard Alfred go quiet, and a soft 'hoo hoo' coming from over the earpiece.

    "Alfred! Come in Alfred!" Bruce cried out into the earpiece.

    They heard the sound of a shotgun firing over the earpiece from the batcave then.


  3. "Whats a Xe-ah-snort?" Tim asked.

    "Yeah...I'm his son. Pleasure to meet you!" Damien said politely.

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    Once they were in the party room, Bruce gave a speech about how with other's help he could change this city for the better, presenting a hologram of Gotham with three new buildings that touched the sky.

    Once that was over Bruce and the trio were approached by an Alfred who was not nearly as old as the previous one, who quietly said to Bruce. "Very good Master Bruce, inspiring and thorough. Though you failed to mention any of the new Bat-bunkers you may very well be installing in those new skyscrapers." 

     

    "Must've slipped my mind." Bruce replied.

    That was when the window behind the podium where Bruce had gave his speech shattered into thousands of pieces, and a man dressed in all black lunged through. 

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    The figure spoke directly to Gordon of all people. "James Gordon...the Court of Owls has sentenced you to die." 

     

    Throwing a knife that lodged itself in Gordon's chest, Gordon fell to the floor, bleeding as the guests panicked. 

    Grabbing the dark figure in a headlock, Bruce attempted to crush his windpipe. 

    "What the....it only takes eleven pounds of pressure to crush a windpipe. I'm using a hundred and this freak's not hurt at all. Some kind of drug, a new kind of venom?" He murmured to himself, just as the assassin stabbed two knives into Bruce's sides.

    As Bruce staggered back, the hooded figure spoke again. "If you interfere with The Court, you will die as well." 

    Raising a knife to stab Bruce again, the figure found a hole in his mask blown through, as Gordon weakly shot him in the back of the head.

    The figure stumbled and fell to the floor.

     

    With all the guests gone, a heavyset man wearing a brown trenchcoat and matching hat burst into the room, gun drawn. "What the hell's going on in here!? We're gettin' reports of some kinda freakshow throwin' knives!" Harvey Bullock shouted, two beat cops flanking his sides.

    Gordon grinned weakly, "You're a bit late Harvey..." 


  4. Both of them turned around, "Hey how'd you get in-" Dick started to say."They're not lying." Bruce said, calming down Grayson.

    "How do you know?" Dick asked."Remember that time when we got thrown into an alternate dimension? This kinda thing isn't exactly uncharted territory for us." "We'd better get going, the guests will be here any minute." Bruce said."Should I uh...hook our new friends up with some tuxedos?" Dick asked."I almost forgot about that." Bruce said as he pressed a button on the computer and all the boys' clothes changed to fancy tuxedos. "This'll have to do for you three. Sorry....don't have any extra, but thankfully nobody will know the difference." Bruce said as he led the four of them out into the foyer."So how'd I do as him?" Dick asked."Are you asking me if you were convincing as a homicidal maniac?" Bruce asked."Suppose I am." Dick answered."You did fine," Bruce smirked."Score one for Alfred's school of acting." Dick said.The door to the foyer opened and there stood a small boy who very closely resembled Bruce, and a slightly taller boy. "Finally." The smaller boy said, and began messing with his tie uncomfortably."Facial recognition go." Bruce said, and suddenly bits of information on the three boys appeared in front of the trio's faces.The boy with the small younger kid was named Tim Drake, it said he was the former Robin and current Red Robin for a group called the Teen Titans.The smallest boy's info said he was Damien Wayne, and he was the current Robin.Dick's info came up that he was a former Robin and currently a hero called Nightwing.

    "Tell me he's not using facial rec for the party." Tim groaned."The party? He's using it to remember who YOU are, Drake!" Damien replied."And....zing!" Dick joked.


  5. Bruce smiled and gave them the orbs, "Have fun boys, see you again someday." That was when they all felt their vision begin to blur at the edges, and Bruce and his cave got further and further away until they found themselves going down a tunnel.Visions filled their head, they saw someone being born on a distant planet, being put in a small space pod, they saw the father of the alien boy talking to his child. "Go my son, the hopes and dreams of Krypton travel with you." 

     

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    They saw a police conference with a young Jim Gordon, his hair and facial hair were ginger...not the old man they knew from the other world. In the police conference, there were several artist depictions of what the Batman as they called him, looked like.Most of them were dead wrong, depicting him more as a humanoid bat creature than anything else.A man sitting in front of the crowd of cops next to Gordon, spoke up, it was clear he was pretty shaken. "I'm telling you! Its not human! One of the felons I was apprehending shot it point blank range and it passed right through it! It shot these claws at the felons, and they were paralyzed! But it didn' go after me! It singled me out! It chose me!" 

    ---That was when they found themselves in the batcave, this one was a lot bigger than the one they were used to. It had a sleek look to it, There was a circular area with five different batmobiles on it. None were like the tank they had grown accustomed to, they were more sleek and shiny.Off to the side there was an area where a Bruce Wayne, no older than his 30's, was sitting in a swivel chair in deep thought, the batcomputer was behind him, and it looked a lot more advanced than the one they had seen before.Then they spotted the Joker wandering up behind him out of the darkness. "So its true, you do actually practice brooding, always suspected." "I'm working." Bruce said, not at all worried."With the computer off." The Joker replied.Bruce pulled up a hologram of a grid, "Satisfied? I'm working on testing a new system. A contact lens linked to the computer down here." "And Dick, take off the E.M.P. mask." The Joker's body showed static for a moment, and then a young man, barely older than the trio, appeared in his place. "So...a contact lens with remote access to the bat-computer? Meaning anywhere you go, the batcave goes with you?" Dick Grayson asked."Pretty much." Bruce replied."Now that sounds healthy." Dick joked.


  6. In the days following, the media was baffled as to the disappearance of Bruce Wayne, the government was claiming that he died in a battle with the military, but some people weren't buying it.Now the trio were being led by Oliver and a group of former mutants and Sons of Batman. Oliver stopped, "Get a lamp up on that ledge! And you, one there too!" Oliver ordered the Sons, pointing his bow at the places. 

     

    He laid a couple blueprints of the place down on the rocky floor, "There's a fresh spring under here, I want our water supply ready in one hour. We ain't got forever people!" Oliver called out to everyone."Sure we do!" A familiar voice said out of the darkness of the tunnel behind. It was Bruce and with him Robin. The group of mutants and Sons of Batman formed two lines apart from each other, to let them through. The ones who weren't wearing visors, the blue bat face tattooed Sons, looked so shocked and in amazement that it made Robin chuckle a little.Bruce and Robin made their way to the front of the group, who gathered around him in awe, in their eyes, he had conquered death itself.Bruce looked around, winking at Sora, Riku, and Lea.

     

    "Starting now I'm going to teach you everything." He said addressing the gathered mutants and Sons. "All of my ways, all of my skills, all of my secrets." The group of teenagers looked like they'd just woken up on Christmas morning and found their favorite toy under the tree.Bruce continued, "You will be my army operating in the shadows, keeping Gotham safe. And we're going to take, as long as we need." "Now do what Oliver says, and get to work." Bruce ordered them."Right boss!""You got it boss!"-- 

    Oliver approached Bruce, "Heard the schoolboy found you out." Bruce smiled as he knelt to look at the blueprints, "It'll be alright, I think the message got through to him. As long as we stay quiet and careful, he'll leave us alone." Oliver smirked, "You gonna be okay with this?" 

     

    Bruce grinned at Oliver, "This quieter mysterious?" Bruce smiled a genuine smile as he stood up and led them all over to a ledge."I spent all these years looking for a good death. But this'll be a good life." Bruce said as he looked at the mutants hooking up monitors and various other technology. Turning around and smiling at his teenage friends, "Good enough..."

     

    As the Bat symbol appeared on the monitors, Oliver walked back to make sure the Sons weren't having too much trouble.

     

    "Riku, Sora, Lea? I want to thank you for all of your help. And there's only one thing that can measure up to show how much I'm grateful. Come with me. Oh and by the way Lea, you can all keep the suits, think of them as souvenirs to remember my world by when you're all off kicking heartless butt." Bruce smiled as he led them to a chamber behind the one they were currently overlooking.Placing his hand on a panel of rock that revealed itself to be made of metal not rock. The rock wall opened up like two double doors and Bruce ld them into a room filled with technology he'd got over the years."I confiscated a lot of these from villains I encountered over the years. But there's one that might interest you above all the rest." He led them up to a podium which had what appeared to be a floating metal orb on it."This is something I've kept secret for years. I'll try to explain it as best as I can. I'm sure you're all three familiar with traveling different worlds. But this right here, is a key to different realities that exist on this plane you're in right now. Think of it as a way to not only stay in contact with me, but get to see alternate realities where none of this tragedy you've been told about and experienced first hand over the time you've been here, happened in the first place." 

     

    Bruce continued, "I'm in particular interested in sending you to a reality where the league has never been disbanded, and Clark...well...Clark is an entirely different person than he has been here. He helps people, on his own terms, not any government's. I've actually used it before, discreetly though. Its quite an experience." Bruce smiled at them, "Interested?" 


  7. Superman was now struggling to stand, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and had several bruises on his body. His left eye was now swollen shut  and he advanced on the team, zapping Sora with his heat vision.He was too distracted to hear Bruce saying into his gauntlet, "Oliver! Now! It HAS to be now!" Unknown to anyone, Oliver had made his way to the construction yard and had pulled back the bowstring with his teeth, the kryptonite arrow loaded and then.TWANG!The tip of the kryptonite arrow lodged itself in Superman's leg, and exploded with green energy surrounding the Man of Steel. Clark gasped in a ragged breath and collapsed to the ground, struggling to breathe. Bruce walked past the teenagers and stood over the fallen Kryptonian."It wasn't easy to make, Clark. It took years and it cost a fortune...luckily for us I had both." Bruce delivered a good punch to Clark's lip, causing his lip to break and leak blood."We could've changed the world for the better. But now look at us, I've become a political liability and you, you're a joke." Bruce sneered.As Clark gasped for air and his vision blurred, Bruce spoke again, taking notice of the synthetic kryptonite's effects. "You're feeling it now aren't you? What the rest of us loathe every single day....your own mortality. Don't worry about dying, the kryptonite will work its way out of your system..." Kicking Superman in the chin over on his back, Bruce grabbed him by the throat and leered into his eyes."I want you to remember Clark, I want you to remember my hand on your throat. In all the years to come in your most private moments, I want you to remember the people who beat you." It was clear to everyone that Bruce was struggling to say these final words to Clark, with each word gasped like he was out of breath all of a sudden.Bruce dropped Clark suddenly, gasping for air he collapsed on the ground, for all intents and purposes...dead.The military men could be heard rolling their tanks up to the area. Just then the Batmobile roared into sight, Oliver rushed to Bruce and heaved him over his shoulder. "C'mon we have to go!" He called to the trio before climbing into the batmobile with Bruce. 


  8. Superman was quite stunned at the teens powers, but he'd been through worse than what they had to offer. His suit was damaged, and he had burns from the lightning and flame burns. But he spotted Batman and grabbed a wrecking ball from a crane and threw it at them. Batman flipped out of the way and grabbed the rollers of the bulldozers, and ripped them off their hinges and charged Superman. He began pummeling Superman with them until they broke into bits. Grabbing Batman by his helmet and holding him up easily, he glared. "Bruce this is idiotic! You're just meat and bone, like all the rest!" Delivering a palm strike which imprinted his hand on Batman's armor, he sent him flying through a wall and skidding to a stop on the very street where his parents died.Looking around, he realized he had lost his helmet, just as Clark landed on him with both feet. "AARGH!" Bruce cried out as he was picked up by his throat and spun around, then thrown back at the trio. 

     

    Clark landed in front of Bruce, who dodged out of the way of another bone crushing punch. Clark stood back up, "That was THREE ribs just now, Bruce!" Bruce stood back up though, his armor nearly broken. "Just surrender quietly and it won't have to be this hard!" Superman said, taking long strides towards Bruce. Bruce looked angered, "Come on now Clark, you know me better than that...." then proceeded to spit a big glob of saliva on the 'S' shield on Clark's chest. 

     

    Superman looked infuriated, "Very well..." At lightning speed Clark flew at Bruce and grabbed him by his throat, beginning to choke him. "I'll try to make this quick and painless as possible." Clark spoke."I wurrgh!" Bruce choked out. "What did you say?" Clark asked. Bruce grinned widely at his rival, "I said....I won't!" Then proceeded to spray acid directly into Clark's eyes, from a secret compartment on his gauntlet. 

     

    He then pulled a large cylinder from his utility belt and slammed it onto Clark's chest as he was let go of. 

     

    The cylinder beeped and blinked and then exploded in Clark's face. 


  9. Batman nodded and he and Robin led them to the Batmobile. He helped Carrie inside and once she was he stepped up to the trio, "Listen, don't think of it as you won't see me again, in fact I've got a few things in mind so that we won't have to say goodbye so soon. I'll explain later, right now we're headed to Crime Alley, its ironic that we're headed there for my last stint as Batman, seeing as it was there that this all started...when my parents were murdered." Batman took the wheel once they were all in, and they drove to crime alley. Seeing military helicopters overhead and snipers on the roofs,Bruce smirked. "This will be a great way to go out, Bruce Wayne may meet his end here, but Batman will live on forever. Long ago my master told me something that I didn't understand at the time. He said that men can be destroyed, but ideals and legends live forever. I've set up a test for the big boy, some missiles that will be triggered by his X-ray vision, to see how strong he is without the sun and after being hit with that bomb. Speaking of which, Superman has been known to lift as much as twelve tons. And be sure to look out for his heat vision. The suits you're wearing will mimic his strength to a certain degree, as does mine though mine's an older model. You should be able to lift as much without a struggle."  Bruce spoke into a microphone in the batmobile "Oliver, do you read me?" "Loud and clear!" Oliver's voice said over the speaker."Have you reached the rooftops of Crime Alley yet?" Batman asked."That's a negative! I'll be there soon enough!" Oliver said.Batman shut off the microphone for now, and they arrived on the block, just as the missiles began knocking Superman through the sky, Batman rushed out of the batmobile and took up his position behind a wall.As Superman landed in front of the Batmobile, Carrie took her position at the cannons, and hit him with one, knocking him into a wall. Carrie grinned deviously as she fired another.That he took like it was nothing by punching it, causing it to blow up, as he flew towards the batmobile and flipped it over onto its side. He tore open the hatch and glared down at Carrie and the others. "Isn't this a school night?" He asked with a frown.They heard Batman's voice call out to their enemy. "Clark! This is between you and me!" Batman approached Superman, as he flew down from the batmobile, they stood there in front of each other. The Man of Steel and the Dark Knight.Superman stood in front of the flipped over Batmobile, "We don't have to do this, Bruce." Bruce glared behind the white slitted helmet, "Of course we do!" Batman revealed a sonic gun, and blasted Superman with sound waves, the effect on him was surprising, he fell to the ground and his nose began to bleed.Angered, Superman ripped the gun from Batman's hand and crushed it easily. "Bruce, be reasonable, you know what my orders are!" "Your..orders!?" Batman growled, taking Superman's hand and began electrocuting him, causing him to kneel in pain as Batman clamped both electro-fied gauntlets over Clark's head. "You say you answer to some sort of authority! They only want me dead cause I've shamed them by doing what they can't!"Superman managed to sever Batman's connection wires to the connection post, and flipped him over his head and into the batmobile. "It doesn't matter what you say! Its THEIR world and they won't stand for you anymore! If its not me it'll be someone else!""That's right keep talking Clark, you always knew what to say to anyone with a badge, or a flag. But still, I'm not getting even a hundredth of what you truly are, I think its time you finally learned what it means to be a man." Batman charged Superman, using the thrusters on his boots to provide him with an extra burst, he hit Superman in the face, hard, sending him spiraling through a wall into a construction yard.Batman called to the trio, "Boys! Lets go!" 


  10. Bruce was in the central chamber of the batcave when they came out in their custom batsuits. 

     

    He held up a green pill to show them all, "This pill is a modified version of what prisoners of war use to make them appear dead so they can escape. It slows a person's heart down to an undetectable crawl and for all intents and purposes I will be dead. It will not kick in once I take it, for over ten minutes. Just enough time to get things across to Clark. It will last long enough for a funeral, and for Alfred to leave the country and all my stocks to be sold and my fortune to be put to good use as making the mansion an orphanage..which is in my will. Once the funeral is over and all of you and Robin are alone in the cematary, you'll need to dig me up and pry open the coffin. Gruesome I know but-" Bruce was interrupted by Alfred clearing his throat for attention.Bruce turned to his loyal butler and closest friend, Alfred's eyes were moist with unshed tears. "I never wanted this for you. I always dreamed that you'd grow to have a family of your own, maybe a few kids. But I suppose this is the last time I'll see you?" Alfred cleared his throat awkwardly and held out his hand. Bruce stared at Alfred and pulled him into a gentle hug. "Thank you for everything my friend." Bruce said, his voice somewhat breaking.Alfred patted Bruce's back and shed the held back tears.

    They seperated, and Alfred picked up his suitcase and put on his coat and hat. "Goodbye Bruce, Its been an honor serving the Wayne family all these years." 

     

    "As per my will you will receive what hasn't been used to open the Wayne Family Children's Home. Which should be a considerable amount, enough that you'll be able to see the world like you always wanted." 

     

    Alfred smiled and walked over to the trio and Carrie, "Thank you for all that you've done for him.. I've enjoyed getting to know you all." 


  11. Oliver smiled at Riku, "I don't, he does." Oliver pointed at Bruce, who turned to address some of the teens concerns. "Don't worry about not being a challenge to him. Since you all three can do magic, you already have something that has caused him trouble in the past. He's weak to magic, and I happen to have a stock of something else he's even more weakened by." Oliver grinned, "So you kept a stock of it all these years...just in case." 

     

    "Of course!" Bruce switched open the false bookcase door, and waved them all to follow him down to the cave. 

     

    Where he led them was a secret room none of them even knew existed in the batcave. He performed a retinal scan to bypass the heavy security, and led them into an extremely high tech room with extra Batsuits lining the walls. They were black and red, (Think Batman Beyond's batsuit.) But above all else there was a massive tank of a batsuit for Bruce, that looked like he would have trouble walking in it."The batsuits that I designed for you three stretch to any size so don't worry about them fitting you. They'll increase your strength, speed and enhance any powers you already have..such as magic. They are equipped with nightvision, thermal vision, and a lock on targeting system. I want you three to wear them, not only because of the specs that I just mentioned. But because they each will tone down how much damage Superman will be able to deal to you...should he target you that is." 

     

    Bruce turned to Oliver and waved him over to a large wall lined with file cabinets. Bruce pulled open one of the drawers and a green glow filled the room. Oliver laughed, "So I was right, you do have kryptonite!" Bruce shook his head, "Sorry...isn't the real stuff. The government made sure to eliminate all threats to their super-weapon a long time ago, this is synthetic stuff...that I designed myself. When the time is right, and by that I mean hold off on your lust for vengeance for a short bit while we wear him down and get his back turned to your position, you will have one shot and one shot only...with a kryptonite tipped arrow." 

     

    Bruce looked over at Sora, "It won't kill him, but it'll weaken him enough that I can get my point across."


  12. Batman and the others got there just in time for a splinter group of mutants to rush a group of looting civilians.Batman and the Sons of Batman lasso'd most of the looters and mutants, and put them on the sidewalk as Batman rode past them beginning to speak, "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I'm here to appeal to your community spirit! Those who won't help will stay tied up, those who are willing to cooperate will be allowed to split into groups of three, this is OUR city, and I'm sure you're all eager to help!" Slowly, the mutants from the prison took off their visors and looked extremely guilty as they all began to help put out the fires and the food was split up between everyone in the groups.

     

    ----A few days later----

     

    Bruce had one day unexpectedly received a visitor in his sitting room. He made sure that Carrie, Sora, Riku and Lea were there in attendance. Their visitor as a man with one arm, and scraggly white hair.

     

    He lit a pipe and clenched it between his teeth as he greeted the youngsters, "Name's Oliver Queen, I'm sure Bruce has told you all about the old days when I was Green Arrow." As Oliver sat down in an armchair he began to talk to Bruce in the opposite chair, the others were seated in the other chairs surrounding the two."You've always had it wrong Bruce, Giving them such a big target, sure, you play it mysterious, but its a loud kind of mysterious. You got to learn how to make those sons of bitches work for ya. Look, its been five years since I blew outta prison, and you know I've kept busy." Oliver grinned at Bruce and the others. "And they, the government that is, have been covering up my escape, Sure they'd love to frost me, so long as they can do it without admitting I exist, but Bruce....man they have to kill you." 

     

    Bruce glanced out the window, the sun was still hidden behind the clouds of overcast sky...and the snow hadn't stopped yet in all these days. It was rather gloomy. "What is it you want, Oliver?" Bruce asked.Blowing pipe smoke out his nostrils, Oliver smirked. "I always knew it would come down to you and the big blue schoolboy. World's not big enough for the two of ya. When it all comes down, I want a piece of him..." Oliver glanced down at his empty sleeve, "Just a piece, for old times sake, seems only right." 


  13.  "Leave him, we have to go."  Batman said as he headed out towards the exit.

    They arrived back at the mansion thanks to Robin's help with the copter, just in time for the lights to go out."Must be having an outage of some sort." Alfred mused."Robin, check your watch." Bruce said to her."Its uh..broken for some reason." Carrie said."No...." Bruce said wandering over to the window, "The entire city....is dark." "Seems that we're under the effects of an E.M.P. Electro Magnetic Pulse bomb, fired from most likely Corto Maltese...that the president has used Clark as a weapon of war against. The prison cells magnetic locks will have been undone, and if I know my city....they'll divulge into full scale rioting and looting in a short while." ---

    Robin and Batman rode horses to the city dump, where a group of former mutants with blue bats tatooed on their faces, were getting ready to march on Gotham with deadly force and shotguns.Batman rode up to the mutant in charge and took the shotgun from him, "This is a clumsy stupid thing! These are loud and clumsy! The weapon of our enemies, our weapons," He held up a batarang, "Are precise and quiet! In time I will teach them to you! Tonight, WE..." He gestured to Sora, Lea, and Riku and the Sons of Batman. ",are the law! Tonight, I am the law!" 

     

    The Sons didn't even try to argue, they got on the horses and began to ride out to Gotham.


  14. They saw Batman and Joker up ahead, hearing their conversation as Batman punched Joker and grabbed him by his collar. "No more!" He threw Joker overhead and into the opposite wall. He hit it with a loud smack, Joker rose out of the water somewhat dazed as Batman slammed his knee into the clown's chin and hit him again in the face. "All the people I've let die, by letting you go!" Joker smiled at Batman as he spat out a tooth in a bloody wad, "I never kept count." Batman grabbed his enemy and lifted him into the air by his collar, "I did!""I know! And I love you for it!" Joker slipped a switch-knife out of his suit into his hand, and took a slash at Batman.Batman slammed his elbow into the back of Joker's head, as Joker fell into the water he slashed Batman's abdomen in a long gash. 

    Batman held his arm across his wound and glared at his hated foe.Joker walked over continuing to taunt Batman, "Its finally here isn't it? The moment we've both dreamed of!" Joker pinned him into the water, the only thing keeping Bruce from being stabbed, his grip on Joker's knife hand.Bruce's vision began to fade in and out, he could hear Joker's voice. "Oh don't tell me you're gonna fall asleep before we finish! You have gotten old haven't you?" 

     

    Batman raged as he punched Joker in the face and flipped him into the water, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him against the wall. "Not...quite how I imagined it..but...we can still end on a high note!" 

    Joker began to stab into Bat's stomach violently, laughing loudly as the blade entered and exited several times.Bruce thinks to himself, "This would be a fine death....but not fine enough." Batman twisted Joker's head, using Joker's movements against him, as his hated enemy spiraled into the wall.The sound of sirens could be heard outside of the tunnel. But Joker was still alive, and still taunting his greatest enemy."I'm really...quite disappointed in you. I gave you the greatest opportunity....and you didn't have the nerve to finish the job. Paralysis, really? I hear sirens....yes...you won't get far..but then again, it doesn't matter if you do....they'll kill you for this. And they'll never know, you didn't have the nerve." Joker started to twist his neck, "S-see you in hell." There was a loud crack, and Joker's laughter echoed throughout the tunnel. 


  15. While Abner was being caught on fire and running around screaming, Joker ran through the carnival, shooting anyone who caught his eye as he ran towards the Tunnel of Love. He was laughing, even as he shot the innocent people, his laughter echoed into the watery tunnel as he shot a young man and kicked his girlfriend into the water after her date's body. Batman called to the trio of boys to come with him as he chased his enemy into the tunnel


  16. Joker smiled madly and snapped his fingers for Abner to come over, the living dolls, one a girl with blond hair and pigtails, and the other her twin brother. The girl one flew onto the rollercoaster tracks and sat while her clothes buttons blinked to signal self destruct. 

    "Robin, go! Sora, make sure she doesn't get hurt would you?" Batman threw a batarang at Joker, who dodged it and began shooting, Batman dodged the bullets and threw three more, which lodged themselves in Joker's shoulder, chest, and one horrifyingly stuck of his eye. "Are you out of your mind!?" Joker shouted at his nemesis. Batman's white slit eyes narrowed, "I'm through playing with you Joker." 

     

    Joker smiled longingly at Batman, "Be still my heart..." 


  17. Bruce picked up the unconscious Alfred in his arms and carried him into the mansion, taking him upstairs to put him to bed. He sent Carrie to get a syringe and look for a small bottle alongside it. When Carrie returned, Bruce filled the syringe and injected it into Alfred's arm. "Can never be too careful, this'll help the poison work its way out of his system just in case." Batman led them back down to the cave, and pulled up the recent security camera footage, it showed a man cutting the phone line, and then coming up to the door dressed as a phone technician and being let in to 'work' on the phone.

     

    Zooming in on the man's face, a profile was pulled up. A rather obese man named Abner Jenkins.Carrie tapped Bruce on the shoulder, "I think you should turn on the news..." Bruce did so quietly and saw a reporter talking about how Joker had escaped, by gassing an entire studio audience and killing his psychiatrist who brought him on the talk show.The reporter was interrupted by her co host, who reported that several children were dead at the local carnival, Joker and his men had been sighted there not too long ago.Bruce was quick to suit up and have Carrie don the Robin suit, "We have to get there before too many people are hurt." --------Joker and Abner were standing behind a cotton candy stand, Abner sighted something up in the air. Bat gliders, "Boss. Its...." Joker smiled widely as Batman descended, undoing the harness for his glider, "Its him..." 


  18. Once they got back to the mansion, Alfred met them at the door and informed of something.

    "Clark is waiting for you in the garden." Alfred informed Bruce.

    Bruce sighed and led them into the garden to the side of the house, where a tall man with a curl in his hair stood, he looked up at the party when they entered. "There a reason you're here Clark?"

     

    "Bruce, you do realize that you have to go back into retirement don't you? Times have changed, these aren't the old days anymore." Clark Kent lectured.

    "Oh I know, believe me I know." Bruce said with a smirk.

    "Hal went to the stars, Diana went back to her people, and I have made sure to keep myself discreet. But you---you with your wild obsession, you'll ruin it for all of us." Clark said, approaching Bruce with long strides.

    Bruce looked furious, "You sold us out, Clark. You gave them the power that should have been ours. Just like your parents taught you. My parents taught me a different lesson... lying on the street... shaking in deep shock... dying for no reason at all. They showed me that the world only makes sense when you force it to." 

    Clark sighed, "Look we all agreed that this wouldn't happen. The councils pointed to you remember that? They said-"  

     

    "That I act like a criminal' sure I remember, and I also remember what I said to them. I laughed and told them that we have to be, and we always have been. The only difference with you is you report to a boss. But...we didn't all agree did we? Remember Green Arrow? Oliver sure made it difficult on you didn't he?" Bruce snapped.
     

    Clark was silent, his eyes hidden in shadow menacingly, "One day, someone with a lot of authority is going to tell me to come stop you...and when that happens..." 

    Bruce grinned menacingly, "And when that happens, may the best man win." 

    The two men stared into each other's eyes, daring the other one to make a move, before Clark's attention seemed to go out to the horizon awfully quickly. "I have to go." And he was gone, zooming into the sky.

    Carrie walked up to Bruce, "Uhh..was that...Superman?" 

    Alfred walked up to Bruce, "Sir you have a mysterious caller, shall I put them on speaker?" 

    "Go ahead." Bruce said as Alfred clicked a button on the phone. 

    A voice that sounded whimsical, yet somehow deranged spoke. "Hellooooo! Hahahaahaha!" 

    Bruce's face went pale. 

    "Brucie I know you're there, how's Jason? ...Whoops! Sorry, memory tends to get a bit faded in our golden years. You know how it is, though you're probably so old that you have a batsuit with build in Depends! Ahahahaha! But listen Batsy, I know you're probably having that grumpy ol' butler of yours hold the phone, and just so you know I may or may not have sent a certain someone into that mansion of yours to lace the buttons on that phone with my favorite kind of poison. Don't worry, it should lighten your butler friend up a little!" 

    Just then the phone fell out of Alfred's hands, and he fell to the ground, wheezing at first, but then he seemed to start laughing. His body jerking violently as the muscles in his face began to be stretched in a horrifying frozen grin as he tried to gasp for air.

    "Wahahahahahaha! Hello? Hello operator!? It seems my party's been...disconnected! AHAHAHAHA!" 


  19.  The leader growled and picked up a flaming barrel, and threw it at Batman. Who got hit with it and nearly fell, before the giant man kicked him in the gut sending him sliding back. Roaring as he rushed the vigilante, Batman brought his fist down upon the mutant's shoulder which caused him to groan in pain as he turned, holding his arm.

    Taking a swipe at Batman with his claws, he missed and was beaten by a rain of blows on his broken ribs. Trying to strike out at Batman, he found Batman's gloved fist smashing his bandaged nose, which gushed blood as he cried out and clasped his hands over the center of his face. "Gaaah!" He rushed the vigilante again, and found his punch blocked and got Batman's elbow in his chin, and then was kicked down into the sea of mud.Two mutants with the words Rob and Don on their shirts next to the trio got splashed with mud.  "Hehe ya see Don? Batman nasty!"Dripping blood from his nose, the leader made to grab Batman but found the hero dodging to the side and then found Batman's fingers digging into his arm.Their audience noticed their leader's arm seeming to be now dead weight, ML didn't seem to notice. "Was that a tickle?" Batman smirked, "That was a nerve bundle in your deltoid muscle. It didn't hurt, but you won't be using that arm anytime soon." Checking and seeing his opponent was right, he roared and kicked Batman with his legs from midair and began raining blow after blow on Batman's cowled face until he finally slammed Batman's face into his knee and delivered an uppercut to send him onto his back.Rob and Don spoke to each other, sounding strangely disappointed."He dusted, Batman dusted!" Don said with a frown on his face."Batman don't shiv, you see!" Rob repliedPicking the apparently unconscious man up by his collar, the mutant leader was ready to claim victory..or so he thought as he shouted into the vigilante's face."YOU FINISHED OLD MAN!" Batman head butted him, directly in his bleeding nose. "You don't get it kid! This isn't a mudhole!" Holding his bleeding nose, he stumbled around before Batman punched him twice in the nose, before pinning him into the mud and sliding around to his side, holding on to his right arm."Its an operating table, and I'm the surgeon!" He then proceeded to bend the arm backwards and there was a loud snap and crack. The giant albino man yelled out in sheer pain.Delivering two blows to his face, he noticed his opponent's right leg kicking up near him, and took an opportunity to grab it and bend it backwards as well.The multiple cracks and snaps of bone got the army of mutants to groan and cover their eyes, some just looked on horrified.Batman rained blow after blow onto the mutant leader's face, again and again and again. He finally stopped at the ninth punch. He stood up as the mutants gathered around him, their faces in disbelief.But then they all stated to smile approvingly as they all dropped their visors to the ground and started cheering.


  20. Batman knocked away the first punch with the side of his arm, and delivered a few of his own, when ML kept blocking his blows, he delivered a crushing one to the man's abdomen causing him to gasp in pain as his guard dropped, ML got another one in the jaw. When Bats when to punch him again, he found his arm in a vice grip and the big man smashed him with a punch in the face and another in his stomach, before knocking him down into the mud with both hands interlocked."You're weak old man! You're slow!" ML taunted.Bruce wiped a bit of blood from his lip, "That's true, but we're all slow when we're thigh high in mud." The albino rushed to grab Batman, but he swiftly stepped to the side, and dodged a swipe from the leader's sharpened nails before slamming both fists on the big leader's ears, causing him to step backward and clutch his head."Not too bright are you?" Batman taunted as he rushed up to the man and expertly kicked him in the jaw before punching him in the face two more times. The leader attempted his own kick, which was blocked by Batman, who dodged to the side and punched ML's ribs, feeling one of them snap before he punched his other side, feeling this rib give way as well.He wasn't expecting such a fast kick from him to take him off guard so easily, and he grunted as he stumbled around. 

    They expertly traded blows, ML was getting frustrated that he couldn't break through Batman's defenses and that he kept having this old man pound him from a different area each time.Having enough of it, ML slashed Bruce's cheek with the tips of his claws, twin claw marks showing beneath the lip of the cowl.ML continued using his claws, Batman dodging every time until he saw an opening and lashed out at the mutant's forehead.The Mutant Leader stumbled back, smirking, "What was that supposed to be!?" "That was just a cut above your left eye, the kind of cut that bleeds." This was said just as the leader felt a lot of blood drip down into his eye, just as Batman delivered a blow to his jaw that sent him spiraling backwards. Dazed, ML punched out at Batman but found himself being flipped over the old man's head and landing in the mud with a great big splash.


  21. Once they got back to the cave, and Bruce's wounds were tended to by Alfred. Bruce turned to them all, Carrie included. "I've taken the liberty of spreading through my various contacts, that all active mutants should be in attendance for a meeting at this location." Bruce pulled up a map and a green dot appeared, I've already had Gordon set the trap, the Leader's cell door will open at 9pm, and he will be led through a ventilation shaft right to where I intend to fight him again...and win." Alfred walked up, "Sir you really intend to go through with this?" "Its all their leader, they worship him and respect him. The only way to win this is to humiliate them and defeat their leader when everyone is least expecting it. I tried to match his savagry last time, his brutality. I won't make that mistake again." Bruce told Alfred."I want you three to make sure not to interfere, this is something I have to do alone. No matter what happens, you have to keep yourselves calm and remain at the sidelines with Carrie, keep her safe." With that said, Bruce led them to the junkyard quietly.An entire army of mutants were gathered there, mingling and murmuring amongst themselves. Batman had disappeared and left the four teenagers to push through the crowd to the edge of the mudhole.------------The mutant leader appeared, his musclebound pale white figure standing in the large drainpipe, before being tackled into the mud by a dark figure.The mud bubbled before the huge mud covered figure of the leader emerged with a roar. "Batman! Show yourself! FACE ME FOOL, AND I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL SHOW YOU WHO RULES GOTHAM!" Hearing the challenge, Batman rose slowly out of the mud, and threw his cape off. "Okay son, show me!"  


  22. Gibbs held up his hands to show he wasn't going to cause any trouble. "My name is Joshamee Gibbs, the captain over there's name is Jack Sparrow, and the two who took the red haired girl in their boat are Pintel and Raghetti." "As for what ocean you're in.....the Caribbean, as for where you are...you're on the deck of the Black Pearl...regarded as one of the fastest ships around." They heard Jack shout from within the mob on the other side of the deck, "That's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!" 

     

    Gibbs finally noticed what was happening and rushed over to the large crowd who were just starting to tie Jack up with hunks of raw meat on him. "Hey hey hey! Don't be doing that!" Gibbs untied Jack, not noticing one of the pirates reaching for his own pistol to shoot Gibbs in the back of the head, but upon seeing everyone shaking their heads at him, he put it back in his holster."Thank you Mr. Gibbs." Jack said shoving the raw meat off of himself and smelling himself afterwards. Wandering over to the newcomers, he looked them over. "You had Davy Jones and his smelly fishy crew running scared. Never seen him retreat like that. But...in regards to the situation....you're ship is fine....its been sunk to the depths of the ocean...but they say whatever ship is sunk by the Kraken, resides in the locker. And that's where we'll all be if we're not quick to find land." Taking note of the looks on their faces, he sighed."I can tell you're not from around here....so I'll be quick to explain since we could be set upon by the ferocious beast at any moment. Davy Jones is a sort of devil of the seas so to speak, he offers those who are captured by his ship, the Flying Dutchman, to serve for a hundred years as part of that nasty little crew of his....in exchange for postponing their deaths. What I was trying to do, and why I had that bloody jar of dirt...was to make a deal with ol' squiddy in exchange for his heart that he's quite infamous for keeping in a locked chest.""His heart is the only way to kill him, however if you stab the heart....you replace Davy Jones....at least that's what the legends say. Long story short: I'm in his debt and he's after me soul. Which is why any minute now the Kraken is going to-" Jack never go to finish, as the Pearl began to sway back and forth."Everyone man the cannons!" Will cried out. Jack's face went pale as Pintel and Raghetti and Cotton and others, rushed past him to the cannons.

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