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A Thunderous Encounter

Walking steadily, Bruce was making his way to the exit where a hotdog stand stood. He had been dealing with a lot of papers, most especially with his autographs, that his hand was slowly becoming numb

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice his hunger building up inside of him, and so he decided to take a break and eat some hotdogs

He was greeted respectfully by all of his workers, most especially the ladies. The company seemed normal today and nothing was out of the ordinary

That is until he went outside.

Bruce was now on the entrance of the Wayne Enterprises vicinity. On the corner of his eye, he noticed the hotdog stand where he would mostly go to whenever he's craving for something to fill up his tank

He ordered a footlong, which was quite the only thing the man was selling at that moment so Bruce didn't really have any other choices. He then paid the man and went somewhere that he can enjoy his hotdog in peace

Bruce sat down in an unoccupied seat on the waiting shed with the footlong in his hand. He checked his wristwatch and saw that the time was still 10:00 AM in the morning

Basically, he still had lots of time to waste in this beautiful sunny day. Everyone was busy walking the path walk as he watched carefully, with every person basically having the same stoic expressions on their faces

It had been such a long time since he had free time like this where he can just watch people carefully in the streets while sitting somewhere close. He would mostly do this from the window of his office in the thirteenth floor whenever he needed to distract his mind

Suddenly, he felt a presence out of the blue from beside him. He then turned his head and saw an old man sit next to him

The old man looked back and gave a chuckle. He had white hair and beard. He was wearing a nice white robe that goes along

Bruce also noticed something peculiar about him. It had something to do with his eyes

They were white all over.

"Fine day today right?" The old man spoke

"I guess soo.." Bruce responded as he slowly took a bite of his footlong

The old man then turned to Bruce who was eating quietly

"Son, what do they call those here?" The old man asked, noticing Bruce's food

"Hotdogs, you can buy these at that hotdog stand" he responded as he pointed at the hotdog stand

"Oho, we don't have those in my homeland" The old man uttered with a scoff

This piqued Bruce's interest as he found himself looking at the old man who had a smile on his face

"Really, where are you from old man?" he asked

"Ahh, somewhere far away" he responded

"Just came here to check up on some things"

Bruce finished his footlong and he crumpled the wrapper. He was watching the cars go by while listening to the old man next to him

"You got some kind of a business or something?" Bruce asked

"Not really, I just came here to meet the man that I've heard so much about..." the man responded

"Is that so—" Bruce responded

"Came to see firsthand what this boy is made of, whether if he is worthy of my daughter" the old man stated