Vol 4 - Connections

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Bruce woke up in his cell.
He felt a splitting headache, not remembering what he had just gone through.
He felt like he was missing something, someone. He didn't quite understand what it was.
Maybe he was just missing Alfred or his utility belt, he thought.
He felt like he had blacked out.
He closed his eyes and tried to remember how Alfred used to sneak into the Batcave when Bruce had dosed off on his chair and scare him.
The nostalgia filled his heart.
How he longed to be home
How badly he wanted to study the technology that had put him in this cage in the first place.

Who is bella? Who is he remembering?"Was it barabara?" "No, it wasn't

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Who is bella? Who is he remembering?
"Was it barabara?"
"No, it wasn't. The face was to different" he thought to himself.

It was something psychic. Maybe a hallucinogenic that the evil man had put into his water. Whatever it was, the experience was too real. He felt emotionally attached to the man he had become a few hours ago, on a street he could recall perfectly by name.
A small house near Gotham Bay Road
and Bella Swan.
A petite girl with beautiful brown locks and the most innocent blue eyes he had ever seen.
Uncomfortable from his cold pale disposition, but undeniably thankful towards Bruce.

Would Bella be the key to getting out of the mess he was stuck in? How did he get out though?Did she just unlock the key to Bruce's heart?Why was Bruce feeling so comfortable, yet so shy when he though of her?

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Would Bella be the key to getting out of the mess he was stuck in?
How did he get out though?
Did she just unlock the key to Bruce's heart?
Why was Bruce feeling so comfortable, yet so shy when he though of her?

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