THE WOES OF A SINGLE FATHER ; BATFAMILY && SUPERBAT

Chapter 09

"For the majority of us, the past is regret, the future an experiment." - Mark Twain

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There was a loud bang.

He watched as his father's body collapsed down to the ground.

His blood ran cold, his eyes bulged wide, and his body turned numb.

In the brief moment, his mother rushed towards the stranger and grappled with the gun pointed at him.

The weapon was pointed towards her instantly.

He wished he had done something.

Something... something that could have saved one of his parents.

His mother.

Bang!

Another sharp gunshot.

His mother's pearl necklace torn apart, the beads rolled down to the ground.

Her body dropped next to his father's.

The gun moved towards him.

He shivered -- like a coward; he stood in his position dumbfounded as he tried to catch his breath.

Footsteps were approaching them.

The murderer gave out a 'tch' as he lowered the gun and walked away from him.

At last, he regained his conscious.

"... mum! MUM! "

He crouched down, shaking his mother's body.

There was no response.

"Dad... DAD! "

He turned towards his father as he shook his shoulders.

Thomas Wayne's dimming eyes gazed towards his son.

"Bruce..."

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Ba-dump. Ba-dump. BA-DUMP!

Clark was awoken from his 'sleep' when he sensed the sudden rapid heartbeats of Bruce Wayne. Mumbles were escaping from the billionaire's lips as his heartbeats paced up. Donning his Superman suit, Clark rushed to the Wayne mansion.

When he arrived at the scene, he saw Bruce shifting uncomfortably on the bed. The man's eyelids were tightly closed, but his brow was furrowed. His hands were gripping the blanket, tense and refusing to loosen.

Clark knew what that meant.

Bruce was having a nightmare.

"Mister Wayne!" Clark tried to keep his tone low since the kids were fast asleep. He gave the trembling shoulder a light push, but it didn't seem to affect the billionaire. If anything, he sensed that Bruce's dream was getting even drearier.