Dedicated to my best friend xsetafirex She's the best, and really likes Batman so I wrote her this little fanfic ;) Love you Sis ♥♥
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Fire rained down around him, but his determination would not be weakened. With vengeance in his step and rage in his eyes, he charged toward his enemy and tackled him to the ground. They rolled before slamming into the edge of the roof railing. He saw the glint of the knife just in time to flip over on his stomach and push himself to his feet, but the grenade explosion came out of nowhere.
"Nooo!" Her cry was muffled, his hearing momentarily lost. His vision cleared and he saw her in the clutches of the Joker. "She will be mine, whether you like it or not, dear friend!" the insane Joker laughed and jumped off the edge of the building, and he could hear Deanna's screams, could hear her calling his name.
He would save her, even if he died trying.
"Not today, Joker," he vowed and leapt into his bat-mobile. Careening down the street after them, he caught up and slammed his vehicle against theirs, praying he didn't hurt his love in the process. Was she even his love? He might feel something for her, but why would she care for him in return? At times he was sure he was darkness itself. So many things haunted him, it was hard to see through the haze to the light and beauty she represented so entirely.
He ripped off the door of the van and pulled the Joker out by his collar. "Don't you ever touch her again!" he shouted in his face. The joker just grinned, and Bruce punched him out cold and threw his pathetic form to the ground. But not before a knife had sunk into his flesh between his ribs.
"Bruce!" Deanna cried as she crawled from the van, her large figure squeezing through the wreckage. She was so beautiful, even if all the magazines told people otherwise. "Bruce, honey, you're going to be ok," she leaned over him with tears in her eyes. He reached up and gently caressed her cheek, his fingers trailing to her hair -- the pixie cut that made her even more pretty, he thought.
"Just as long as you're safe," he said softly, finding it difficult to breathe.
"Hold on, Bruce. You're gonna make it. I know you will. I ....I love you," her warm brown eyes were brave as she gave him a shaky smile.
"I don't deserve your love, Deanna. Why would you care for a man like me?"
She held his head firmly between her hands, "Because, Bruce, I do. I can't explain it, I just have this heart full of love for you, flaws and all," her fingers brushed away his tears.
He smiled. No matter if he lived or died tonight, it would be as a blessed man.
How can you love the black when you are the light? There's nothing here anymore just the remnants of a fight Just a grave of empty dreams Still it seems you can see beyond my failures See the heart that lies beneath
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