Batman - Father, Teach Me.. (A Flashpoint Fanfic)

Chapter 1

EARTH 2:
It was cold and dark in Gotham, the same as always. Crime never rests. There's always someone out there who wants mess with other people's lives. It's as if the city itself is cursed with a never-ending series of screams and blood-spill.

There, at the top of Wayne Tower, lies the dark night, trying to stop a certain clown from blowing up the streets of Gotham.

"Martha! Stop this!" yelled Thomas as he dodges the deadly knife slashes.

"Like Hell I am!!" she said, still slashing the knife non-stop.

Thomas was running out of time. Only less then a minute until half of the city gets engulfed in flames and he can't let that happen.

"I'm sorry Martha." he said as he ducked down, grabbed his gun and shoots her hand, knocking out the knife and leaving a bullet in her palm.
Martha held her injured hand and winced in pain for a few seconds, just enough time for Thomas to knock her down on the ground. Hard. Without even wasting one second, he rushed towards the bomb and started the procedure of disarming it.

The timer stopped and sound of police sirens begin to echo from below. Martha, who had just regain consciousness from the hard knockdown screamed in devastation.

"NOOOO!" she screamed hysterically. "BRUCIE WANTS FIREWORKS!! MY SON NEEDS TO BE HAPPY!!"

"Our son is dead Martha!" Thomas said, grabbing his wife, now called The Joker by the elbow. Trying to knock some sense into her. "You have to accept that." his voice softened.

"Noo.." she said, sobbing. She immediately dropped down her knees. "No..."

Thomas looked at her with his usual Batman poker face. But then, bent down and wrapped his arm around his broken, grieving wife. "It should have been me, Martha."

"No.." she said, her tone sounding a bit more 'sane' this time. "It should have been us."

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"You did it again Batman." said Commissioner Gordon.

"Take care of her."

"Don't worry, the Joker will be safely placed back in Arkham where all the other lunatic freaks belong. No offense."

"None taken. I'll be on my way." the dark night said as he shoots his grappling hook and disappeared into the shadows of the night.

Wayne Manor. The once most grand, beautiful and luxurious place in Gotham, now dark, dusty, a wreck, a place not fit for anyone to live in. But Thomas was fine with it. Mainly because the only place where he does his spend his days in is the basement, or the Batcave as what most people like to call it.

At night, on top of Gotham, he is Batman, the Dark Knight, strong, brave, above it all. But in here, at the daytime, he is Thomas Wayne, a broken man with a broken heart, a man who lost the ones he loved in an alley.

"Bruce.." he murmured as he stared at the photo of his once happy family.

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EARTH 1

"Robin. Status." asked Batman through his earpiece.

"The base is ours." he said, knocking out the last of the guards.

Large amount of drugs has been sold across the underworld. Rumours said a new underground organisation has been sneaking around making deals with various people. And today, the rumoured organisation is confirmed real, and Batman and Robin is there to end it. They've infiltrated the main base and took down all the people in it.