Sacrifices Aren't Always Necessary

8

   After I find out whether my boys alright or not, that clowns dead!  Flying fast, Vlad made it to the hospital in no time.

  As he stormed into the building, everyone started to worry. They knew he was the older Halfa, the nurses tried in vein to tell him to wait.

  Bruce who had changed back a few minutes ago, stood in front of the man.

"Move out of my way, Wayne."

"Why, so you can storm through those doors? The doctors are doing their job, if you barge in there you might cause them to loose focus and make your sons condition worse!"

  Thankfully, Vlad went and sat down to wait. Gratefully thanking Bruce, the nurses went back to what they had been doing.

  It had been a few hours, Bruce explained what he knew excluding anything about him and Batman being linked.

  He explained the boy showing up at the party, but he wasn't sure how he got there.

  The million dollar playboy was still trying to figure out how the young halfa escaped Joker, and how to stop that maniac from getting his hands on the boy again.

  [After this chapter I'm going to be stopping this story. No I'm not abandoning it, I just feel that the story fails to line up with the plot.

  I'll be leaving this one up, and working on the newer one. I'll put that one up once all chapters have been completed, then I'll be deleting this one.

  It's the least I can do, for waiting u'll be able to read a complete version instead of chapter by chapter.]

SORRY FOR THE INTERRUPTION, BACK TO THE STORY.

  Bruce decided that he wouldn't push for information, if he did the older halfa would become suspicious of a stranger wanting to know how the boy got away when the public wouldn't normally be concerned.

  Just as he averted his eyes from Vlad, they instantly locked onto movement coming from a Window. Bruce had only seconds to tackle the father to the ground, before a bullet pierced the wall above where both had just been.

  The shatter of the window had cought everyone else's attention. Screaming, the people ran for cover. The air suddenly became a thick cloud of gas, that had everyone except Bruce and Vlad laughing due to Joker's laughing gas.

  HA, HA, HA, HA..

"My, don't you just love it when everyone enjoys the fun of laughter?"

"Sure do, babycakes! Now are we going to take back my little Phantom sweety?"

"Why sure, we can't just leave him. Our poor halfa, such a mischievous little boy."

  Bruce was at a loss, he needed to change but there we're too many people to not be noticed. Although the older halfa didn't have that problem, and he certainly was going to make that clear.

  Frankly, Bruce had never seen one person clear an entire room so fast like Vlad just did. All he had to do was stand, he hadn't even done anything yet.