Chapter 2- Father Like Son

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Batman/ Bruce Wayne's P.O.V

I stood on the edge of the antique building, glimpsing down towards the suspicious activity occurring between the two gangs.

 I nod my head towards Robin who was slumping towards the door of the rooftops. I glide across the empty dimmed street spreading the black leather wings striking fear into each and every adolescent.

With my fist curled, I ventured towards them as they tried to escape. "What are you kids doing? Go back to your homes before I beat it though your skulls".

I roared with my deadly deep voice. Before the teenagers could leave, Robin flew past me as he used pugilism to knock them very close to unconsciousness.

"Robin, that is enough!" I spoke with a shrilled voice. "They need to be taught a lesso-".  I squinted my blue eyes together and glared at Damian.

He frowned slightly strolling past my cape as he kicked it in exasperation.

Father like son.

I felt a sudden sense of numbness as Oracle tried contacting me through vibrations. "Bruce," she whispered in a panicked voice.

"Yes Oracle?" I asked. "This is not pleasant news". I listened to her speak like the speed of light as my confusion turned into infuriation.

"Meet me in the batcave".

She ended the call as I informed Robin about the case.

I got into the sleek black batmobile and raced my way towards the home of the bats.

Slamming the door, I look up to the orange sky and realise the ominous grey clouds were patching away the happiness.

Like Gotham would ever be considered as peaceful.

I can describe this town in three words abominable, condemned and cursed.

I walk towards the cave entering my fingerprints as Robin is closely following after me.

A family reunion has seemed to been taken place on the day of the Gotham War...

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