[TO BE REWRITTEN] LEGENDS NEVER DIE {Trollhunters/Young Justice}

7 BRUCE 7

BRUCE FROWNED AT the analysis as it showed the same response as the last five times he ran it.

ELEMENT NOT FOUND.

How could it not be found? That made no sense. Was this a new element?

He glanced over at Dick and frowned.

Where had Lake learned to fight like that? It was dirty and cruel, like something taken straight from the streets of Gotham- but something was off about it, like he was used to something taking the brunt of the damage to his body.

In total, James Lake Junior was a mystery.

One Bruce was determined to solve.

And he isn't even getting into the fighting style.

Jim fought in a style Bruce had never seen before (though, granted, he saw disassociated chucks of Krav Magna), something that had never happened before.

Bruce narrowed his eyes, lips thinning as he studied the makeup of the stone.

A pained puff of air broke the silence, causing Bruce to turn to see that Dick had woken up. "You're awake."

"Did you find anything?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"Your definition of finding something."