Renegade

Realisation

|Song: The Joker by Damien, Terje Tylden|

Bruce kept looking at the screen in front of him. It has been 3 days since his small visit to Belle Reve and he had been trying to hack into the security cameras of the room Renegade was being held.

"Just for once Master Wayne, I am hoping not to find you staring at that screen when I come to this cave." Alfred said and put a cup of coffee on the table in front of Bruce.

"Thanks Alfred. But this is important."

"It always is, sir." Alfred said.

"Something happened to Renegade in that prison and I intend to find it out." Bruce said.

Until his visit to the prison, he never thought Renegade as a mass murderer who killed 918 people. He knew that bu he never truly believed it. He always thought him more of a miss-directed teen.

As a victim of life.

But after that conversation, he saw the anger and the desire to kill in Renegade's eyes. And he believed that the sudden change in Renegade's mood was related to an event that happened inside the prison. And he was going to find it out.

Renegade couldn't believe he actually threatened the Batman.

Well, he is hell less scarier without the cowl and cape and everything. Renegade thought.

He did threaten Batman and it felt really good. Like, in a sick way.

Renegade started understanding the Joker now. Life was much easier when you didn't give a shit about anything.

Life was easier when you went insane.

Renegade couldn't be said to be the sanest person in the World but he never crossed the line of insanity.

A part of him, a really, really small part of him always thought that one day, he might regret the things he has done.

That part got smaller and smaller, every time he ran away from someone: Deathstroke, Waller, the Court, the League, JL... list was long.

Compared to these people, running away from a prison seemed easy. Taking his sanity with him, at least what was left of it, was the tricky part.

Renegade was on the run since the day that his parents died. First, he ran away from the truth, the truth that his parents were gone, and they were not coming back.

With time, he gained enemies and started running away from them.

It cleared a man's mind, being in prison. You would have a lot of time to think.

That was something Renegade didn't have time to do lately. He was always moving, always on the run. He never had time to stop and think, until now.

And thinking was the thing driving him insane. The lack of adrenaline made him question his moves, his past actions and the person he have become.

Life hasn't treated him fairly. He saw things no one should see, let alone a 14 year old.

The people didn't treat him nicely, why would he do that for the people.

None of those so called heroes tried to help him. All they did was to try to change him. And when Renegade didn't want to become their little puppet, they sent him to prison.

Well, he honestly did some bad shit enough to be in prison. He murdered people and that was bad, right?

Was this regret that he was feeling?

No.

It was realisation.

He had no reason left to be sane anymore. He had no reason left to question his actions. He could run away and do what the hell he wanted to do. There was nothing to stop him. No morals. No loved ones. No nothing.

It wasn't like he could actually be a hero, even if he wanted, which he definitely did not.

Renegade couldn't be just normal anymore too. Not after everything he lived through.

So only one option was left: villian.

It wouldn't be so hard. Renegade crossed the line years ago. He killed people. Tortured them. And worst of all...

He enjoyed it.

There was no going back from that. So there was nothing to think either.

He wasn't just going to sit here and wait for his next beat up like a pussy.

He was going to escape. And who knows?

Maybe Gotham would gain another loonatic like the Joker...