Gotham's Guardian's

The Will To Act

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" The death of your parents was not your fault," Henri said to Bruce who's eyes widen in shock and anger charging at Henri clashing his sword onto his, Henri blocked with ease. 

Bruce glares into Henri's eyes as his sword got caught between the fins of his gauntlet, he jerked back, it didn't work." It was your fathers" he said sliding down his sword close to Bruce's face." Your parent's faults were your fathers" he taunted breaking Bruce's sword knocking onto the ground. 

Henri knocks the sword out of his hands " whoever stoled your infant is yours" he taunted, Bruce lowly growls throwing punches left and right, Henri punches him in the stomach, kicking Bruce in the stomach watching him slide a foot from him. 

Anger boiled inside his blood you can see the redness on his entire face getting up throwing his fists left and right, Henri grabs his hand twisting and his arm throwing him onto his back." Anger does not change the fact that your father failed to act" Henri hissed in Bruce's face. " The guy had a gun" Bruce grunted in pain. " And your child?" Henri taunted. " I was at home" he growled, " did that stop you?" Henri asks taking steps back away from him. 

Bruce stood up " I had training" he hissed standing up " training, is not enough!" Henri shouted clashing his sword against his gauntlets. Withing moments Henri flips Bruce onto his back walking away from him watching Bruce stand up " the will to act."  Bruce began to sprint towards him but rolls onto his backsliding on his knees grabbing his sword blocking Henri's attack. 

Suddenly, Bruce spun on the ice kicking Henri onto his back quickly standing up pointing the sword at his face " yield" 

" You've haven't beaten me sacrificed sure footing killing for a killing stroke" saying simply tapping his sword underneath him breaking the ice him falling.

The evening.

Bruce struggled to keep himself room next to the small fire rubbing his shoulders shivering. Henri looks up frowning at Bruce " rub your chest, your shoulders will take care of themselves" tiredly saying. Bruce complied. Watching the fire crackle the twigs, "you're stronger than your father" 

Bruce lifts up his head, shivering " you never knew my father" he sneered " but I know the rage that drives you that impossible anger strangling the grief until the memory of your loved ones just poisoning your veins when they catch yourself wishing the person you had loved never existed. So, you are spared your pain. I wasn't always in here in the mountains, once I had a wife a great love she was taken from me and my daughter... Like you, I was forced to learn there are those without decency who must be fought without hesitation, without pity, your anger gives you great power but if you let it destroy you as it almost did me." 

" What stopped it?" 

"vengeance." 

" That's no help to me."

" Never bring my child into this." Bruce threatens.