"I could make the rules apply to anyone. I could make the monsters, the worst of people blank slates... Everything they've done could be written. I take away the darkness, the worst in them. No what I want, what every single person needs. .." Bruce looked fixated at the book on the table. An object that drove people mad and put lives into chaos, ripple effects worse than what one speedster could do. After he took it he froze, all you could do was appeal to the good in him.
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Slow Justice. Is No Justice. MB\S
FanficI'm running because I can, because I must. Because I want to see how far I can go before I have to stop. (Speedster Bruce Wayne AU Gotham \flash mash up.)
