Wayne Tower, Gotham City
"Why did you even ditch the bulletproof armor in the first place Mr. Wayne?" Lucius Fox, the CEO of Wayne Enterprises asked. After the meeting he and Bruce convened in his office to review the latest design of his new suit. "Based on your previous description of the material the metal is entirely bulletproof, weights a third of the average metal and not many weapons can penetrate the material, not even a bladed weapon."
"The metal is an expensive resource to have." Bruce replied. "We will need to travel to Africa in order to procure the metal."
"And why to be exact?"
"The metal originated from a crashed meteorite thousands of years ago, and it crash-landed in Africa."
"I find it peculiar Mr. Wayne."
"In what way?"
"You're seemingly aware of the metal's existence and the others aren't."
"The soverign monarch is friends with Isabella. She created a hybrid of her own : a hybrid comprised of Arctic and Cuban Vibranium."
"There are other varieties?" As they were discussing about the metal Lucius' administrative assistant knocked on the door and entered. "What is it?" he asked.
"I'm sorry to interrupt Mr. Fox but there are a few guests outside looking for Mr. Wayne." she clarified.
"Let them in then." Bruce was the one to reply. "There are a few varieties of vibranium out there Lucius. But Arctic vibranium is only one of the two strongest vibranium to date."
"And the other one?" he asked as the guests walked in.
"The Cuban Vibranium. How did Isa create the hybrid? I can't be sure."
"You sent me a sample of her suit, a hundred percent made of nano-technology."
"Nano-technology with vibranium weaved into it."
"Are you two talking about the metal?" Dick Grayson, the first Robin and now Nightwing, joined the conversation. "I heard news that the nation has started to ship out the metal to contribute to global aid."
"That's the same metal that we accidentally blew up years ago? It's entirely bulletproof?" Luke Fox, code name Batwing, asked.
"What is that thing?" Another voice asked. On the couch, sat two people, one in his adult years and the other one in his late teens. The young man has a white streak visible among the sea of black hair.
"Rad material Jay." Dick replied. "Bruce's girlfriend made and owns the material."
"Another girlfriend?" he mused. "I lost count already." that comment earned a stern glance from Bruce.
"Which reminds me, she appeared on the press conference held by The Pentagon."
"With the President?"
"Well, she's not speaking." Dick said. "Turns out that the terrorist is being held in an undisclosed location."
"Don't bring up the subject again." Bruce warned him.
"Fine." Dick replied. "Where's the guy with you?"
"Daniel's been waiting outside, I'm sure that you have noticed."
"Secret Service guys are tight." Luke complimented.
"The United States Secret Service infiltrated the tower already?" the more younger man asked, as he was on headphones during the conversation.
"Shouldn't the Secret Service protect the President and the Vice President?"
"Bruce's girlfriend is the Vice President." Luke replied. "The two of you have been away from Gotham for much of the time."
"Aren't you two already married Mr. Wayne?" Lucius raised a brow.
"We were, and we already have a daughter." Bruce said, his voice stiffening. "Put more respect in your words Jason."
"You're not kidding right?"
"We were there when the wedding happened." Dick and Luke said at the same time.
"So... we're meeting her later?"
"It depends." Bruce replied.
"It's not everyday that you get to date a former FBI agent." Dick said. "Especially a gun-toting badass female agent."
"Bruce doesn't like guns."
"You can't say no when you're in the Army." Luke said. "You don't even get to set foot in Burqa."
"Burqa Military Base huh? Your stuff showed up on their servers Luke."
"I guess that they kept Major Isabella's files in the archives." Luke said. "People working in black ops usually has their data kept encrypted in the same server."
"So, let's see : Major Isabella Reagan, born 1997, daughter of diplomat Alice Kim. And just that? No known family members?" Bruce, Dick and Luke looked at each other.
"Miss Reagan definitely has her own reasons to keep her family secret locked away." Lucius explained.
"Her grandad is a freakin' South Korean Marine. No info on that?" Luke asked in disappointment. "You sure that you got into the correct server Tim?"
"I'm positive Luke."
"I suggest that you can ask Mr. Wayne about the issue regarding Miss Reagan's family."
"It's time for me." Bruce said, glancing at his watch. "I'm joining Isa at the White House."
"And you didn't tell her." Dick guessed.
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Russian Roulette
Gizem / Gerilim"This is a crossroad Isabella." he said. "There will be no return if you were captured." "Can I even turn back?" I asked.
