It was supposed to be a quiet return to the Batcave-just another night of Gotham's darkness and Alfred's steady voice in his ear. But then the Batmobile's sensors lit up with a warning: something was crashing fast, not far from his current route. Bruce didn't hesitate. He drove through winding roads and dense forest until he reached the source-a smoking crater gouged into the earth, glowing faintly with embers. At its center: a burning ship, alien in design and barely holding itself together. Not unheard of in his line of work-aliens aren't new to the Dark Knight-but what he finds in the wreckage is something else entirely: you.
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