WyranX
What if a Vampire Hunter had vampires roaming around right in front of his nose without him bat-ting an eye? Nevertheless, those vampires are his dearest.
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Batman didn't kill humans; that was a line he wouldn't cross. He had his codes, unyielding and unwavering. No matter the crime, no matter the depravity, he would not take a life unless there was no other choice. But for the vampires, the creatures who had taken so much from him, the rules were different. Their kind had torn apart his family, murdered his mother and left him with nothing but shadows and pain. To them, he had no mercy. Behind his cape, hidden in the folds of his armour, a stake always waited. The night was his domain, and anyone who preyed upon the innocent would meet their end by his hand.
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Basically, a fic where Bruce isn't the vampire's head, but rather quite the opposite.
(I DO NOT OWN DC. This is a non-profit fan work which involves Bat-family characters.)