(Upload) Spring cleaning
So, I wrote this during one particular boring class, for __marcelo. Happy birthday!! this was spawned by your delicious AU and the way you scare my brain into Crime Syndicate fantasies for comfort. Yeah, you're that good :)
Fandom: DCAU, __marcelo’s Othersideverse
Rating: G
Characters: Lord Batman, Bruce Wayne
AN: Not beta'd. Point out mistakes, I'll fix them :)
Word Count: 300
Spring Cleaning
Batman stares at the screen.
He should probably tell the Justice Lords about this. Another universe, another League, a whole new world in the need of protection.
On the screen, Bruce Wayne is leaving the empty Arkham Asylum, heading out to his city. Batman can’t stop looking at him, following his every move as his alternate version engages a criminal who thought him an urban legend. The Dark Knight notes little details of the city surrounding his unmasked counterpart: it looks dirtier than his city, foggier, a dark version of his Gotham. It also looks exciting, mysterious and real.
The criminal is quickly dealt with, he will never have a chance to hurt anyone again. The police is getting closer to the scene, and Wayne is standing still, waiting. Batman frowns. Wayne never waits for the police. Slowly, the figure in the screen turns, steel blue eyes narrowing, staring directly at him. Batman’s eyes narrow too. Wayne can’t see him, it is impossible. After a minute, Wayne smiles and turns to leave. Batman follows his return to Arkham Asylum, and finally turns the screen off.
He has to alert the Justice Lords, but there is another alternative. He crosses his hands beneath his chin, thinking about the Gotham he has just seen, one that makes his own city look like a fake plastic copy, an amusement park that isn’t even very amusing.
Batman takes off his cowl, heading up the stairs to the Manor. Capes are too known now, always in the spot light. That is the way of the Lords. But he could have another chance to change his city, bring it back to life, and give Superman a major headache in the process. He smiles. If he wants to move into Arkham, he has to empty it first.
Fandom: DCAU, __marcelo’s Othersideverse
Rating: G
Characters: Lord Batman, Bruce Wayne
AN: Not beta'd. Point out mistakes, I'll fix them :)
Word Count: 300
Spring Cleaning
Batman stares at the screen.
He should probably tell the Justice Lords about this. Another universe, another League, a whole new world in the need of protection.
On the screen, Bruce Wayne is leaving the empty Arkham Asylum, heading out to his city. Batman can’t stop looking at him, following his every move as his alternate version engages a criminal who thought him an urban legend. The Dark Knight notes little details of the city surrounding his unmasked counterpart: it looks dirtier than his city, foggier, a dark version of his Gotham. It also looks exciting, mysterious and real.
The criminal is quickly dealt with, he will never have a chance to hurt anyone again. The police is getting closer to the scene, and Wayne is standing still, waiting. Batman frowns. Wayne never waits for the police. Slowly, the figure in the screen turns, steel blue eyes narrowing, staring directly at him. Batman’s eyes narrow too. Wayne can’t see him, it is impossible. After a minute, Wayne smiles and turns to leave. Batman follows his return to Arkham Asylum, and finally turns the screen off.
He has to alert the Justice Lords, but there is another alternative. He crosses his hands beneath his chin, thinking about the Gotham he has just seen, one that makes his own city look like a fake plastic copy, an amusement park that isn’t even very amusing.
Batman takes off his cowl, heading up the stairs to the Manor. Capes are too known now, always in the spot light. That is the way of the Lords. But he could have another chance to change his city, bring it back to life, and give Superman a major headache in the process. He smiles. If he wants to move into Arkham, he has to empty it first.