No distractions. No fear. No mercy.

( He is vengeance. He is the night. )

Two things had been bothering Bruce since yesterday. One thing he just had to trust Andrea and her father to handle. If he hadn't changed The Plan, he might double down on some earlier attempts he made to get enough evidence to bring in Carl Beaumont's 'business associates.' But going back to that now would be a terrible idea. He couldn't settle ( Read more... )

A few weeks passed in what seemed like no time, even if you didn't count the enhanced rate of time compared to what Bruce's friends in Fandom experienced.

In those weeks, Bruce came up with a new plan for the future. And it all started here. Of course, there was a problem....

( What do you say? )

Bruce's mood had not improved throughout the day and into the night. At all. He tried everything. Brooding. Rage-sketching scary costumes. Glaring at the rainstorm outside. Yelling at no one. In fact, he was coming back around to that one now as he stood under the giant painting of his parents in his den.

( What am I still doing this for? )

Just a day later and Bruce was doing the unthinkable: he was meeting a woman's father in hopes of impressing him. This had literally never happened before. Occasionally he'd known some girl's father from society parties or business, but it was never anything like this. He had never been nervous ( Read more... )

Somehow, it had already been about four months since Bruce and Andrea met. Bruce's standard operating procedure would have included moving on about two months ago and finding about eight or nine other girls to take out and show off at public events by now. Instead, he was actually making extra time to see this Andrea. And he was enjoying himself. ( Read more... )

Bruce had barely slept. Maybe twenty minutes, thirty at the most. By the time Alfred found him, he was already on the front lawn at Wayne Manor, bandaged to hell and practicing katas to ease his mind ( Read more... )

It started tonight.

( The First Night )

Bruce made a trip out to the cemetery to visit his parents' grave every couple weeks at most. As he got closer to the final stages of The Plan, he found himself using these visits to push him even harder toward his goal. As he laid flowers on the grave, it seemed that today wasn't much different than any other day ( Read more... )