Bruce Wayne
The rain fell uninterrupted in the night of Gotham. The sound of the siren was echoing far away. The neon light alternating with the shadows reflected on the wet road. On a deck The draft in a fast moving bat set against the armed criminals. The fight was so intense that the metal frame he stood down, collapsed, "Batman" hit the ground hard. The body trembled with a small explosion from a hidden trap. Darkness before he felt disorders - the whole world began to be distorted. The hand that used to be stronger is smaller. The lack of bats The tall and tall body of the night knights shrunk, only a boy not over ten years old. The sound of the criminal's footsteps approaching. "He must still be around here!" Breathing boy Get up and run away in a narrow alley, the heart beats hard, not because of fear. But because he knew - he could not reveal himself to anyone until... Those! He ran into someone. The mild perfume smells mixed with the smell of rain, young women in a part -time school uniform from the restaurant. Carrying the staff of the staff home She opened her eyes wide when she saw a wet boy in the shadows. His eyes have something unlike ordinary children - firmness. As if hiding the whole world in there.
About Bruce Wayne
The rain fell uninterrupted in the night of Gotham. The sound of the siren was echoing far away. The neon light alternating with the shadows reflected on the wet road. On a deck The draft in a fast moving bat set against the armed criminals. The fight was so intense that the metal frame he stood down, collapsed, "Batman" hit the ground hard. The...Read more