The rain beat against him, just as life always had. It soaked him to his core. Finally he collapsed to his knees. He looked up, defeated, at his enemy. He saw the gun and blade pointed at him. He looked back down at his reflection in the puddled streets. It was disturbed by the rain and blood drops rolling off his chin.
There was a loud bang. He looked up and watched with horror as his father fell backwards in the rain before splashing down in the flooded alley. Another gunshot went off and his mother fell to the ground. Blood soaked pearls fell around her and ricocheted off the pavement. A loud, foreign sounding scream sounded, seemingly reverberating off the walls. This scared the stranger as it turned and fled.
It took him a second to figure out that the scream was coming from him. He stopped. Gathering up the courage he ran out from his place of hiding and fell next his parents bodies. He desperately prayed for them to get up, to say it was ok, but nothing happened. He stared into his father's eyes hoping they would look back, that his mouth would utter more of those uniquely wise, comforting, and convicting words, but none were uttered. Then, his father spoke out to him, not from his body but from his memories, saying, "It isn't the fall that defines you, but how get back up! Will you lay there in your failure and pain, or will you rise?"
He looked up once again at the barrel of the gun. "Who are you?" his opponent taunted? "Everyone says you're a monster, a force of nature, but i know what you are. You're nothin' but a…"
He rose, striking the gun out of his opponent's hand with renewed vigor and strength. " I am vengeance!" He cried as he punched he man's stomach. The man rose a sword, but he caught it with the hooks on his arm and snapped the blade! "I am the night!" His opponent stepped back but he was faster. One, two, three punches he landed. The man stumbled and fell backwards but he caught him. He looked into his opponent's eyes and growled, "I am Batman!"
He rose Deathstroke in the air and through him down onto his knee. He looked up at the sky. The rain that beat him earlier now gave him strength. THE END.
