I AM ALIVE! Yeah, I'm not dead. It's amazing how I disappeared for years but now I'm back with a new story. I'm sorry to say that mu old stories won't likely be finished due to a lack of interest. Some of them I would like to completely rewrite some day but that day is not now. Life has been crazy and I'm now in college. Most of the stories I've written previously were from when I was in middle school or my freshman/sophomore year of high school. My writing has defiantly gotten better since then. I may rewrite "Seeing Double" and make a story of "Harley's Turn" but that's a ways down the road.
Anyways, this story has been on my mind for the past year or so. I don't want to give anything away with this story since I want people to be surprised and not expect what's coming. If I had my way, I would love to turn this into an official Batman comic or TV series if I could. But sadly, I'll probably never get the chance so I'll make do with fanfiction for now. So, yeah, a lot of thought went into the planning of this story. Hope you all enjoy it and thanks for reading!
Disclaimer: I do not Batman or any of the DC characters involved. All rights go to their respective owners since I only own my ideas.
Officer Gordon gazed across the room to the little boy sitting on a plastic chair against the room's dingy, grey wall. He was a small boy, only ten years old, and dressed in a back suit that still had dried blood on it. In the boy's hands he held onto the remains of his mother's destroyed pearl necklace; he was staring at the pearls with dull blue eyes, but not seeing them. His dark hair was messed out of place, something a lady officer tried to fix when she was helping him clean the splattered blood on the boy's face, but the child wouldn't let her near him for longer than a few moments.
The poor boy was Bruce Wayne, son to Thomas and Martha Wayne who built Wayne Enterprises.His parents had built a large business empire that had dealings with everything from medical care to military weaponry. Thomas Wayne had been a bright man with many ideas to help turn Gotham City into a bright Utopia from the dark and dangerous place it was. But those ideas would never see the light of day, for just an two hours earlier, both Thomas and Martha Wayne had been shot by some thug. Right in front of Bruce, to make things worse.
Gordon sighed and walked across the room, looking at the young boy with pity. Poor Bruce had been in shock pretty much since a police officer off duty had found him. Bruce wouldn't eat or say anything, all Gordon and the other officers could get out of him was a simple nod or shake of his head to 'yes' or 'no' questions. Nothing they did or said seemed to bring Bruce out of his shock or disbelief. Still, Gordon decided to try again and kneeled before Bruce. Before he could speak however, a soft voice came from the boy.
"It's my fault," Bruce muttered.
"What?" Gordon asked.
"It's my fault this happened," Bruce stated a little louder. "If I hadn't wanted to leave the show early we would've never run into that man and my parents wouldn't have-" His voice broke off as tears began to form in his eyes. No more words could come from his mouth, only silent sobs. Even at ten year old Bruce was trying his best to act like an adult in the situation.
"No," Gordon replied softly. "It wasn't your fault, son." Gordon paused for a moment to find more comforting words to consol the boy. "You didn't know that that man would make such an awful decision tonight. I'm sorry for your loss, I know you must be feeling very sad or angry at the situation, but sometimes these things happen. They're horrible, which is why I became a police officer, to help make this city a better place." By now, Bruce was looking sadly into Gordon's eyes. "Your father left a legacy of ideas to help this city, instead of mourning their loss, use it as fuel to see those plans come true. I know that you're parents will be with you each step of the way and will be so proud of you that you honored their memory by keeping their legacy going. You are a strong boy, Bruce, and I will always be here to help you."
Bruce now had tears streaming freely down his face; hesitantly, he leant forward and hugged Gordon. Gordon knew how much Bruce needed to be comforted at that moment and wrapped his arms tightly around the child as Bruce cried freely now into his shoulder.
"Bruce!" A woman's voice called.
Gordon looked up to see a thirty-something blonde woman quickly walking their way. Behind her trailed a small girl of six with blonde hair and bouncing curls. The woman had a look or sorrow and concern on her face and she finally stopped next to Gordon.
"Bruce, are you alright," the woman asked softly.
"May I ask who you are?" Gordon inquired.
"My name is Jeanette Connery," the woman - Jeanette - replied. "I am...was... a friend of Martha's before, well, before she passed tonight." Gordon could see the held back tears in Jeanette's blue eyes.
"Oh, I'm Officer Gordon, I will be on the team investigating the crime." He reached out a hand for her to shake while still keeping his other arm wrapped around Bruce who was starting to calm down. Jeanette took his hand and shook it lightly with a small smile before gazing down at the little girl hiding behind her legs. "Who is this little one?" Gordon asked with a small, friendly smile in the child's direction. Big emerald green eyes stared back at him.
"This is Amber, my daughter," Jeanette gently brought the girl out from behind her legs. "Say hello to the nice man, Amber."
"Hi," a shy voice said.
Gordon chuckled and said, "Nice to meet you, Miss Amber."
Amber smiled shyly before turning her gaze to Bruce who had now stopped crying and was staring at Jeanette sadly. "Jeannie," Bruce whimpered. "They're gone."
Jeanette looked as if she was about to break down herself as she also knelt down on her knees like Gordon and took Bruce into her arms. "I know, I know." She rubbed his back comfortingly as Amber toddled over and wrapped her tiny arms around Bruce as well. "But everything will be alright, you still have me, Alfred, and Amber. We'll always be here for you, okay?" Bruce nodded in reply, wondering if things would ever be the same again.
That's it for the first chapter. Hoping to really get these chapters out in the next few days since I've been working on this story like crazy. Hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter! Don't forget to Rate and Review!
