The Night the Lights went out in Gotham

This is a responce to the challenge that Daisy Jane made about the Diana and Bruce seeing an elderly Joe Chill claiming responcibilty for the murders of Thomas and Martha Wayne.)

Ya know, my daddy used to say every man's got a devil. And you can't rest 'til you find him. What happened back there with you and your girlfriend - I cleared that building. Hell, nothin' in this town happens without my say-so. So I'm sorry if I spoiled your wedding plans there, friend. But, if it's any consolation to you, you have put a smile on my face. Top Dollar from The Crow

Everyone once in a while something pure can reach into darkest pits of the human soul and find something worth saving. It has happened from time to time, universe to universe. From the hellspawns to the dregs of humanity there is usually something worth saving, but this isn't a story for hell spawns or the dregs of the ciminal world. This is about a Princess and her knight, and what happens when the man who made nightmares for the knight finally resurfaces.

(Gotham city - May 2009)

Diana stood in the loby of Wayne Enterprizes as she waited for Bruce to come down. She knew that he would have saw the news and he could, however unlikely, attempt to take vengence for what was done to his parents into his own hands. Her wait was over when she saw the elevator land and Bruce strolled out walking like his alterego. She knew that trying to argue with logic was going to be of no use. Bruce was far to upset for that. Instead she walked over to him and forced him to stop. He looked into her eyes and saw the consern for him. They had been together, formally together for less than a year. Their marrage, their real marrage, had taken place at the manor. Hippolyta had overseen the services and given her daughter to the mortal man she loved. The 'offical' marrage happened three months ago in vegas, and now he was threatening to end it all by rushing down to the police department where Joe Chill was being held.

"Bruce calm down. Please I don't want to lose you after finally getting here." She said as she took his hand and placed it on her stomach.

"We've been blessed with a child or children. Don't take this away from me, from both of us." She said as she looked into his eyes.

"He killed them." He said in a near whisper.

"Yes and the courts are going to make him pay for it." She said as her lips formed a frown.

She knew how he felt. She understood the need to advenge his parents. If someone had killed her mother she wouldn't stop until she had their head on a pike. That was how she was raised, but now being a mother herself she wasn't sure she would still do that. She would bring them to justice, but she didn't know if she would actually go and kill them.

"The courts are going to place him in an old folks home somewhere. Even if its in a prison old folks home he won't do any hard time. He'll be waited on hand and foot for kill them." he said his voice getting louder.

Diana watched him and could see his eyes tearing up. Inside of him the eight year old was screaming, crying, and wanting to hurt the one that hurt him. She touched his face softly and leaned in until her forehead touched his own.

"Bruce, please... Don't do this." she said to him softly.

He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. She could feel him loosen up a bit and that seemed to reassure her that she was doing the right thing. She could hear his breathing slow and he stood up a little more mentally balanced than before.

"Alright... I promise I won't do anything to him 'there'." he said nearly silently.

It was a start and she hoped that she could convince him that attacking Joe Chill would be fruitless as they walked out together and both climbed into the Rolls Royce as Alfred drove them toward the Manor.

(This is the introduction chapter. I'm going to start writing the full story before too long. Any suggestions would be welcomed.)