'Here we are again one year and you still feel bad...how pathetic.'

These are the thoughts of one Bruce Wayne as he stands in front of the window of his office that 'holds the perfect view of Gotham' or so he's been told so many times now he cant even remember. It's been one one year... one year since they closed it down, one year since he lost her...'Enough,' He tells himself as he walks out of his office.

'It's over now there's nothing you can do about it just move on.'

He knows he has to keep going, but that doesn't mean the pain isn't still there.

'will you knock it of you're acting like you just lost him again!'

He remembers how he felt, guilty, sad, confused, angry...make that very angry even Dick told him to calm down that's when he knew, he felt the same way now.

'No, this wasn't our fault and you know it...what happened to him is completely different.'

As he continues his walk down the hall that leads to the elevator, stops upon hearing the evening news coming from the Security Office.

"This is Vicky Vale Reporting on the former sight of the controversial super prison Arkham City, which was shut down after the death of the over seer Professor Hugo Strange who seemed also to be behind the attack which was referred to as protocol 10, this attack was stopped by The Batman, it was also on this night that one of the most notorious super criminals to ever plague our society Joker was killed after his fight with The Batman, it is still unknown if Batman was the one responsible for his death and where his body is being held, all we know is that we thank Batman once again for his actions this night one year ago..." as he walks away the noise from the TV fades into the background.

He then begins walks down the seemingly endless hallway whilst doing so he starts to think back on the horrors of what happened that night,

'I thought we went over this..'

How it was a battle for not just his life but the life of his worst enemy, and how she lost hers... as memories start to flash before his eyes there is one memory that shakes him to the core he stops to clench his fist and punch the nearest wall leaving a very noticeable hole.

'Well great going any harder you would have broken your hand.'

"Shut up." he murmurs to himself pulling himself together he continues this walk down the hallway.

Shortly after he reaches the elevator he removes a single panel from the wall he presses an unmarked button witch would lead him to the bat bunker he as under Wayne Enterprises as a contingency for if the Bat cave's true location were to be discovered.

'always plan ahead.'

The ride is not long upon exiting the elevator he begins down a ramp leading him to the armory to view the several glass cases that display all the costumes of not only him self but also robin and batgirl, at the end of the hall he turns a corner to see a final costume also in cased in glass at the bottom there is a plaque which reads 'A Good Soldier,' as he hears the boys voice in the back of his mind he can hear footsteps coming from behind him he doesn't turn around because he already knows who it is.

"I've just finished cleaning that one sir." He turns to look at his old friend. "Really, it looks like you missed a spot." he says smiling walking past his Guardian. "Sarcasm is very unbecoming of you Master Bruce." Alfred shoots back as Bruce steps into a changing pod.

"I'm sorry, I'll try to be a little more nonchalant next time." He answers exiting the pod fully dressed in the bat suit except for his cowl which was hanging on his back like a hood of a jacket. "As long as you try." Alfred says as he follows him to the Bat computer. "No promises." he reply's sitting down and begins typing. "Speaking of promises, have you spoken with Ms. Kyle lately."

"No, not since our last run in at the museum." Nodding he recalled the nights events to memory, Bruce had returned with a shredded suit, several scratches from her claws, and what he presumed was her lipstick on his face and neck. "She'll be so disappointed." Turning in his chair the said with a terribly hidden smirk on his face. "Sarcasm is unbecoming, Alfred." "Quite..."

There conversation carried on for several more minuets until it was interrupted by the foundation of the building beginning to shake. Turning back to the massive computer screen checking the security monitors of the inside of the building, until Alfred caught his attention "Sir," he said pointing to the screen that revealed to them what was happening outside the building. On screen they could see that the building had been surrounded by the GCPD.

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