The trail of the strange figure had lead Bruce to an abandon warehouse. He opened the door it made a loud creak and a squeak. He walked in the warehouse the stench of death filled his nose. He slowly crept inside the building being very cautious. His foot hit an object on the ground and it made a loud clatter. He looked at his feet and saw a broken baseball bat covered in old dry blood. He took a chip of the dry blood off of the bat hoping to examine it back at the cave. He heard a strange scratching noise in the corner of the room. He glanced over seeing a pitch black bird in the corner off the room pecking at the floor boards. He saw a flight of stairs and started his way up.
The boards of the floor squeaked as he made his way up the stairs. As he reached the top he saw a bedroom at the end of a hallway. He started slowly towards the bedroom. He reached the end of the hall and slowly pushed the door open walking into the room he saw a skeleton laying on the bed. It looked so peaceful almost like it was sleeping. He made his way to the bed and took a quick glance at the skeleton. He looked around the room looking for anything to help him find the identity of the figure. He found a note on the night stand the paper was starting to gain a yellowish tint and curved edges. The note said.
Dear, Emma
I know you have been very sick lately and I just wanted to say That I Love You. You have always been there for me even through my very rough times you were never mean to me and i care about you, But I am going to leave I can't bear to see you in this much pain and you seem perfectly happy with Jason I hope he takes good care of you. Get well soon.
Love, You Know who.
Bruce looked over at the skeleton wondering if it was the Emma that was referred to in the note. He reached over to the skeleton attempting to touch it. He heard a Deep distorted voice behind him say. "Don't Touch her you have no right," He spun around and saw a figure dressed in black standing there with a torn, hooded, dark blue cloak draped over his shoulder. The figure looked up at Him. It wore a mask resembling a bird face the main body of the mask was black with dark blue decals around a pair of glowing crimson red eyes.
He kicked towards the creature before it exploded into a swarm of dark black birds and reappeared behind him. He spun around and said. "So you have a few tricks up your sleeves well so do I," He said as he threw a smoke bomb at the floor and lunged towards the figure. The effort failed and he collapsed on the floor and heard birds fluttering behind him. "Your tricks won't work on me Bruce," the figure said as he turned into a swarm of black birds and burst towards a window shattering it from the impact. Bruce got up off the floor and wondered to himself why the figure knew his name. He turned towards the skeleton grabbing it off the bed and walking out the warehouse door.