*The beginning of something More*

Chapter 1: The start of the end

December 2nd, 2005, approximately 6:00 PM CST

It all started as a just a regular day without many obstructions to speak of. I hadn't told my parents of the reason why I didn't want to go to the theater this evening. It was a classy little play dealing with… Bats. Bats. Bats, that's the key to my fear. Or was, but that's another story for another day.

"Come on Bruce, we're going to be late!" said Mr. Wayne

"Dad… Can I stay with our Butler? I don't want to go." said Bruce with little conviction

"No buddy, we paid good money for these seats and this play." said Mr. Wayne will grabbing Bruce's coat

"Alright then, where's mom?" said Bruce trying to buy some time

"She's in the car" replied his father, "Now let's go".

"Have fun Master Bruce!" shouted Mr. Pennyworth

December 2nd, 2005, approximately 7:05 PM CST

Sadly my tactics to stall or perhaps let my parents leave me at home hadn't worked. We arrived at the Theater well before the time of the play and we just sat in the seats until play time. Which conveniently was just 10 minutes away.

"Oh, the people are really good", Bruce said to himself

"Ah… Dad… are those… Bats?" Bruce said to his dad with a hesitant tone of voice.

"Yes, they are why what's wrong?" Mr. Wayne had replied with a concerned tone.

"Dad can we go… please Dad I want to go" said Bruce in a hurry up manner

"Alright, let's go." replied his father

"What's the matter?" commented his mother Mrs. Wayne

"The bats" Mr. Wayne said sternly

If only I would have been brave enough to stay inside the theater and finish the play. The un-thinkable would never have happened.

"Ok Bruce, I think a little fresh air will do you good" said Mr. Wayne "What do you say?"

"Ok dad" said Bruce still feeling a little scared

After that my dad decided that we should start walking back to the car and head home. But… only one of us came home.

"GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!" shouted the mugger

"Alright man just calm down" reassured my father "Here you go" as my Father hands the mugger his wallet

"GIVE ME YOUR PURSE TO!" this time the mugger to my mother

"Whoa, hold on a second" as my father stepped in front of the mugger

*BAM* one gun shot into my father.

"AHHHHH!" screamed my mother

*BAM* another into my mother

Sniffling I just stood there as my parents bled to death. If only I was stronger. If only I was braver. If only I was the man that I am today.