Reasons: Batman
Disclaimer: I do not own the Dark Knight, DC owns him.
Just a short "drabble" (I think that's the word) on the Dark Knights reason for existing.
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Atop a tall building, in the city of Gotham, a lone figure stood, with the shape of a large bat. Its eyes were shut; its ears open, waiting to be called.
On the outside it appeared to be peaceful, but on the inside, it was tormented. Its mother's scream after her husbands death, the sudden silence after she was murdered. The little boy sinking down to his knees…weeping; when he discovered that he was all alone in this dark, ugly world.
The bat's eyes open suddenly, a scream. It needed to prey on the weak now, no time to dwell on the past, it needed to teach the wicked the true meaning of fear; to be afraid of their own shadow, to no longer feel that they were the keepers of the night, to fear…the Batman…
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Well, that's my take on what Batman sees himself as. Reviews are welcome, yes I know it's not long or awe inspiring.