MY VERY FIRST BATMAN FANFIC! SO BE KIND PLEASE :D
Title: The Scars
Rating: T
Genre: General/Mystery
Author notes: Hey…This was a quick little one shot I typed up because I was bored, having been to see the new Batman The Dark Knight film just a couple of days ago, the scene to have mused this little one shot was when Alfred points out Bruce's scars :P…so be kind and please let me know what you think, comments are always welcomed…just not too harsh :D
Summary: TDK one shot. Bruce contemplates his scars. 'I take them with pride and willingness because I can, because they do not define what I am, I define them.'
Disclaimer: So I guess this is where I begrudgingly say I own nothing :(
The Scars
They come with the mask. They come with the cape. The come with the symbol.
It would seem that in an insane world this is the sanest choice, it is the price for turning the fear against those who prey on the fearful, it is my choice and my duty to take them and believe that they are worth the change I strive towards.
Because if I didn't believe this, would I truly believe in what I am doing? Could I build the courage I need to do better and keep going despite its toll on my own flesh, it seems a minute sacrifice in comparison to the hope of a better life for Gotham's populace.
As I move they become one with my body, fluent in their movements despite the savageness of which they came to be. They are unaware of their presence, merely another piece of the puzzle to add to my collection, something that will always be on going, but in my eyes they are worth the affliction.
The darkness that drives my mission has consumed every ounce of me, there was a time that the only thing keeping the 'Bat' divided from my own life was the ability to change, to lose the mask, the cape and the symbol, but now they do not allow me this pleasure, this one last shard of humanity, they are a constant reminder of the choice I made, of the lives that have been lost because of a choice I thought to be the sanest option.
Although every cloud has a silver lining, at least that I what I like to believe, the thing I have to believe, they may have stripped me of my life but they allowed me to gain the courage to do what was right, what is necessary, what was needed to give the fearful the chance to be fearless in their own city.
So I take them with pride and willingness because I can, because they do not define what I am, I define them and how they enable me to harness my courage and use it against the evil in the world.
They may be covered by the mask, the cape and the symbol, enshrouded within the darkness I use to my advantage but they will always show through to me, they will always be there to remind me why I do this, why I risk everything to bring the world back from its insane terror, it's what I do.
I am The Batman and the scars give meaning to the symbol.
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Cee xx