Title: Helpless and Hopeless
By: RogueCajun
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The Dark Knight © Chris Nolan & Warner Brothers
Batman © DC
Summary: It's Batman's turn to muse and ponder. A short little piece on fear, pain, loss, and enduring.
A/n:Look Ma! I wrote a Bat fic! How weird is that?! I'm not sure I like it in Batsy's head.
For the life of me I can't remember what age Bruce was when his folks died. So, I went with ten.
"You have nothing to do…nothing to do with all your strength…"
Those words echoed in Bruce's mind. It was true, there had been nothing he could do. The Joker had found his greatest fear and exploited it. He had done what the Scarecrow's fear toxin could not; he had terrified the Batman. Shown him that he could indeed lose. The Joker could never beat him physically, few men could. His body was a weapon. But he had been unable to save Rachel…
Unable to save Harvey…
Ever since the death of his parent's as a child he had been afraid of being helpless. It was the reason for all the training, so that he could protect the helpless…so that he wouldn't be helpless…
But he had let down the people who had needed him the most….those who he needed most. And that hurt him more than anything else. He could take the physical pain, he had no breaking point. He was Batman.
Incorruptible. Untouchable. Invincible.
But this kind of emotional pain stripped away the invincible Batman persona and left behind the fragile Bruce Wayne-- a shivering ten year old boy who had witnessed the violent murder of his parents and been unable to do anything about it.
That was why he had gone through it-- all the training, all the traveling and all the discipline, so that the next time he found himself in a situation like that he would be able to do something about it-- he could help those who could not help themselves.
But with two deaths the Joker had made all the training in vain. What good was it if it couldn't help with emotional pain?
How was he supposed to endure when the city hated him, his heart was broken into a million tiny pieces and the person he counted on to take his place was dead?
How was he supposed to endure?
A/n: Yey Batsy!
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