Hi! This is my first Batman fic and although it is set in an alternate dimension, the actual Batman from the universe where he is a hero will appear later on.
DISCLAIMER: No. Don´t own them.
REALITY GONE WRONG
FIRST PART: INTRODUCTION
One dark night in a black alley two people were shot as their son watched. Later, then the police arrived he just stood there, alone, as he stayed for his whole life after that. After the crime scene was cleaned and the paperwork done one of the cops took the boy to one of his legal guardians, one of the members of his father´s board. Two days after that he was shipped to a boarding school far away and the day he returned was one of the darkest in the history of Gotham City.
"So it was the Batman again, we can be sure of that". Commissioner James Gordon stared at the scene in front of him, trembling with rage. Three more people were brutally murdered last night, a family that had just gotten into that criminal´s way when he was fleeing the police. They were only found the next morning, each with a bat-shaped boomerang in their bodies. That monster had been tormenting HIS city for some years now and seemed to be unstoppable.
If only he could figure out his identity or get one of the heroes to help him. But even Superman stayed away from Gotham and the criminal just appeared out of nowhere to dissapear again. The one thing that kept the commissioner going was the idea that even the Batman´s luck was bound to run out at some point. Then he would die and Gotham could breathe easily. Because there was only one Batman. Thank God for that…
Then Bruce Wayne walked into the huge tent he was only playing "the good samaritan with a lot of money" part. He couldn´t have guessed just how productive this evening would be.
The show was incredibly boring until his attention was caught by the acrobats. More specifically, by the acrobat boy. He had a lot of talent. Suddenly something happened. It took him a moment to realize what: the rope had snapped and the two grown ups were falling. The boy stood horrified, watching helplessly. A memory crossed Bruce´s mind.
An idea started to form as an hour later he headed towards the place a few officers were interrogating the circus owner and the newly orphaned acrobat sat in silence. The billionaire quietly asked on of the cops about the child.
"Nah, no family left. Child Protective Services surely won´t let him stay here. Ya know, circus folks" – the man was obviously flattered since Bruce Wayne was a celebrity.
"I understand. You see, an orphanage, out of all places, is really not…" He paused as if looking for the right word. The officer was staring at him, trying to look smart. "What an idiot", - thought Wayne and continued:
"The right place for the poor boy to be after he has had such a great shock. I feel somewhat guilty, after all it was my charity performance, so I would like to offer my house as a safe house".
The cop, a bit lost, tried to protest:
"That is kinda ´nusual. With all due respect…"
The other man nodded quickly:
"I realize that, but the circumstances are very unusual, too". With those words he slipped two 500 dollars bill into the officer´s hand. The guy glanced at the money and gave a little smile:
"I´ll take care of the paperwork, sir. It is a very kind thing ya doing, sir". Bruce Wayne smiled coldly:
"Yes. I know".
Dick Grayson was sitting near the officers. He was almost completely oblivious to everything that was going on until he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. It belonged to a man with cold blue eyes. Dick really felt that he didn´t like that man, even at first glance. Then the stranger spoke:
" Hello. My name is Bruce Wayne and you will be staying with me".
Those words weren´t making sense: Dick had never seen this guy before, why would he stay with him? The man pulled the boy up to his feet and told him to go and get his things. Now he was scared. Who the hell was this guy and what did he want? The second the man let him go, he backed off. But then one of the cops came to confirm it and even added how lucky he was, since Wayne was the richest man in the city. Dick was completely confused – his parents had just died and he was LUCKY? However, he didn´t have the strength to argue so he did as he was told and went to the little trailer his family had lived in. The scary stranger followed.
Once inside the tiny trailer Dick felt overwelhmed with emotions. Exhaustion, shock, sadness, horror, fear, even longing… He just wanted his Mom and Dad there. His eyes welled up with tears, but he felt the hand on his shoulder again, and the cold voice telling him to hurry. So he started packing.
There weren´t many things he could actually take with him, and the stranger told him not to take any clothes. He just packed a photo album, a couple of books and his Mom´s jewelry box. A feeling of apathy had replaced the emotions he had felt minutes ago. He just did the packing mechanically and left his former home.
The man led him to a large black car. The boy sat down and after a few minutes just fell asleep, as the car left behind his old life and took him to a new one. A very bad one, too.
Well, that was the first part, introducing to the alternate dimension where Bruce Wayne grew up to become a criminal instead of a hero. I apologize for any mistakes (English isn´t my first language) and expect your reviews. See you in the next chapter.
