digi-gal-rox: here's the prologue of my newest fic. hope u lyke it!
PROLOGUE
The rain hit the ground hard, as officers zipped up the bag. Close by, the young boy he had saved was crying, clinging to his parents. Standing alone in the rain, stood a lonely man in a familiar brown coat, hands stuffed in his pocket. Commissioner James Gordon sighed heavily, before looking up at the sky, as the signal that everyone grew to love, shone brightly in the dark gloomy sky. On lookers hung their head, murmuring to one another, shock and grief on their face. Reporters from all around Gotham had taken as much photos as they could, before being ushered out of the scene. The echoes of radio channels and live news filled the air. Batman was dead.
The dark haired man looked at the statue that was built for him. Everything around him was a blur. Gothamites had come to pay their respects, before leaving. He still couldn't believe it. He was dead. The Batman was dead. He looked up at the sky for a moment. He turned around slightly, to see his wife slowly approaching the statue before stopping, clutching her necklace. There was a look on her face. A look of sadness. He looked away, avoiding her. He had to do something. He had to bring this to justice.
The young boy looked up at the enlarged photo that was now pasted on the wall. It was a shot taken of the Bat, gliding in the air, just above it, the headline of the first appearance of the hero that Gotham loved so much. He had offered to hold the 'after ceremony' at the manor, but now regretting it. His eyes always traveled to the now locked secret passage to where his secret life was once kept. But like everyone else, he had also walked away from that life. Just below the large photo, sat a smaller photo of his brother and wife, with their daughter. A small smile grew on his face. But it wasn't entirely because of the photo. It was because there was hope. For all of them.
"Oh, daddy." she sighed, resting her head on her father's shoulder. Commissioner James Gordon hugged his daughter tightly. "How could this have happened?"
"Everything will be alright." he said quietly. "I'm sure of it."
"But Batgirl, Nightwing, even Robin... they're all gone!"
"Gotham can't always rely on them forever. I've always realized that." her father murmured, "Now everything is left to the people. The force." Barbara Gordon turned around slightly, noticing her husband, Dick Grayson lost in his own world, staring at the clock. They had walked away from their night life, to raise their daughter, not only to protect their own lives, but their daughter's. They didn't want her to live the life that they lived.
"Mummy?" the small girl clung to her mother, tears in her eyes. She had grown to look so much like her father, dark hair and big blue eyes. Forcing a smile, she picked her up.
"Everything will be alright, sweety. Everything will be alright."
digi-gal-rox: that's it for now! remember to review!