Disclaimer: I do not own Bruce Wayne, Rachel Dawes, or Harvey Dent. Or anything else Batman related. Well, actually, I own a Batman plushie.


"Because sometimes the truth isn't good enough; sometimes people deserve more."

-The Dark Knight

My mood darkens as the sun descends on the horizon. Batman will not be going out tonight. He took Harvey's crimes upon himself, and is now paying the consequences. He may not be able to go out for a while.

I think of Batman's cape and cowl, and I think of his opposite.

The Joker.

The system's complete opposite—chaos, anarchy.

He is most likely sitting in his cell in Arkham Asylum, giggling at some sick joke that his mind managed to conjure up in the hours he's been confined in the asylum's walls. The thought sickens me. Why is it that the bad people get to live, and the innocent do not?

It's not fair.

Harvey knew it wasn't fair.

As he fell to his death, the witnesses knew there was no end to what had happened. The grief had quite literally driven him insane. He pulled out all the stops, and not even Batman could save him.

The grief.

The grief that followed Rachel's death.

I try to keep my mind away from the wound that is still so tender. I can't help myself, however. Her face is tattooed behind my eyelids and her voice is recorded in my brain. She was the only person that was trying to bring Bruce back.

Oh yes, Bruce was dead.

Bruce IS dead.

Bruce died with his parents.

Rachel was bringing him back. She was trying desperately, she really was. Now there is no one to help Bruce find his way home.

Bruce is gone.

Batman is hiding.

So who is this part of me that remains?


A/N: So this is my first time writing ANYTHING that has to do with Bruce. This story is set a few days after TDK ended. I figure Bruce would lay off Batman for a while, and would still be sorting out a few emotional kinks. Well, he's always been sorting out emotional kinks, but you get my drift. If it seems like he's a little detatched, I meant it to be like that. I think that he wouldn't even want to talk to himself for a while after the movie takes place. Anyway, tell me what you think! Click the button, and leave a nice review. Pretty please with cherries on top!