A/n: I know I took long, but sometimes I suffer from writer's block. I'm swamped with my time at work, and I don't exactly go to my computer at home when I return from work each day. So I have a laptop now, and I'm using it to type this new story, whenever I'm on break at work, or sometimes at home. And the more I write, the more I think about how to structure the story, like any other author. It's still coming slowly, but I hope to get more chapters completed this way. Please read and review. Bye.
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Chapter 2: A Way to Salvation
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Superman, considered to be Earth's greatest hero, flew off to the city of where he based himself upon, Metropolis, a city that was considered to be the City of Tomorrow. It shined so beautifully in the daylight. All the buildings stood as tall pillars, and the roads and freeways were crafted beautifully unlike any other city in the world. Most extravagant of all, was the building of Metropolis' newspaper, the Daily Planet, with its globe-like logo twirling around on top of the building. Everywhere, the people lauded praise and thanks to their protector, waving at him from the ground or in buildings with windows where they could see him up in the air. From the inner city, down towards the docks at Hobbs' bay, Superman had lots of friends.
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The Kryptonian suddenly descended towards an apartment building, 1938 Sullivan Lane, and approached an open window. Once inside one of the apartments, a very lovely young lady with dark hair and a sly look sat upon a bed, as if expecting him.
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"Good evening, Miss Lane," greeted Superman.
"Hello, handsome," replied Miss Lane, with a hint of seduction in her voice.
"Is it a good time tonight for a romantic evening?" asked Superman.
"I'd have my romantic evenings with you, any day of the week," said Lane, as she walked slowly to Superman, "but then, I'd have to talk to my husband."
"Oh," smirked Superman, "do I know him?"
"Well," began Miss Lane, as she slowly took her fingers to mess up Superman's hair style, "he doesn't have nicely styled hair like you do."
"What else?"
"He wasn't raised in the big city," Lane explained sweetly, "he was raised on a farm in Kansas, moved here to Metropolis, proclaimed a position as a Daily Planet reporter."
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Miss Lane took out a pair of eyeglasses...
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"Also, he wears eyeglasses," she added, slowly slipping the eyeglasses onto Superman's face, ".and his name, is Clark Kent."
"Heh, well Lois, I guess you've got me figured all out," chucked Superman.
"Don't I ever," answered Lois, with a loving smile then kissing him tenderly on his lips.
Lois pulled back a moment and said gracefully, " welcome back, Smallville."
"Its great to be back."
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Then suddenly, a voice rang out, "is daddy Clark back, yet?"
This startled Lois and Clark as a young boy flew into the room.
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"Hey, Chris," responded Clark, with a hint of disapproval, "what have I told you about flying around the house?"
However, the young boy, Chris, had too much fun, making Clark upset that he soared quickly out of the room, with Clark in hot pursuit.
"Don't make me come ground you, young man," Clark called out, with Lois standing in the bedroom with an embarrassed face.
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Batman coasted around Gotham City in his vehicle, the Batmobile. Each night, his face stern and stone hardened, as he reached the countryside, about 12 miles outside the city limits, onto a road where the landscape seemed very lonely at night. Moments later, Batman approached a waterfall just ahead of him...
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And boosted his engines full throttle to make a jump, off of the cliff, into the waterfall and into a large cave, where swarms of bats flew around the place. The Batmobile rode around the cave's paths, until it settled into a small parking area. The roof of the car opened and Batman disembarked, where a tall courteous-looking aged man, in a butler's uniform stood waiting for him.
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"Good evening, Alfred," Batman addressed the butler.
"Evening, sir," replied Alfred, "I trust that you've had a very pleasant evening?"
"Indeed," answered Batman, "each night all the scum in Gotham like to pick on defenseless people. Most of them tonight were between East End and Newtown. Most of Downtown Gotham from the financial district to the City Hall district had less criminal activity this evening, but on other evenings, it's challenging."
"No doubt, sir," said Alfred, "criminals have been known to be very determined these days."
"And that's why I must be even more determined to strike fear into the hearts of criminals."
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The cave that Batman had set up base was filled with his crime fighting exhibits, such as a giant penny, a mechanical T-Rex, and a large card with a Harlequin face, with so much more at his disposal. And upon the wall, was a costume display case, with various costumes; one of which, had Batman's costume. Another black suit was next, but it was lined with a little blue, along with a mask that covered the eyes; another Batman-like suit, but looked like it was fashioned for a woman; and a small red suit, with an "R" on the left side of the chest.
Batman and Alfred went up the stairs, as Batman removed his mask, revealing a handsome, strong face with a solemn look as if he were sad. As they reached a door...
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It opened up to a well-fashioned house that looked clean and furnished like brand new. Sparkling chandeliers hung from the ceilings of almost every room. It was a mansion. The unmasked Batman went into one of the rooms, which looked the loneliest from the rest of the house, and over the fireplace was a portrait of a couple, that seemed to touch Batman to his heart. And at the bottom of the portrait, was a little nameplate that read 'Thomas and Martha Wayne'.
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"Well, despite how you may regal Gotham with your theatrics of fear, do not forget that you have a life other than that of the Batman Master Wayne," mentioned Alfred.
"I know Alfred," Batman replied as he looked up at the portrait and a tear leaked from his eye, "but my parents are the reason why I keep fighting this way, ever since they were murdered in front of me when I was a child."
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Clark Kent, in his humble apartment, shared dinner with his wife, Lois Lane, and adopted son, Christopher. Clark met Lois when she was an ace news reporter at the Daily Planet when he started to work at the Planet. Since then, Clark had lived a double-life as Superman, as well as becoming an accomplished journalist himself, as well as a novelist.
Lois and Clark's relationship as fellow journalists became a little rocky at first, but eventually, they developed a bond of trust with each other even to the point of falling in love. As this happened, Clark finally revealed his secret to the woman he loved, that Clark was in fact an extraterrestrial from the planet Krypton and his birth name was really Kal-El. When Clark (Kal-El) had proposed marriage to Lois, she accepted, regardless of whatever planet he originated from.
Christopher, the adopted son, was also from Krypton, but his birth parents were Kryptonian criminals who were sentenced in the Phantom Zone, which was a prison world for Krypton's felons. Chris' life was never simple in the Phantom Zone, but he did not have the same heart for conquest as his birth parents. And so Clark and Lois took him in to teach him about being human and respecting the liberties of other people, and that in time, he can use his powers to help people as Clark when he's Superman.
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As they were eating, Lois broke the ice.
"Hey, listen, Perry's sending me to London," she said, "he wants me to interview some financiers in London, who are gathering for some monetary conference in New York, about streamlining currency."
"Eh, so it's about money this time, Lois?"
"Money always is an issue, Smallville," Lois retorted, "anyway, there's this big time financier that's in London, but he's American, Jonathan Stonagal, a serious power broker, owns the biggest financial institutions here in the states, and owned or had huge interests throughout the world. It seems that he's connected to many of the exchanges, including New York, Tokyo, London, et cetera."
"Does Perry know what the goal to this conference is?"
"There's some talk that it's to push for a global currency."
"Won't that be a little hard to swallow, Lois?" Clark asked incredulously, "the exchanges around the world seem to be at loggerheads upon the issue."
"Yeah, well not everyone believes that there won't be a one-world currency, Clark," Lois answered, "there seems to be a lot of conspiracy nuts out there who think that it's already a done deal. Rumor is, that U.N. resolution is for dollars, marks, and yen within 5 years for the world, with a single world currency inside of a decade."
"Conspiracy theorists have been known to be wrong before," said Clark.
"Especially that broody guy in a bat-suit you usually hang out with?" Lois replied with a smug smile.
"Come on, Lois. Batman may have his moments of paranoia and issues of mistrust, but he always thinks critically about the particular situation he's always in, and is very careful when approaching them."
"Trust me, Smallville, the way he spends his nights, he's practically got 'conspiracy theorist' written all over him."
"Speaking of the money issue," Chris then cut into the conversation, "the teachers at school have been talking about how it is possible with the technologies we now have to become a 'cashless society'. Its just as mommy Lois had explained earlier about how there were plans to divide the world to three currencies, and then later on move to a single world currency. Once a single world currency would come into effect, then it would be possible for world officials to utilize it all on computers, where you could use those electronic cards to buy food, clothing or furniture. And with a cashless system, it would be possible to stop all the crime in the world. And it would even put an end to the national debt if possible."
"Well, it seems someone's learning Earth's customs very fast," Clark responded sarcastically.
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"Anything else the teachers said?" asked Lois.
"Yes," Chris answered, "that there was a disadvantage to it. My teacher explains that with cash, no one could know how people use their finances because people can use cash for counterfeiting, racketeering, or anything that involves cash flow. With no cash, and every financial endeavor controlled by computer, it would mean that our finances could be controlled, thereby controlling one's life. Practically she said that it's possible for a government, especially a corrupt government to virtually end our financial life and future with a push of a button."
"Gosh, Lois," said Clark, sarcastically, "it seems like we have a young conspiracy theorist in our little group."
"Oh, don't make fun of Chris, Smallville," said Lois, "the kid has a lot to learn. He's practically new to life on Earth."
"Maybe," said Chris, "but think about it. Aside from the crime that goes on the streets, there's also computer theft, like in the movies about how someone can steal your identity online and erase your entire life. If a power like that can get into the hands of a ruthless dictator, then all of our freedoms would be lost.
"Besides, I lived a horrid life in the Phantom Zone, and I can tell you I'd rather be aware of how someone can take my life away in an instant," ended Chris solemnly.
Clark then came to Chris and consoled him, "Chris, its true that this planet has had its share of dictators. But then, that's the reason for me, Batman, Wonder Woman, and the Justice League, so that individuals and kids, such as yourself can live a life of full freedom without anyone endangering it, in any way possible."
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Chris felt his doubts lift up a lot, because, like Clark, he has superpowers and wants to use them to help people the same as Clark.
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"Yeah, you're right," Chris agreed brightly, "because someday, I want to protect people's freedoms too!"
"That's the spirit, Chris," Clark said, as he and Chris embraced warmly.
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"Well," interjected Lois, looking at her watch, "you guys have a nice family moment, I've got to go catch my flight to London."
"Okay, bye mommy Lois," Chris said, waving goodbye, as Lois grabbed her bags and headed out the door.
"So squirt," said Clark, cheerfully, "how do you feel like a trip to Grandma and Grandpa's house in Smallville?"
"Cool!" replied Chris, full of excitement.
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Bruce Wayne had often lead a life of dating women, spending his money for seemingly selfish causes, and giving charity fund raisers to the welfare of Gotham City. But as the Batman, Bruce wages out an all-out war against crime by use of stealth, agility, and manipulating fear in all of the criminals of the city. Constantly Batman had faced against tough opponents like the Joker, Bane, Poison Ivy, Scarecrow, Two-Face, and the list goes on.
However, tonight, Bruce read the newspapers of what happened the other night when Batman saved a woman from a band of thugs. The woman commented of how she was scared the whole time and that many people think Batman a hero or menace, but that she wasnt sure about what or who Batman was. Bruce took no offense because whether Batman was loved or hated, he worked in the shadows, not to be a big publicity figure.
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Alfred came into Bruce's study, delivering a small snack, with herbal tea.
"Reading about your latest exploits, Master Wayne?" he asked.
"Well, I certainly don't get much notice from the ladies," Bruce answered sarcastically.
"I've noticed," said Alfred, secretly thinking of how many women Bruce ever had in his life, as there were many.
Bruce took a sip of the tea and gasped in delight. "Your tea is great as always, Alfred."
"Well, I personally like to that the Lord for my culinary skills, sir," commented Alfred, "He gives his grace every day."
Bruce laughed a little. "You sound like you've had some divine assistance for cleaning around the house," he said.
"I personally think that it is the case and not laugh about it, Master Wayne," Alfred noted, a little offended, "however, you are entitled to your choices in life."
Alfred paused a moment as he added, "but sometimes I wonder if you're truly making the right decisions in life."
Bruce set his paper down as he said, "I suppose that now, you want me to give up my life as Batman, is that it?"
"Well, it would be something, Master Bruce," commented Alfred, "but I'm talking about something a lot bigger than being or not being Batman. Though it is about changing lifestyles, more or less."
Alfred went on, "Master Bruce, I've known you since you were little, and I was there for you when your parents were murdered. I even stood by you unreservedly when you sought out to become Batman to fight the criminal scum of Gotham, as well as the villains of the world. But there were times that I worry for you, that you would somehow become no better than your enemies that you fight and become the biggest threat the world has ever seen. But after what I've recently discovered, I've come to realize that there's a lot more at stake than just turning to evil."
"Oh," said Bruce, "and may I ask what's worse than being a bad guy?"
"Try neglecting the grace of Almighty God, or trying to be neutral on the subject."
Bruce laughed as he replied, "gosh Alfred, if I didn't know any better, I think that you were becoming a religious fanatic or something."
"Well Master Bruce, being your opinion as it may, the simple truth to it is that God isn't just about being religious, although many assume it that way. Also, sir, even though you've done lots of good for Gotham City, have you once considered that there's more to life than just doing good works on your own terms?"
Bruce pondered a moment of what Alfred said, then answered, "...Alfred, as Batman, I've dedicated everything to bringing Gotham City from its corrupt state. I've even had partners and trained some, like Dick Grayson as Robin, before he became Nightwing because he lost his parents at a young age, as I have. Tim Drake, he wanted to be Robin to rescue his father, and then tried to keep the secret from him. Then Jack found out about Tim and me, having reservations against his son being a crimefighter, before he finally accepted Tim as Robin. But even still after all that, Tim wasn't able to stop his father from being killed in a shoot-out in his own apartment.
"So, Alfred I don't know if I've done enough good, even with the people I trained, because I felt that I've let them down. Do I need to do more good than what I'm doing right now?"
"As a matter of fact, Master Bruce... no," answered Alfred, "to be perfectly frank, there's not much good you can do to save yourself. Because the Bible says that there is none good, and that we've all fallen short of God's standards. So, in that sense, it practically makes it irrelevant of whether we are superheros or supervillains. And when I talk about 'saving yourself', I meant that your soul needs to be saved by God, when you let Him into your heart, by accepting his Son, Jesus Christ, because its all about being forgiven by God, instead of just doing good or virtuous deeds."
"And when did you come to this conclusion?"
"Right after I heard about the Truth, and accepted it with prayer," answered Alfred, and explained, "you see Master Bruce, while I was in town one day, while you were away for a year, I met this man from out of town, a sort of missionary. He gave me a little pamphlet, which many would refer to as a 'Gospel Tract'. He also told me how I can let God save my soul with the passages in the Gospel of John, and then in St. Paul's letter to the Romans, which he said to me, explained of how to receive the Lord's salvation.
"And as a matter of fact," Alfred went on further, "I remembered some verses from Romans, tenth chapter, about what the Gospel Tract was saying, 'But the righteousness of faith speaks in this way, "Don't say in your heart of who will ascend into heaven? Or even of who will descend into the deep abyss?" (That is, to bring Christ down from above or to bring Him up from the dead). But what does it say? "The word is near you, in your mouth and in your heart". That if you confess with your mouth of the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For there is no distinction between Jew or Greek, for the same Lord over all is rich to all who call on Him.' (Rom. 10:6-9, 12)
"Also, in the sixth chapter of Romans, the first verses say, 'What shall we say then? Shall we continue in sin, that grace may abound? Certainly not! For how shall we who died to sin live any longer in it? Or do you not know that as many of us as were baptized into Christ Jesus were also baptized into His death? Knowing this, that our old person was crucified with Him, that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves of sin.' (Rom. 6:1-3, 6)
"And to end with, Master Bruce, the last two verses of Romans, chapter 6, say this, 'But now, having been set free from sin, and having become slaves to God, you have your fruit unto holiness, and the end, everlasting life. For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.' (Rom. 6:22-23)
"Well, I guess that means that you've been 'saved' I take it," said Bruce with rude sarcasm.
Alfred sighed with a little exasperation, before saying, "Master Bruce, you have considered me your family since your parents died, and as your parents would've done, I have been trying to guide you and keep you out of trouble or to make sure that you didn't get yourself killed. And what kind of friend or guardian would I be if I thought that your very own soul wouldn't need salvation? But I must admit, that at first, I wasn't receptive of what the missionary had said, because like you, I always had a mind to stay well clear of any 'religious fanatics'."
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This remark, earned a raised eyebrow from Bruce to Alfred.
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But as Alfred explained further, he said, "but this gentleman didn't act like some rash fellow from a mental institution, he was very courteous and well-mannered. He never preached at me, but kindly asked questions about if I knew what would happen to me after I die, and after that moment I would have to be judged by God for everything I've done, both in public and in secret."
"But Alfred," Bruce interrupted a moment, "didn't you say something about how also, it wasn't about doing great deeds?"
"Indeed I did," answered Alfred, "Ephesians, second chapter says, 'For it is by grace that you are saved, through faith, and this is not of your own doing, but it is by God's giftnot as the result of our works, lest any should boast. For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works that God Himself had prepared beforehand that we should walk in them'. In this instance, Master Bruce, it says clearly, if you think about it, that God is the one who prepared the good works, more than of our own proclamations of what good is. And there are many other verses in the Bible that say this exact thing." (Eph. 2:8-10)
"Alfred," said Bruce, rather offended, "I went to church with my family before they were killed. They taught me about the values of doing good for others, and even taught me to pray. And whenever I feel lost or have nowhere to turn to, I speak to God for help."
"But have you ever asked God into your life?" Alfred noted, which left Bruce speechless, as he spoke on, "even the Bible says that not all who say the Lord's name will enter into heaven. I even heard you pray to God on the night of your parents' death, though it is between you and God only. Each time when you've been in a tough situation or hit a snare, you try to go on walkabout and come back somewhat stronger. However-- you always seem to be pushing yourself harder and harder, trying to do your hardest, like you feel like you haven't done enough good deeds and need to do more. But one way or another, Master Bruce, you're human, and you have limits. This is why Jesus himself has said, 'with man, it is impossible, but with God, all things are possible."
With an exasperated sigh, Bruce said, "I don't know what want of me, Alfred. You say that I wouldn't exactly just need to do good with my life, and the next, you're saying that I do too much because you think I don't give that much about God and that I don't really think about Him. I've always done things my own way and everyone is different from one another."
"Yes, God made us different that's true," Alfred agreed, then said, "but even with differences, and how 'unique' they make us, even differences have their limits, just as our own ability to understand God is limited. For most of our lives, we've lived by the 'what's right for you, doesn't have to be right for me' philosophy. But sometimes, I dare to think that perhaps that way of thinking is the very reason of how mankind has fallen.
"It leads to how of what the Bible explains that a fool says in his heart that there is no God, and that He is not in their thoughts, because there's no fear of God in their eyes. And the Bible even says that the 'fear of the Lord' is the beginning of wisdom, even though it may not make sense to a lot of people. But then again, do the people even understand what really makes sense of late?" (From Ps. 14:1/53:1, Ps 10:4, Ps. 36:1/Rom. 3:18, & Prov. 1:7)
"What's the difference, Alfred? People think that my methods don't make sense, and others think that they do make sense. That's life, Alfred!" Bruce exclaimed at the last.
"Maybe it is," retorted Alfred sharply, "even between relationships, arguments break out once in a while, even when it concerns the difference between relative and absolute truth. But despite how fights tend to be normal, does that mean that its always right? Passion and anger are never the same, and the world doesn't know the difference, because of their personal preferences, and it tends to blind them. For Man's history has been littered with conflict, because of resentment or disagreements, and many wars have broken out as a result, each struggling for control of territory or possession for land, much like the gang/turf wars that go on in our cities.
"And if you think about it very clearly, you might realize that mankind isn't exactly going the way it needs to go, in order to live. But all of that might all change soon, or very soon, because of what the missionary had also told me about how we are approaching the 'End Times'."
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Bruce opened his mouth, about to speak...
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When Alfred quickly responded, "and before you condemn me as a raving lunatic, Master Wayne, do you recall the conflict in Israel?"
"Yes," Bruce replied, "the entire country seemed doomed by the overwhelming forces, but were mysteriously saved."
"And Israel is considered to be the Holy Land, is it not?"
"Alfred, the whole Middle East is said to be the beginning of religion."
"Indeed, and many battles happened in the Middle East, recorded in the Bible. The attack in Israel is no different. Something to what happened in Israel relates similarly to what the Bible says in Ezekiel of where Israel is surrounded by forces from the north and that God will save Israel from total destruction."
"I don't entirely see how this fits into an 'end-of-the-world' scenario. The Justice League has stopped these scenarios before, and the battle in Israel seems more of a personal agenda, even though the country was miraculously unscathed."
"Yes, you and the rest of the Justice League have overcome many instances, where others had thought that the end has come, but you all managed to set things right, and avoided the world being ended, even though it became somewhat changed. But then again, the Bible also says, by how Jesus interpreted it, 'whenever you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be troubled; for such things must happen, but the end has not yet come'." (Matt 24:6, Mark 13:7, Luke 21:9)
"Ah, well, at least there's something that I can agree with," replied a relieved Bruce.
"But that's not all, Master Wayne," said Alfred, "Jesus also warned of how nation will rise against nation and kingdom against kingdom, along with famines, diseases, and many earthquakes. And that these will be the beginning of sorrows. You've also faced these before as well, mostly in Gotham, when there was an earthquake that made the city a No-man's Land for a year." (Matt 24:7-8, Mark 13:8)
"But Alfred--"
"Also, Jesus noted, that there would be fearful sights and signs from heaven. And if you don't exactly consider what happened in Israel with the planes falling without explanation as a sign from heaven, though it may have been a fearful sight, then you have to ask yourself sir of how ready you are when the Lord returns to take His people."
"What do you mean that the Lord will 'take His people'?"
Alfred paused a moment before answering, "...the missionary from out of town also spoke to me of how his church has taught of how Jesus will take all of His people in the blink of an eye. Or as it says in the Bible, 'The Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trump of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then, we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so shall we ever be with the Lord'." (I Thes. 4:16-17)
"And when is it said for that to happen?"
"Well, Jesus said that no one knows the day or hour, neither even the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but the Father only. In other words, nobody knows when it will happen, not like how the Mayan civilization had its own set date for the end of the world. But as another passage of the Bible says this: 'Behold, I tell you a mystery; we shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changedin a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall all be changed.' (From Matt 24:36, Mark 13:32, I Cor. 15:51-52)
"This in turn, says that it will come in a split second, but it will be quick, Master Bruce. And also, both passages indicate that whether alive or dead, as long as any of us live in Christ, He shall recognize us as His children and will save us from the time of evil when He takes us. It may look like something that a mere, yet powerful imp can accomplish. But when you consider that none will know the hour, save the Father, would you honestly think that an imp could outwit the Lord?"
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Bruce stood silent a moment, after hearing his butler's seemingly long-winded explanation about God and His salvation. As Batman, he has not only faced against crime lords and terrorists, but against very powerful and supernatural forces. Bruce now found himself speechless of what Alfred had told him about. If he were anyone else who treated his employees like undeserving servants or less, then Bruce would've fired Alfred for trying to preach a sermon to him. But Alfred had been with Bruce and holding him up, never giving up on him, to stand by him even when he would fall. Now he and Alfred were at a crossroads on the issue of eternal salvation, with Alfred firmly believing in God, and left Bruce Wayne unknowing of what to feel about it.
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"Master Wayne," intoned Alfred, sensibly, "I could go on about how I've stood by you since you were a young boy, and how I've had reservations of your life as Batman from time to time. However, I do acknowledge that you're entitled to your choices and set of morals, and I hope that you acknowledge the same of me, as I've found the truth in Christ. Furthermore, I know that I can't make you believe the truth. That was something else that the missionary told me, and it is perfectly true. Many people are blind and deaf to the truth until they find it, so in this sense, everyone has to make their own discovery of the truth, and you are no exception.
"But I just want to notify you, sir, that the time will come when all will have to deal with God's truth and justice, including you. The Bible also says that every knee will bow and every tongue will confess that Jesus is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." (Phil. 2:9-11)
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Before Bruce could respond suddenly a light overshadowed the windows of the study. Bruce and Alfred looked out the window...
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To see a light in the sky, with a shadow of a bat in the center. Bruce knew that there was an emergency brewing and couldn't stay any longer to hear Alfred right now.
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"I take it, duty calls then, Master Wayne?"
"Look Alfred, when I get back, I'll listen to more of what you're trying to tell me, okay," Bruce suggested, cracking a smile.
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Moments later Alfred exited the study and fell slowly to his knees, bowing his head.
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"Lord," Alfred began praying, "I ask not of myself, but for dear Master Bruce. Your message is said to be offensive, partially because of what Your servant Joshua said to the people, 'if it seems evil for you to serve the Lord, then choose for yourselves today of whom you wish to serve.' (Josh 24:15)
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"But give me strength, Lord, regardless of whether or not Master Bruce shall find it offensive. Mostly Lord, please watch after the dear boy and let Your Spirit draw him near to You, to accept You in his life soon one day. So that by then, he shall have a new passion to reach those who are spiritually lost, even among his own friends in the superhero community. And then to the supervillain population, to take Your message into the very depths of hell itself, if any will hear...
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"...For in the days ahead, the world will become a living nightmare. And Bruce shall need Your light and comfort to guide him, lest he be caught up and be unwittingly enthrall himself into unrighteousness. But whatever happens from here on in I leave Master Bruce's salvation in Your hands. Amen."
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A/n: I thought that this chapter would be shorter than the last one, but I just wanted to explain of what my new fanfiction is explaining about, as I had Alfred depict it. And I know that not everyone will like it, but I do know and believe it to be VERY important. And I put the Bible verses that Alfred explained in parenthesis, in case any of you were wondering.
And have a HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
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Disclaimer: The DC Comics Universe and Left Behind are not mine. Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, and all characters alike are the property of DC Comics. Left Behind, is the property of Pastor Tim Lahaye and Jerry B. Jenkins, with all the characters thereof. This fanfic is for fun, instead of for commercial purposes.
