(This story has been discontinued until further notice due to a lack of reviews and my "Outlaw Bebop" and "DC vs. Marvel" stories and ideas. The first two Outlaw Bebops are out now and the first DC vs. Marvel will be out soon.)
"Ooh," Bruce moaned. "Where am I?"
"Master Bruce," Alfred said kindly. "You fell off a jet ski in Gotham Bay, don't you remember?"
"But what about that-," Bruce began.
"Jet ski, Bruce," Alfred interrupted trying to hint to Bruce. "I suppose you might have amnesia."
"Yeah," Bruce stated. "Maybe."
"Mr. Bruce," a doctor said. "I'm doctor Harry Brown, and you've got two broken ribs, but you should be alright in a few weeks."
"A few weeks?" Bruce moaned. "Can I keep training judo?"
"I'm sorry," Dr. Brown said. "But you'll have to keep off you ribs for a while."
"So no judo?" Bruce replied. "What about other forms of the martial arts?"
"No Mr. Wayne," Dr. Brown said beginning to get annoyed. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to keep off your ribs. I want to see you in two weeks, got it?"
"Fine," Bruce stated gruffly.
The Doctor left the room. Alfred and Bruce walked out the hall then down to the stairs. Alfred led Bruce to the BMW waiting outside for him. They then began the drive home.
On the way home Bruce began to think about his impossible defeat earlier that night. To him, this was very personal. He decided to train harder and harder till he was the very best. Even with his broken ribs, he would train even if it killed him. Bruce made a promise to himself that some day the city would know a hero that would fight all forms of crime.
Upon Bruce's arrival at home, he entered the living room and sat in a chair in front of the fire place. He thought about what the Triads were stealing:
"Kryptonite?" Bruce thought. "Why would anyone want kryptonite? It's not like anyone would want it, would they? That stuff is basically worthless besides it's minor radioactive charge. If someone would want it, then who would? Perhaps Lex Corp, but they don't have any dealings in the scientific community. This is confusing, could it be a new crime syndicate? Maybe they were stealing it to destroy something with it. Perhaps if they had enough they could make an ultimate weapon."
"Bruce," Alfred said walking in. "Turn on the news, hurry."
"What?" Bruce said turning on the TV.
"Earlier tonight," Harold Holtberg said. "We saw an amazing thing take place. It appears, the same boy from this morning stopped the Triads once again, but as before he caused over $10,000 in damage. He's a vigilante and the police highly appreciate the help, but with all the damage he's done they'd rather have the crooks get away."
"I can't believe this," Bruce said. "They're stealing well over 30 grand of my money, and now their complaining about that."
"Don't lose your temper," Alfred said replied. "They're only worried about the safety of the city with what you've done so far. I recommend donating 15 grand to them to repair."
"Oh well," Bruce said calming down. "Your right. I'll do that."
"Perhaps you should get some sleep," Alfred recommended.
"Your right," Bruce said standing up. "I'll see you in the morning, Alfred."
Over the next few weeks, the Triads didn't attempt at anymore kryptonite, they didn't even break into any depots. Bruce's ribs healed like normal, and Bruce decided that the only way to solve figure out why the Triads wanted the kryptonite would be to go to it's source. It was the final day of school before the summer, so Bruce decided to go to school.
Since it was the last day of school, the principle wanted to try something a little different. The principle held a special celebration for the school. Each period would have a different grades attending it. Bruce's grade went third period since he was in eleventh grade.
"Hey Bruce," Harvey shouted walking over to Bruce. "What are you doing during the summer?"
"Oh, Harvey," Bruce said. "I will be going to Smallville for a little bit of R&R. The Kent family said I could stay with them while I'm there."
"Isn't that Lex territory?" Harvey said smirking.
"Cute," Bruce laughed. "You know, I don't care if Lex Luther is there, but it amazes me how many strange things happen there."
"Strange things?" Harvey replied. "What do you mean?"
"Lots of strange stuff tends to happen there," Bruce said. "But I don't really want to go into detail."
"Oh well," Harvey sighed. "I'll see you next year, right?"
"You should," Bruce said smiling. "Unless something goes wrong in Smallville."
"Don't get stupid now," Harvey stated. "I wanna see you here next year."
"Funny," Bruce replied. "I think I'll do fine."
"Hey Bruce," Mr. Wong said running over. "Have you seen Trevor anywhere?"
"Trevor?" Bruce replied. "Trevor Williams? Sorry, haven't seen him."
"Hmm," Mr. Wong replied out loud running off. "Something is wrong..."
"What was that about?" Bruce asked.
"I don't know," Harvey replied. "I've gotta go talk to someone. I'll see ya around some time."
"See ya," Bruce said waving.
Gun shots began to fire into the room. Several people fell. Bruce looked around, but couldn't see where they came from.
"Alright people," a voice shouted into the room. "We're Triads and we're here to take your cash and Mr. Wayne. Where is Mr. Wayne?"
Bruce ran out of the auditorium down the halls to his locker. He quickly unlocked it and opened it up. Bruce looked around for his helmet and black clothes.
"Freeze," a deep voice said from behind Bruce while he was in the locker. "Funny. Didn't think you would escape the auditorium."
"What do you want?" Bruce replied.
"What do you think?" the Triad stated. "Kryptonite have anything to do with Wayne Tech?"
Bruce glanced up and remembered how he'd stopped the criminals several weeks before.
"You know your messing with the wrong person," Bruce stated.
"Well," the triad began. "I'm figuring you won't try anything stupid."
"Guess your right," Bruce said smirking.
Bruce sprawled to the ground just as the Triad began to firing his gun. He slid his legs around the Triad's feet. Bruce kicked causing the Triad to fall forward. After kicking, he slid underneath the Triad while he hanged onto the locker. Finally, he slammed the locker into the back of the Triad's head knocking him unconscious.
Bruce grabbed his clothes and ran into the bathroom, right across the way. He quickly changed clothes, including a black mask, then ran back out. He ran to the auditorium, where a fight has broken out. The Triads were fighting with the student, but they lost their guns in the first rumble.
Bruce glanced over at Harvey, who was standing off to the side watching in shock as to what's happening. Bruce jumped over the crowd and kicked the first Triad he could.
One of the triads grabbed Bruce and threw him towards the wall. Five more triads surround him. One of the Triads stepped forward and punched Bruce across the face.
Bruce twisted his head back up straight and looked at the Triad. "Bad move, tough guy." He said smirking.
The Triad returned his punch at looked at Bruce in shock. "What?" He said in fear.
Bruce kicked the Triad in the face, causing him to fall down. The triad's partner charged in and threw a cross, but Bruce slipped to the right and threw and elbow to his back. The triad fell to the ground slamming his head into the ground. The other three Triads ran in front of Bruce.
"Come on," Bruce said mocking the Triads. "I can do this all day."
Bruce ran in between the Triads. Bruce kicked out one's shin and punched another in the face. More Triads ran over to support. Bruce spun around with a spinning hook kick causing all of them to fall.
Several more triad ran over and tried to tackle Bruce, but he remained standing. Bruce knocked all the triads off him, sending them several feet into the air. Bruce began to smile and ran to another part of the auditorium.
"Who was that guy?" some of the students said. "He is awesome."
One more triad confronted Bruce. The triad charged towards Bruce and threw to punches, but Bruce slipped both of them. After quickly dodging the two punches, Bruce kicked the triad into his side and head followed by a round kick to his face.
The triad threw another random punch in, but once again missed. Bruce rolled over a table set up for the celebration. Next thing Bruce knew, the triad was throwing the table at him. The table bursted into splinters as Bruce stopped it from hitting him. Bruce finally charged at the triad and threw three straight punches, causing the triad to drop to the ground.
"Next time watch who you mess with," Bruce said.
The police quickly arrived, just as Bruce ran off. It has been an exciting last day of school, but summer is just around the corner...