Fandom: Justice League Unlimited
III. Legacies
Batman was both annoyed at and envious of John Stewart.
He could never expect that anyone would take his place after he was gone, either by retirement or death, to Hell with what he saw in the future they'd been thrust into. He kept telling John that he couldn't take anything from that blatantly polluted future with any degree of accuracy; too much had happened, the time stream had been corrupted beyond recognition, it was impossible to tell what should have happened versus what happened as a result of tampering.
But...the envy persisted.
It would never happen to him, he knew with certainty, for he knew with certainty he would be dead come tomorrow. The smart-mouthed youth that had taken up the mantle of the Bat, his older, craggy self giving him pointers on inventive interrogation techniques, the conceit that maybe, just maybe, he would live to see a new day...
No. It was foolish, he understood. He chided John for letting that bastardized future taint his perception of the true future that laid sprawled before them all, still he couldn't help but wonder right before he drifted off into a fitful slumber, beyond the limitations his logic would normally impose upon his mind...
Would he ever have a son to carry on his legacy, like John did?