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Spirit Of The Wolf chapter 7: Untimely Clash.

POV: Diana

I have to admit this is kind of funny. I have never seen a wolf do that. I had to suppress giggles as he backed out of the room. I turned back to Alfred who suddenly looked very tired.

He pulled out a chair and motioned for me to sit in it. I obeyed and then he took his own, the mahogany wood creaking in complaint as he sat.

"I take it that you found out on your own?" He questioned.

I nodded in response.

"Well I knew I would be explaining this to someone eventually. AS you now know Bruce is not human. He is Lycan or Werewolf as humans put it but the technical term in Lycanthrope. Anyway no he was not bitten. Although a Lycan can do that. His wolf was inherited. His parents were both wolves."

I was stunned a bit at this. All his life he was a wolf and was able to hide it. Batman was truly amazing.

"Both Thomas and Martha fought in the legendary war against the nightwalkers."

"Nightwalker?"

"Vampires. They are also known to the wolves as the Dark Ones or even the Cold Ones. It began long ago when the two tribes were first made. They were brothers. One bitten by wolf at birth and the other bat. The one bitten by a bat became the first Cold One. The one bitten by a wolf became the first Werewolf. The Vampire immediately thirsted for human blood but the other longed to protect the human race. So the war began. The sole purpose of Werewolves if to help and defend the human race. Thomas and Martha did that through Wayne industries. But they eventually realized that they would need help when Martha became pregnant with a litter of fifteen. So, they found me. I was meant to take care of Bruce until he reached adulthood by Lycan standards. I achieved a state of prolonged life when I came into their services. But then they were murdered and everything went wrong. Lucky for Bruce he already knew how to shift."

"You said that Martha was pregnant with a litter of fifteen. What happened to the rest?"

"Stillborns. Most of the time their kinds genes cancel each other out but not like that. It was a dark day. Bruce was the only survivor."

Why was Bruce's life so tragic? Did he ever have any really happy moments in his life or was it all dark, dismal, and bloody?

"What did you mean cancel out?"

"Both Thomas and Martha were Black wolves. Which is a big deal. For some reason a wolf's character and stature is determined by the color of its fur. White Werewolves are considered to be the lowest and weakest. But they are the most playful. They are gentle by nature and try to stray from battles. They love companionship and spend most of the day with their friends playing tag or something. Red wolves are ridiculous. They are next on the ladder above Whites but below Blacks. The Red wolves are sex addicts for some reason. They love companionship too but in a different way. They are far more aggressive and territorial than the Whites. The Black Werewolves are a mix of the White and Red. They have the Red's territory issues but still retain the White's gentleness. In other words they are perfect leaders. The only problem is that the Red's hate the Whites. They consider the White wolves inferior. Now Black wolves usually put the mission and safety of the pack before their own happiness so they rarely find love. Thomas and Martha found each other and remained together. Martha was from the Valley of the Dancing Moon and Thomas was from the Moon Bloom Mountain. The Moon Bloom is a rare type of flower that cures silver poisoning. Usually when two Black Wolves mate the genes cancel each other out and create White Wolves. But every now and then they don't but the pup still comes out white. As it matures and grows in knowledge and strength its fur will turn black. When the pup is fully matured its eyes will turn blood red when it is angry even when it's in its human form. Slayers target the Black Wolves to take out the leaders and scatter the wolves completely."

"So what did the Cold Ones do?"

"Simply killed humans. But they could blend in better with humans. The Cold Ones found favor with the humans because of their Vampire scent. It is meant to draw prey in to them. Everything about them is meant to draw humans in. So anyway the humans began to hunt the wolves and eventually some discovered Vampires and thus was born the Slayers. But they never realized that the wolves were not evil. To this day Slayers hunt both Lycans and Vampires."

"Wow that's a lot to take in."

"Yes indeed it is. But I assure you that it is all true. Oh and one other thing."

"What?"

"Now that you know about him I guess you should know his true name."

"True name? Bruce isn't his true name?"

"Yes it is but it was translated into English by his parents. His Wolf name is Romolus Weylyn. Lycan for Bruce Wayne."

"Wow."

As I sat there contemplating what was just said Alfred got up and began working on the soup.

"He's still a pup you know."

"What? But he's thirty-six!?"

"By human standards. In Lycan years he's about twelve. I just wish I could get him to act like it. Being around others like him would help. Being around other pups but I fear I'll never find any. He longs for a pack. But I have no idea if there are any left. I don't even know what kind of a wolf he is yet."

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POV: Bruce

I sat by the door for a few minutes listening to them talk. At the mention of my parents I walked away slowly. I missed them so much. I loved my Mum and Da. They were the best. I didn't even have any den-mates. They all died. They were all stillborns.

"Why is my life surrounded by death?" A tear breaks through my fur and hits the carpet.

I run up to my room throwing myself up on two legs as I go. I lock the door immediately. I do not wish for anyone to see me cry. It only shows how young and immature I am. I can't afford to act like a pup. I must act as an elder. Calm and controlled.

I walk over to my CD player and throw in evanescence. I love this band. I always have. Alfred hates it and I don't understand that. I set it to shuffle, put some shorts on and collapse onto my bed, the tears flowing freely as I, even now, try to stop them.

The first song that plays is one of my favorites. "Everybody's fool" plays and I drown myself in the music.

Perfect by nature

Icons of self-indulgence

Just what we all need

More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be

Have you no shame?

Don't you see me?

You know you've got everybody fooled

Look here she comes now

Bow down and stare in wonder

Oh how we love you

No flaws when you're pretending

But now I know she

Never was and never will be

You don't know how you've betrayed me

And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask

Where will you hide?

Can't find yourself

Lost in your lie

I know the truth now

I know who you are

And I don't love you anymore

It never was and never will be

You don't know how you've betrayed me

And somehow you've got everybody fooled

It never was and never will be

You're not real and you can't save me

Somehow you've got everybody fooled

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While Bruce is absorbed in his music and Diana talks to Alfred there's trouble brewing down at the village.

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"So you're a slayer. Like Vampires and werewolves and stuff?" Wally spoke up.

"Correct. Werewolves and Vampires do exist and my life is dedicated to wiping them out. My name is Robert."

"Well Robert this is our case and I would like it very much if you left." Superman intervened.

"Well this is my job. I'm not going to leave. But I'll try not to bother you anymore. Just watch out for that wolf there's no stopping its evil. You're lucky it's a White one or it would have moved to humans by now." With that the slayer ran off into the bushes.

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A Few Days Later:

A meeting was held by the Original Members but a few extra were invited. Extras such as Zatanna, Dr, Fate, and shining knight. They were discussing their apparent Werewolf problem.

"How do you know it's a wolf?"

"Yes I thought that we exterminated those beasts when Arthur was ruling?" Shining knight put in.

"Well actually I brought some one who could help explain all that." Clark told them. "I'll go get him."

Clark stood up and walked out of the room in a hurry. While he was out the discussion continued.

"Are Werewolves really that evil?" Sheyera asked.

"No they are much worse according to legend." Zatanna answered.

"They are servants of the devil." Fate said.

"Cruel evil little monsters that lust for human meat and blood. The only thing that could possibly top their evil is the Vampires." Shining knight added.

As the discussion continued Diana looked toward Bruce worriedly. The subject was taking a turn for the worse. She got up and sat next to him.

"You okay Bruce?"

"Hmmm? What was that I had my ipod on."

"You have an ipod?"

"Installed it into the mask."

"That's cool!"

"I know. I turned it on when the discussion got insulting."

The doors flew open again to reveal Superman and Robert. They both walked in though Robert remained standing.

Robert explained to all of them what was going on and that the werewolf was most likely someone within the league because of how well it seemed to know how to avoid them and because of how it blocked J'onn. The discussion lasted for hours. Even Batman jumped in from time to time asking questions or making comments as to disprove the existence of Werewolves. He actually did pretty well and made everyone who was trying to prove that they did exist sound like idiots. But the whole time, Diana noticed that Shining Knight kept looking at Bruce.

"I think you need to leave." She whispered quietly to him.

His hand slowly moved down to his beeper that was connected to his computer in the Batcave. A beeping sounded out that was his signal that something was wrong in Gotham.

He got up and began to move towards the door.

"Where are you going Batman?" Shining Knight said as he got up and moved toward Batman. Diana saw him tense a bit.

"Gotham I have business there." He held up his alarm, which was still going off. "Not that conversations about things that don't exist bore me."

Shining Knight narrowed his eyes at the Batman in hatred. All eyes were on the pair.

Suddenly so Shining Knight moved his arm and Batman bent over slightly. Blood spattered to the ground and his cape shot out as Shining Knight's sword impaled him.

Batman slid to the ground. Everyone jumped up and Superman and Diana had already pulled him away from Batman.

"You see I have this special gift. I can smell Wolves." He said as Bruce fell to the ground in a puddle of his own blood amidst the screams of Diana and Zatanna. A clank sounded as the end of the sword sticking out of his back hit the steel floor.

He looked down at the jeweled hilt as it stuck from his belly. He felt Diana's cool hands on him and her screams seemed like a distant memory. Shining Knight was shouting Sheyera was trying to beat him up and his blood kept flowing. It wouldn't stop.

It.

Wouldn't.

Stop.

Bleeding.

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