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He knew that she recorded that whole day in question, he just had to follow the schedule and each location that he memorized that day ...
So, he prepared for a week before the events of the day of the recording ...
All this because the journalists, and Ashley's own family came to attack the investigative police , although after that, it was not difficult to unite the two girls , making a double date to coincide an exit between friends ...
She soon afterwards started to pair with a girl named Zoe Noronha Saldanha, a wealthy Puerto Rican, daughter of a senator who had a reputation as a pedophile , but discovering that this fame ...
It was just rumors, spread by enemies and rivals among the politicians, of a rival.
All he knew at that time was from a communications company rivaling Ashley's parents , so he realized that he was living between two turning points or she was dying or becoming a monster.
People without knowing that he could use the knowledge of a life that never came to be , so it was a human goal that had developed the power and control of television waves, radio waves, technology control a few meters away. channels...
She didn't develop it before, but it came after what he may have Bruce as his tutor.
She was a brunette with flowing hair, straight as a tidal wave of oil, she was a reporter in her tall, slender and beautiful future ...
In their first life , both were from a rival television network competing with the daily planet ...
When, in what would be called The Star of Tomorrow, she herself ended Lois Lane's career by discrediting her reporter , creating an alternative in her life leading to the right path.
It was done with this that he was gaining their trust and in no time leaving them alone because that was the turning point.
At that moment, when he heard about another woman.
Alanis Harrison ally of Alaria and she was the fiery brunette, a woman of a specific talent, and lonely of 17 years for someone of this age was well rounded and already knew the underworld of sex and prostitution.
That was some time ago, a long time ago, wavy and dyed blondorange hair and in turn her amber skin, her green eyes, whose mother was a powerful blonde white and her father a tall black man.
Of course, somehow, Mr. Maheb and his cousin Miharb , had thousands of works of dubious origin on all the walls of their respective immense mansions ...
They met Norma and Anabelle Bellow sisters with whom they crossed paths in theirs, but who saw in them potential allies, an expert in murder and theft of information.
In another moment, in stealing objects, he would steal a powerful artifact that Pascale stole two weeks before she died.
Both parents were professional killers and met on a mission several years later amid his infiltration of a criminal organization when he was Batman ...
In that moment of his childhood, he followed the girls, whom he knew would originally die or disappear, or become a mad and homicidal villain.
There at that school, Jasmine Campbell Kojinko Haras, and she would be the future leader of the Hahas organization , the third mixed-race daughter of Japanese and English, and descendants of Arabs, and redheaded Vikings ...
When, he tracked his steps for several years where he planted ambushes to catch the family of murderers ...
In a future that did not happen, when, he infiltrated the organization of Hahas , where he saw after a war between the assassins of Ras that decimated the Hahas clan ...
The Hahas clan was a branch of the Hashashin clan , loyal servants to Fatima ...
As Ra's clan grew up unaware that there was another branch of desert killers, they followed Fatima.
They were heirs and branches, from ancient Arabs, when Fatima left the clan, and left her son with her previous husband, she was simply accompanied by Hashashin's first descendants .
For millennia, they hid themselves out of sight, their murders were obscure.
Bruce found out when he met Amasteus and Fatima, only in his first life, when it was in a moment past time, just at Ragnarok, when even before he joined Zariel , it wasn't even him, it was an alternative version of him ...
Even though he will never discover how and when he really got to know the story for the first time, how he got to know them.
Of course, if he had not joined the Zariel , or once in his life, had joined the great knight darker in the fight pleo multiverse, he would never have access to the first time.
Or when at some point in time, he would have known himself and they would not be talking about alternative lives, and alternative deaths.
Now, in this main reality, there was another moment in time, he was about to find out about the great clan war, between which he was never going to know about the struggle for domination.
Her father Hiroshi Kojinko , and her mother Anastácia Campbell Kojinko , both had already beaten their daughter at different times, they did not want her.
They were direct descendants of Haras, and the ancient Hashashin , that would be another problem regarding access to knowledge.
As far as they were concerned, four older brothers ... and a younger ... only female daughter ... from that family.
The records of all history, were cataloged and kept in the middle of old registries, and dusty record rooms.
As for there, there was a poison that was passed between Saar's family, she can send the recipe to her daughter to end it all , but what else forcing the memory remembered that several families with problems ...
Now, or about 1000 years after he met Amasteus , when he brought them together, when Bruce married them, and through the ages, he convinced them to take the descendants of Haras, so that a part of branching to stick with the old traditions, and pass them on.
That was how Fatima kept traditions, and ancient cultures, and secretly operated the old clan, which now, Bruce had a double job to keep hidden.
In that past moment, in his childhood, he had discovered about his childhood.
That there, when there were between Gotham and Metropolises several girls had been murdered, and always one of the children disappeared ...
It looked like a chain of events and a cycle of murders and disappearances , where one is linked to the other and with that , he connected several lines with victims being found , but he can avoid all kinds of encounters, but he realized that there weren't many ... but what caught his attention was that in the absence of rich girls, he changed his targets ...
There were about four to five months of difference between the disappearance cycle between her friends and the women found in the forests of Great Falls ...
When, he looked, it was at this time in his childhood , he heard the story that he had told him ...
If well that this time it all came out in the newspapers, he remembers his parents switched off the TV and chose some random television program to prevent it from view , and which seemed to have no effect, he would end up knowing ... like that his childhood and repetitive moment.
Because it became news and everyone talked about it at some point , it was because of this that he was sent to a boarding school , when he remembers that everyone was afraid of this situation , but as he said, it would not happen again.
Then, he learned soon after in newspapers studies and everything he could see would have no way to hide , although nothing or anyone could prevent the information from leaking ...
Everything that he would avoid from happening, and soon after a while, after the death of his parents, he already an adult in his studies of criminology, he studied this and calculated also ...
Then again, it all happened between a six-month gap between his attempts to save the girls and a wave of call girl murders ...
To which there were several girls between 14 and women of 35 who were mostly were professional street ...
It was the forest Great Falls , this forest was a large reserve ecological which included an immense animal protection reserve lions of the mountains on one side and wolves of other animals like grizzly bears ...
It would be a great place to spawn bodies and maintain discretion without having to worry for a while ...
At that moment, when, he remembers the photos that were in the police and media reports, Zariel had said that even if he saved them some deaths could not be avoided, because they were predestined and some people would be hunted by death and in a way or on the other they would die ...
Where there is death there will always be death ...
Say that to what happened to your alternate version.
Now seeing those records in that dusty filing room.
He was thinking about it, there was reason since most if he did not die at the hands of the mysterious killer he would die of some contagious disease, sexual or overdose , but nothing would prevent him from prolonging and postponing the inevitable ...
That was it, so it was what each girl was reporting, he following each one of them and bringing them together ...
It was the 24 girls and women who were victims, they were drug users, amid the fact that these women were marked to die, he made an attempt , if that and he can not avoid it was before his childhood after all ...
They should be thrown into some rehab facility, by force.
He asked some informants to keep an eye out, they did a good job after all, he would know for sure that there would be souvenirs ...
The forest was literally forming an isolated island that connected Gotham to Metropolises and in the vicinity between the forest parks of Green Haven that was in Gotham and Moron Light that was in Metropolis ...
And these were found 12 women who were after several examinations and examiners discovered after six months that body s, so now in the midst of the excavations in the vicinity were now ...
Well ... mummified and all the records show that they were tortured , as for all the coroners they examined , b in ..., they were call girls and after six months plus 12 bodies on the other side of the reserve, and in a a year to do so ...
When, he realized that even if he helped to train the prostitutes of the streets, there were still those that he could not save , he realized that the dead would come and get them and if they would not take them, they would take others ...
In the end , when he realized that he could not take his friends near his convivial streets, he changed his target , at that time, he remembered that there were among Green Haven, twelve mutilated, hanged and mummified bodies ...
And them and stavam tied and sodomized, they were strangled , then, before it happened, he followed them and asked for someone to follow each of them , were still counting that date of their first meeting ...
The bodies were discovered , and they were in the isolated part of that reserve ...
Now, he knew , for sure even if it took months of investigations, and even if the investigators still knew when investigating using the fingerprints and seeing that there were all of them women who took advantage of their bodies for their livelihood ...
He went for a walk with his friends and said one day in his hiding place, when the girls were there, there was also Sara, who had invited Poole and Pamela, they were studying at the same school, after all.
E ra all boiled down to a chain of events that would lead to a single conclusion and a series of events , and this included death as the ultimate goal ...
The police reports were very detailed and complete for years in his future , when he can investigate on his own the killer was never caught, but if he followed this line of thought, it all came down to investigating the call girls, more appropriately his clients. ...
At that time, he was talking to him with Veronika , Joans , Eduarda and Petrovia ...
Amasteus for his part was committed to using his contacts to organize the sending of money in bank accounts of informants ...
Even now, that he advised all those women to be accompanied, even so he could not prevent the deaths of women in particular, but he did not seem very demanding, considering that our killer in question was demanding on certain days , when he didn't speak that way ...
- And he's easy to predict. - Bruce said ...
He has very specific and predictable movements. - Bruce Wayne said ...
Some women who were interviewed
So that in the end, to know about their clients, who were the most eccentric and were not just any prostitute and were not any random women , of course, they had other colleagues from other schools who could help in the investigations ...
That's how I idealized the chain. - Bruce said .
So the women who participated in the chain circle helped to walk around that place and make small patrols there , each linked to the other for information, and in turn they were receiving information from whereabouts in which they were bookstores ...
They would have scouts in the sewing clubs, some of these clubs were disguised as tailoring , while the night clubs were placed under dark circles. - Bruce said , but he didn't speak that way ...
Just said ...
They would be a group of information, they would be communicating with each other, walking accompanied , it was then that he realized using the investigations, it was always like this it was always used in this way ...
There were always those who imitated the modus operandi of each criminal to erase their tracks , they were similar, but not the same, it all came down to begging ...
When, he went towards that place before the police arrived 1 hour before to collect evidence , he saw there was a lot of evidence, among them bottles of vodka shakes with orange juice ...
There were several slices of orange discarded, as well as bottles of vodka, the clothes of the mummified girls ...
He ate there. I believe. - And he likes oranges a lot. - Bruce Wayne said ...
Well. - I deduced that he was in a hurry and was sloppy at times, since he erased people's memories, but he had a pattern ...
- Tell us about that pattern. - Said the prosecutor ...
E m their bodies were partially buried in the desert, were missing buttons shirts, naked from the waist down, his toes were in the flesh, mutilated and defensive wounds on his body ...
Their bodies were mutilated and marked where he saw nails pulled out, bite marks on his body, especially on his feet, and some things were torn from his clothes ...
There were sometimes the absence of rings, which, according to him, he remembered in the records of the reports, they often carried around with them , while the hair clips, bra ornament souvenirs, t-shirt button balls were missing from all the women found. ..
I think you have the souvenirs in his lair , secretly , he followed the course of the case ...
And there were really souvenirs there ... in droves ...
Several girls who went out of their way, came from dysfunctional families and who in turn would have no way to return to their family , were loving mothers who were lost ...
Well ... when they lost their husbands, lost girls who couldn't find their way, women who got involved in the drug world because they lost something important , but they all had something in common, besides being prostitutes .
Those lost girls and ram who could not find their way, the specific streets and the unhappiness that were not bought with money , when they made them confused, they lost their way, and were very psychically disoriented ...
So they were Chelsea in a case of deep depression she wrote her thoughts that came with everything, disorganized going out at night writing nonstop in her many notebooks for several days ...
- Induced by random paths without any direction.
- And what you did. - I wanted to know Amasteus .
If so on ...
- I advised Ariana to head towards the location, in addition to some detailed interviews with the girls who were occasional victims ...
There was no specific destination, someone took the road, making everyone concerned, he seemed not to answer text or voice messages, he felt euphoria and depression came with it ...
When the tracks were lost , going on, on and on, and he can see that these were the cases ...
There was a problem there ...
Bruce grimaced and said as if this was strange and alien to him ...
I used to arrive in those days between spaces of murder and the juggling of my life among which my godfather Amasteus endeavored to keep my parents busy.
Now, he had no one to hinder him, he was an adult, even though he was irresponsible.
Present moment ...
Year 2021
Primary zero earth.
Bruce was in that mansion, he had just arrived from one of the meetings, he had a story he heard about a series of murders, from the present moment.
There was no time to go towards his bed, the office and his couch, they were closer, his body was taken, without even preparing, just rinsing his penis with lubricant.
- My. - Snarled Darkseid holding on to his hips, going up by his shoulders, he thrust it, just to hear his screams, Bruce didn't need more than ten to go back to squeeze around Darkseid's penis and come underneath it, towards the pillows .
Bruce was there to appear in his office at that moment, he was taken towards the couch, he was at that height, being pulled while Darkseid took off his clothes, and left him naked, laying Bruce in that place between pillows.
It was hitting in and out, between the thrusts, while Darkseid came inside him repeatedly, like a high pressure hose, lining its interior and overflowing from the sides, without ever stopping hitting in and out of it.
Darkseid slapped each of his asses, squeezing tight on those wonderful thighs.
The new god lashed out at him, hitting him hard inside, Bruce kept moaning and screaming for each time, which he held on his shoulders.
Those blows in and out of him made him scream scandalously, pushing with his legs apart, between the middle of his legs, using his legs and heels as a lever between the up and down, he moaned, shouted squeaky, among the growls of Darkseid .
That narrow, wrinkled hole that Darkseid was feeling entering with difficulty, due to the lack of preparation, was narrow, its rings were wrapped around his veined cock, with his growls and his screams.
Giving an interval of blows between swelling the knot inside him, without Bruce being prepared, he stored it swelling inside him, in a space of minutes making him come nonstop amid the blows inside and outside him.
With that sinful body, speaking obscene words.
- My bitch. - Darkseid snarled, untangling the knot amid his screams and gagging ...
Darkseid ordered him to repeat in the midst of his screams, and Bruce babbled, unable to form half a dozen words together.
While Darkseid fucked the man under him, who made him growl and bite him, holding his shoulders to keep him in place, while he had him up and down fast and with overwhelming blows and his impulses.
Bruce was all about begging, please and moaning and screaming, in addition to being thrown, his legs spread his soaked hole, dripping the cum through his blows with deep thrusts.
Darkseid was keeping him lying down while thrusting with the pelvis and strokes of his penis inside him, with deep and powerful thrusts, listening to his screams, gagging and breathing and his thrusts, he pushed, pulling and hitting in and out of him.
Holding it, he lay between pillows, and his gagging screams in between his strokes of his penis in and out of that wrinkled hole in the middle of his strokes, slaps of skin against skin, in the midst of his moans, and thrusts.
Turning his body through his orgasms in a row, he had his legs spread out holding him sideways above her, between his legs.
The new god was sitting between his legs, the new god was holding his legs apart and thrusting in and out of him, with deep thrusts, followed by his screams, gasps and moans.
Darkseid snarled and lodged inside him without mercy, fast and deep, the new god spread his legs, high, while he was completely lying on top of him.
Pulling his neck in the middle of a well-located bite, never stopping beating, his penis now stuck between their bodies, swaying up and down, pulsing and coming, while he felt the new god thrust and come inside him without stop.
Being rewarded for those screams and those moans and screams, coming with the glow and twisting your body in the middle of arching your back and turning your face towards the ceiling in the middle of your blows.
While his penis squirting inside him, casting omega samson towards the ceiling, he fucked it hard without ever stopping it, and between the omega samson stop , and the thrusts in and out of it.
In the midst of his strokes in and out with his testicles hitting his ass, in the midst of his strokes, while he turned his face and bit his neck.
- You are mine. - Snarled the new god, slapping his body with each stroke of his penis inside him, with strong and deep slaps inside him, with deep thrusts, and with the blow of his pelvis on top of his ass with blows from his ass. .
Darkseid bit him, thrusting a man under him, with blows over the bite of his Adam's apple, amid the brightness of his symbols and the thunder that cut across the sky above their heads.
His shrieks, and his legs were completely turned up in the middle of his body on top of his with blows in and out of him.
Bruce screamed scandalously and shrillly, with his whole body on top of her, Darkseid fucking and thrusting him, slapping him in and out, slapping his skin against his skin, overwhelming shoves, in the midst of his body slamming against his body.
Each blow inside him, strong and deep slaps of skin against skin between the in and out and the sound of wet sucking between the slaps of his ass that were crushed with the violence of the blows.
Taking her lips, hugging him in the middle as he levered his pelvis and ass up and down in the middle of the shoves, with his entire member in and out amidst his growls and the man screams beneath him.
Turning your body on its side, on top of it and leaving with it, movement of back and forth, crashed and violent slaps with thrusts.
Keeping the man aside, holding with one hand on his thigh and the other hand on his shoulders, the new god was kneeling behind him, on top and his body pushing towards the mattresses, stocking him pushing his body.
Turning on top of him, holding one of his legs high for better access to his body, with pelvis against pelvis, in the middle of his pushing.
Amid his shrill screams, amid his moans, and Darkseid's snarls amid the shoving, and his snarls and licking and biting, with popping slaps and frantic movements with a movement of his pelvis pushing.
The new god was pushing and pulling, hard, through his thrusts.
- You are mine. - Between the growls and slaps of skin against skin with jerks, kneading your buttocks, in the middle of your skin slaps against skin, in addition to slapping hard leaving them marked red, and each one of your buttocks.
Amid the thrusts and the strokes leaving marks of the rounded shapes of his balls that hit his butt with each deep and powerful thrust, with the frantic coming and going inside and outside him.
Darkseid fucked him, in the middle of the blows of body against body in the middle of the beating of his body, kneading his butt with slaps from his butt the marks of their bodies.
Darkseid was fucking him with strokes of his cock inside him, with strokes of body against body, with the force and violence of slapping blows from their bodies in overpowering movements.
Each blow came with thrusts in and out of it with frantic blows in the middle when turning, pushing his whole body on top of it, turning it towards the mattress, with thrusts in and out.
Between his many orgasms and another and the thrusts, slaps of skin against skin amid the beats inside and outside with blows crackled from body to body.
He fucked him for good hours, until he screamed incessantly, that moment between his screams and moans, until he passed out.
Bruce gave his last cry, when Darkseid released him, they stood side by side breathing with post-coitus moans before the new god took him towards the bathroom to bathe.
Present moment.
Main zero ground.
Gotham City.
I stopped by to eat at a friend's house, and Darkseid accompanied me.
He left with an idea forming in his keep, those girls, who were his friends, had elderly parents who knew about old Gotham's stories ...
Talk to someone who knew the story and return before dinner for dinner, on a dimensional journey through time.
Just in case, he would be meditating and time traveling.
Where did all the mobsters' money come from and who would keep that amount ...
Who finances these bastards?
Recalling an investigation of his childhood, when, he learned about the cases, and made the change of time, when in an instant of time, when everything changed.
Connecting to his childhood version, he had a Robin King version of his childhood version, that was a period similar to his, the difference was just what would happen next, not before.
He thought when I was on the lookout, I waited, when one of the girls he knew would be the next victim ...
Remembering that at some point in time
How did you know...? - Questioned ...
Well ..., brother ... - His younger version said ...
When he attacked in certain periods of time and followed a pattern established between alternate days ...
It was when he attacked often it was between streets where there were more prostitutes and when I prevented attacking a school girl, it was when he felt frustrated ...
Then he pushed her towards that moment, but she wouldn't die this time, and she went towards a car, which took between thirty minutes between getting into the car to throw the flag and be almost strangled ...
He knew it was when she screamed and was rescued by a travesty that ran down the street and was bent on the chain, when she hit the car she opened the door with all her heart and pulled the desperate girl running out ...
Meanwhile, she was running, but the man ran away by car, one of the girls wrote down the license plate and the other was taken to the police station and soon they found a name and the owner of the car ...
When, this man was a mechanic and lived in Central City, he was a metallurgist and mechanic and the police followed him ...
While the man was the same in the photo ... as he remembered he was the same man with a landscape face, he liked control and this man maintained a controlling life over his wife and two children.
That was not the maniac I was looking for, but he was a maniac, which in the course of that hour, when investigating, when I started collecting points ...
The good thing, if it existed, was that his parents died, he managed to remain in the responsibility of Amasteus and Veronika , he could not tell that to the butler, who even at that point, was chosen by his parents to keep an eye on him, frankly speaking, he did not do a good job.
As far as I knew, as much as the girls and I began to realize that the man was strange, the one about his first impression after seeing the wife who was erased and who sent them towards his shed ...
Then, when they arrived at the salon, in a mechanic shop that he had bought and there was the car with the hot engine, the fireplace was on and the place was extremely stuffy and closed in the middle of summer.
Before he could live freely, it was for real, he needed help, not in the old days, not so long before crime took over Gotham, before his parents died ...