Just letting you know this universe diverges from the events of my story Dark Claw: The Murder Gag.

"Director Wayne, we've located the target." the voice from the radio told Bruce. "He's heading west, and he's on the rooftops."

"Great work soldier." Bruce said to the walkie talkie before looking at the pilot. "Alright men, let's get this son of a bitch."

As the helicopter turned to head in the direction of their target, the forty-six year old agent tried to focus himself. Memories swirled in his mind, trying to drag him back to wallow in his regrets and failures. But he couldn't let that happen, not when he was so close to ending this war once and for all. A long war that consumed every waking moment of his life for the last twelve years, a war that he has sacrificed everything to win. He has sacrificed everything he loved, every little moral he had left and any chance of a future away from violence and SHIELD. All to protect the world from the threat he saw coming their way, a threat that people were aware about but few were willing to deal with.

"Sir, I see him." the pilot said and Bruce followed his line of sight to see a cloaked figure leaping across rooftops.

"Alright. Johnson, take him down. But wound him." Bruce ordered as he looked at his expert sniper. "I have some things keep want to say to him."

Johnson obeyed his orders and it only took him a few seconds to get his aim right before pulling the trigger, the gunshot cutting through the sound of the helicopter blades. Bruce watched in satisfaction as the target collapsed, clutching his leg but pushing himself back up to the ground. Another shot took out the other leg and Bruce smugly took his time walking towards the figure after sliding down a rope from the helicopter, wanting to drive in how powerless the man was. Was it childish, maybe. Was it cruel, not a chance. Because this man didn't deserve any kind of mercy or respect, even more than the others Bruce has hunted down. This man was special because he was the worst of them all, the one Bruce hated even more than the Hyena because it was people like him who allowed the Hyena to keep living.

"Hello Logan. It's been a long time." Bruce told the former vigilante and so called protector of New Gotham. Logan looked at him with wild and bloodthirsty eyes, wearing a black cloak that was practically falling apart over a black body suit. He had let his hair and beard grow out and now that Bruce could see him, he couldn't help but smirk with amusement at how he resembled an ebony haired Jesus.

"That it has Bruce. That it has." Logan responded, wincing in pain from the bullet sin his legs.

"Impressed? You better be. It took us many years and many failures to perfect those. Thankfully the Hyena was willing to help us with our tests." Bruce told Logan, pulling his gun from his holster. "Those same bullets are in this gun Logan. And as you might have guessed, I don't plan to bring you in alive."

"Bruce, pleased just stop. You have to stop." Logan finally said, and Bruce smiled more as the fearsome Dark Claw continued to beg. "You can't kill every metamutant. There's a new one born every day. And even if you can, what then? Will you kill every genetically enhanced human, every cyborg, every alien, anyone who isn't one hundred percent genetically human?"

"Well I was able to kill Amazon and make it clear that Hippolyta should keep her people in Themyscira. Don't get me wrong I will deal with them eventually, but I have bigger issues." Bruce told him as he looked down the metamutant, clutching the gun tightly in his hand. "And no I won't kill every enhanced human, since most are created by accident so as long as they obey the rules they can live long and happy lives."

"What, and mutants had control over what happened to them? They had a choice to be born the way they were?" Logan challenged. "Like your son? In case I'm mistaken, Barbara apparently didn't agree with you."

Bruce struggled to keep the memories contained, to focus on the present and this moment which he has been dreaming about for years. But he college's but think about how he felt when he learned that his infant son had the metamutant gene. All he could think about was the danger those freaks posed to the world, the evils they were capable of committing, of what the Hyena had done to Jason. He knew many thought he did it without hesitation but in truth it took him weeks to finally come to his decision, to do something that made him hate himself more than anything even though he knew it was right. He had hoped it would have been as easy as when he started this mission, when he refused to obey the orders to leave the Hyena alone because of the information he had on people like Luthor and the Big Question. It hadn't however and he still had nightmares about it to this day. His wife Barbara couldn't handle what he had done, with a part of him understanding her reaction, and she chose to detect to Logan's terrorist group to save metamutants, handing over so much vital information. He had cried when it had been reported she had been killed when his agents stormed one of their bases a year later, but it helped harden his heart to continue in his mission.

"There are sacrifices in every war Logan. With how long you've been alive you've been in a few of them, so you should know what I'm talking about." Bruce told Logan after a moment of silence, which made the fury of Logan's face grow even more.

"This isn't a war Bruce! You're hunting down children, killing innocent people for just being different, experimenting on them so you can kill them better!" Logan yelled angrily, trying to stand up but pausing when Bruce aimed his gun at Logan's face. The metamutant breathed heavily, his fist clenched though his claws remained sheathed. "You killed Sparrow. You killed someone who was basically my daughter. You killed your own friends, the man who mentored you, and nearly every hero and even villain who stood against you. You even turned SHIELD into a force of evil and terror that would impress Lex Luthor. You're creating a world ruled by fear, fear of what you would do to them for stepping out of line."

"I'm creating a world where monsters like the Hyena don't exist. I'm creating a world where gods don't walk amongst mortals freely." Bruce responded, letting anger seep into his tone before saying the final thing he will ever say to Logan. "I'm creating a word where a boy doesn't have to see his parents murdered in front of him."

Bruce pulled the trigger and watched as Logan fell to the ground, blood pouring from the bullet hole. Bruce waited and observed to see if he would get up, like what had happened with the Hyena so many times. But Logan just laid there, the spark of life extinguished, and eventually Bruce began to walk away. With Logan dead, Bruce can continue his duty with no resistance from any unified group. Now Bruce can wipe out the metamutants and anyone else who poses a threat to the innocent.

Tell me what you think and if there are any spelling mistakes or sentences that don't make sense. So in case I didn't make it clear, the Hyena killing Jason Todd in this reality caused Bruce Wayne to develop a hatred of metamutants so he started to use SHIELD to hunt down mutants and anyone who stood against him, including Nick Fury. The mention of Bruce disobeying orders is to sort of explain why Bruce wouldn't try to have the Hyena killed in the regular canon, since as a SHIELD agent he wouldn't have any problem with killing people.