Disclaimer: *Lines up lawyers and reached for bowling ball* I like lawyers. Really. *Tosses ball and knocks over all the laywers* Strike.
The End of the Beginning That Is the End
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Chapter Five: ...And Then, It Was War.
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The thing that surprised me about Wayne Manor was that it was black with age and disrepair. You would think that a person with that amount of money (billions) would at least have the house fixed every couple of years, but it looks like the lawn hadn't seen a gardener in a year. At least. Michiru rolled up the driveway and stopped right at the gate. Mr. Wayne, it's Misty Faere and I'm with Priscilla Eternle..., Michiru spoke into the com but was interrupted by the buzz of the gate. I remember how it creaked open on rusty hinges, making me shiver involuntarily. It wreaked of anger and loneliness, bitterness and betrayal. And it shocked me to my core how much it reminded me of two people I had felt this from in a short amount of time. Terry and myself both share the same aura and now we had to let another member into the secret society. So I decided to ask Setsuna about Mr. Wayne.
*Flashback*
"So what's the deal on Wayne?"
"Mr. Wayne has had many trials and tribulations throughout his life."
"Don't we all."
"No, hime, not like us. Bruce Wayne's life was first destroyed when he was just 10 years old and it just has never ended."
"What happened?"
"He watched his parents get murdered by some low life mugger and was then raised by their butler Alfred Pennyworth all alone in this huge, empty manor. When he entered the business, he was the toast of the town but he still lived his solitary life, earning billions a year alone and owning the single most lucrative businesses in America, more like the world, actually. When he was in his 30's, he adopted a teen named Dick Grayson who lost his parents in a horrible accident at the circus. He raised him and made sure he was well off if he ever wanted to strike out on his own. About ten years later, it was rumored that Bruce and Dick had a big falling out and he left Gotham never to be heard from again. A few years later, another young boy named Tim Drake ended up at Wayne Manor and once he reached 16, no body heard from him again either. Now, Bruce has a young man run errands and accompany him to formal functions but he doesn't live with him as far as I know. I think his name was Terry McGinnis. He never married or had children. It's really sad."
"Wow. I haven't lived long enough to out-angst him. Yet."
"*Sigh*Oh hime."
*End Flashback*
So I found out that Terry had an inside job. I guessed I would see him at the dinner then. Oh yeah. He answered the door, and almost had an aneurysm when he saw me. Happy to see me, I'm sure. Come on in. he said, his eyes never leaving mine as he took our coats. What a pretty arm band you have, he continued as he led us through the labyrinth called Wayne Manor to the dinning room. I felt Ambrose's eyes flash in slight amusement before going dormant again. Setsuna walked ahead of us and led into the crystallized room. Hotaru let a low whistle, barely audible, and she surveyed the huge chandelier that hung over a elaborate table set for at least twenty. Okay, I was officially impressed. A solid figure stood up from the head of the setting and extended his hand to Setsuna. I'm glad you could come Priscilla. And I see you've brought me more beautiful young women, he smiled...slightly. Terry pulled out all of our chairs, except for Haruka's who almost started screaming at him for suggesting that she couldn't pull out her own chair. He quickly scurried over to his own chair at Bruce's right side...God's right hand as it would. Setsuna sat at his left and Hotaru next to her, then Haruka. I sat next to Terry and Michiru next to me. The night had officially started, and somehow, Terry had managed to drag me into a private conversation.
*Flashback*
"So what brings you to Gotham, Bunny?"
"Life."
"Okay, then what brings you to Wayne Manor?"
"Priscilla."
"All right then, how did you become so bitchy?"
"Excuse me?"
"Gotch' ya."
"I really don't like you."
"Guess what princess, we're stuck with each other. At least until this project is over."
"Where is the bundle of joy anyway?"
"I roped my girlfriend into watching it for me while I was here."
"So how desperate is this girl to be your friend?"
"How desperate are you to care?"
"Choke on that bread, McGinnis. Choke on it slowly."
"*Chuckle*"
*End Flashback*
At that moment, I knew it
was war.
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