Batman: One Last Night

This fan fiction story will contain strong violence, some nudity, and violence, but I would like to keep it at a PG-13 rating.

Chapter 1

That one night, Bruce Wayne would never forget. There they were Bruce had just seen Mark of Zorro with his parents. He loved it and was dancing like a stupid child, then when they turned into that alley. Bruce's life nearly became a living hell. The gunshot would ring through his ears forever. His father died first, then the gunner aimed for Bruce, but his mother pushed him out of the way, dying for him. The murderer grabbed the Wayne's wallet and ran off into the night. Bruce fell besides his knees with tears in his eyes. Then once he turned the age of 14, he embarked on a journey. Traveling all over the world, homing his martial art skills. Mastering all forms of Martial Arts from Aikido to Yaw-Yan. Bruce adopted the form of a bat as a symbol. He became the Batman. Now as Batman, he stood on top of a rooftop tying up two crooks, a man and a woman.

"You know, we were just getting back at the guy for ripping us off." said the woman.

"Save it for the courts." said Batman, as he flew like a bat into the very night, with the sound of police sirens echoing into the night.

"I'm beginning to think that Gotham City will never be as safe as Metropolis and look at me, I'm nothing but a rumor. Where else Clark is known as the "World's Greatest Hero." If anyone knew what I'd gone through the tragedy, the training, the perfection of the mind and body, my very soul condemned to an animal. WHY DID GOD DO THIS TO ME!" he screamed into the very night.

At the Batcave

Batgirl was running through the training session, she looked around and saw enemies like Two-Face and Scarecrow aiming guns at her, robot duplicates of course. They fired blanks, but Batgirl wouldn't have needed worry, she dodged them like they were nothing, putting her athletic skills to the use. Kicking down the Two-Face robot, with her foot. Then using her batarang knocked down Scarecrow.

"Come on Robin, can't you do better than that? asked Batgirl looking at him who was operating it through the control panel.

"What? You don't like me being gentle with you?" asked Robin.

"Do you expect the Joker or Ra's Al Ghul to be as easy as that? Turn it a little."

"If you insist." said Robin.

"That's enough for the night." said Batman coming into view.

"Batman, but you never say that's enough."

"Only because there's a robbery that needs to be stopped. Batgirl, you're with me, Robin you go up to bed."

"Aw, why can't I come?"

"It's a school night."

Defeated, Robin headed upstairs.

"Ready?" he asked, turning to Batgirl.

"Sure thing." she said.

Heading off the First National Bank, Batman remembered the very first time he stopped a robbery here. It was the Joker, who robbed it. One of their first few encounters. It was a long hard fought battle, but eventually Joker ended up in Arkham. He and Batgirl crashed through the building; it was nothing, but common thieves. The leader had a beautiful teenage girl handgagged with a gun. Throwing his batarang, the leader let go of the girl, then he and Batgirl took their fair shots at knocking out the robbers, while police sirens came. Batman grabbed Batgirl and grappled up to the roof.

"You know you could have asked." said Batgirl.

Batman didn't reply instead his mind was elsewhere looking at the sky, there it was the Batsignal.