A/N: Sorry it's been awhile; I was grounded yesterday and had a bit of writer's block to top it off. _ But I'm back! And thank you for your reviews!

A/N2: I forgot to mention this in the last chapter, Luke and Nikki and characters from another story I'm helping write, 'Crush' by Dead Caffeine Wolf.  

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My parents taught me a different lesson... lying on the street, shaking in deep shock, dying for no reason at all. They showed me that the world only makes sense when you force it to.

 -The Dark Knight Falls

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Thunder or his heart pounding, Bruce couldn't tell which of the two he was hearing as he ran through the rain, through the onslaught of bullets and shrapnel with Virginia in his arms.

 "Bruce!" It was Logan, crouched down low behind some sort of statue, "Hurry up!" He barked out over the rain.

Bruce quickened his pace, "She's hurt!" He shouted pulling Virginia closer to himself; Logan scowled throwing a hidden switch in the statue opening up a stairwell under the cement.

 "Just follow the hallway to the third room on the right."

Bruce didn't even hesitate as he descended the stairs into a dark hallway; his only source of light was the dim string of light bulbs above him. He slowed as he came to the door and pushed it open finding himself in a room smelling of antiseptics and blood. A boy around the age of 14 or 15 ran up to them, his eyes were wide with fear and something Bruce couldn't quite place.

 "Is Luke with you? Where is Luke?" He asked panicky, his eyes darting around the room as though something was going to attack him at any moment.

 "No, sorry." Bruce frowned down at the boy who had begun to sob hysterically.

 "What did they do with Luke!" The boy screamed balling his fists.

Another boy ran up to the two and grabbed the younger boy by the arm, "Come on Nikki."

 "Bruce! Bring her over here!" Bruce jerked his head to the right finding Hank waving his large blue hand in the air.

Sidestepping the two boys, Bruce quickly made his way over to Hank, who was clearing a spot for him to lay Virginia down on. While Hank took over cleaning and dressing Virginia's wound, Bruce scanned the room. He noticed quite a few were injured, including Scott, who was now missing an arm. The boy from earlier was clinging to an animal of some sort at the far end of the room, he was still crying.

 "We need ta get outta here soon!" A deep gravely voice barked as the door slammed open.

The room went silent as everyone gaped at Logan standing in the doorway, half his mask ripped off along with parts of his uniform.

Hank's eyes widen with worry, "We have wounded Logan, how are we going to get them all out?"

Logan's voice is ice cold, "Leave the ones who can't walk, we don't have time." His eyes and face show no emotion at all as he turned for the door.

 "Leave them here!?" Bruce found himself shouting at the shorter man, "And what? Let those assholes take them and do God knows what…" His voice lowers; it's the Batman inside him surfacing, "But I bet you know what they'll do, don't you?"

Not even having enough time to blink, Logan is on top of him claws centimeters from his throat.

 "You know nothing!" Logan snarled pressing the tips of his claws to Bruce's neck; a thin trail of blood ran down Bruce's neck, "Yer in a whole new world, bub." He growled climbing to his feet and sheathed his claws.

 Bruce scowled and wiped the blood from his neck, he watched angrily as those who were conscious and could walk filed out of the room leaving the injured behind. He glanced around the room once last time and to his surprise, finds Virginia struggling to get to her feet. She stumbles forward and he catches her before she hits the ground.

 "How-?" Virginia gasped, "You were…" She shakes her head, "Never mind."

He helped her to her feet, "Can you walk?" His voice is looser than it had been moments earlier.

Virginia shook her head, "I can hardly breath." She admitted frowning slightly.  

 "Hold on." Bruce grunted picking Virginia up fireman style then headed out the door and down the way the others had gone.

Virginia leaned her head against his shoulder, she had heard what Logan had said and unfortunately, she knew he was right.

 "You two are a lot alike." She sighed softly, her eyes shining dully in the dim light.

Bruce slowed his pace, "What?"

 "You… you and Logan. You're both angry at the world…" A fit of coughs racked her body and she stilled briefly, "…at everybody…" She finished smiling warily up at him.

Bruce shook his head, "Not everybody."

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//Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now-//

//Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me
Shall I give in
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet my end//

-Evanescence, Whisper.

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