1. Roses
He would come. He did it on the same night every year, every year since he was eight years old. If he were alive, he would come yet again. Two roses on the same spot under the street light, not that there was a street light there now. Even that spot wasn't there now.
All that was left was rubble from the countless explosions and fallen buildings. However, it wouldn't matter to him. He could find that place blindfolded, it was burnt into his mind, into his soul. That one night had changed course of life for one small boy, who then changed the future of one city. Continuing with his 'mission' he then reached for the heavens and affected the whole planet.
Along the way he made many sacrifices and suffered many losses. He let few in, but those who he did, he loved with a vengeance. She was lucky enough to be one of them. 'The Top One' he had said, not through his words but through his actions.
He also made many enemies and was betrayed many times, even by his friends. She was one of them too. 'The Top One' her own heart cried out. It had cried out then, just as it cried out now. If only she had heeded its cries. If only.
He would come, she knew, and the distant rumbling told her that he was coming. Just like, he did every year all those years ago.
As she observed a huge vehicle came to stop below her and a dark figure jumped out. He would know by now of her presence. As she watched, he drew two roses from within his cape. Two roses, and for an instant it was as if nothing had changed. As he kneeled down in his silent prayer, she landed softly behind him. He prayed to reconfirm his oath to them, one that he had taken to honor them and their lives.
He laid the roses and caressed the spot, where he had last seen his parents alive. After a minute, he got up and started walking to his vehicle. He looked as imposing as ever. 'The Dark Knight', 'The Caped Crusader', 'World's Best Detective' how many names he had been called by. He was all that and more.
She followed him silently, waiting for him to acknowledge her presence. But he didn't. He wouldn't, not after the last time.
"Bruce" she whispered into the night.