Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. I know I just posted this the other day but I had two versions of this chapter and I liked this one better. What do you guys think?
Bruce arrived at Wayne Manor shortly after. He had found himself entering the Batcave in a daze. He snuck up to the master bedroom quickly stripping off layers of him until he was completely bare. His brown hair was tousled and his eyes lost. He silently gathered clothes and dressed in a flourish.
Alfred was about to go to the Batcave to see if Master Bruce had entered. He usually wouldn't be home for a bit but Alfred liked to be prepared. The older gentlemen's eyes were burning with fatigue but he was loyal to a fault. Even he himself didn't always quite understand it. The boy…young man would almost never thank him. Maybe to him it was understood, but sometimes…sometimes Alfred longed to hear it out loud. As he was about to make his way to the cave, he heard the faintest sound.
"Hello?" No response. Alfred made his way ever so cautiously to the master bedroom.
He knocked on the door.
"Master Wayne?" He opened it but no one was there. The window however was left opened which it had not been earlier. Alfred made his way over to close it when a piece of paper fluttering in the wind caught his eye.
"Went out. Bruce."
How very odd. Master Bruce never left his own house by window. Maybe as a child he had but not recently. He would usually leave through the cave or possibly the front door but that was even a rarity these days. Alfred felt dread in his heart for his charge. Something was very wrong.