November 1984
We cut to the Himalayas, a mountain range in east Asia. We then see a 13 ½ year old boy. The boy is sitting on a hilltop. The boy has jet black hair. He had emerald green eyes. He looked a bit like Harry Potter, if he didn't wear glasses and if he din't have a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He was listening to the song: "Dear Mr. Fantasy" by the band Traffic. He was listening to a cassette compilation of rock songs. The boy's name was Bruce Wayne. In 6 months, he would become Batman, one of Gotham's notorious vigilantes.
Right now, he was just a normal 13 1/2 year old boy. Bruce closed his eyes and relaxed his body. Bruce was wearing an Adidas hoodie that was dark blue. He wore jeans. He wore Converse sneakers. Bruce was in the Himalayas because he wanted combat training. Gotham City was a very dangerous place. Criminals were everywhere. There were many gangs. If Bruce was going to survive in Gotham City, the least he could do was learn how to fight. He spent 4 ½ years travelling the world.
Bruce was currently being trained by a guru named Ra's Al Ghul. Ra's Al Ghul was an immortal man. He used an ancient liquid called the Lazarus Pit to stay alive for centuries. Ra's had used the Lazarus Pit for many centuries. The Lazarus Pit grants the user the power of immortality. Bruce sat on the hilltop now.
Bruce opened his eyes. He stopped the cassette player. He takes off his headphones. He stood up, turned around and walked toward the hideout. He saw Ra's Al Ghul standing there in the distance. Bruce walked up to Ra's Al Ghul. Ra's Al Ghul was immortal. Even though he looked like a man in his mid sixties, he was actually 5 centuries old. Ra's Al Ghul used a liquid called The Lazarus Pit to gain immortality. He had been doing that for 500 years. Bruce approached Ra's Al Ghul.
"Hi, Ra's." Bruce said to Ra's Al Ghul.
"Hi, Bruce." Ra's Al Ghul said to Bruce.
"Ra's, I want to tell you something." Bruce said to Ra's Al Ghul.
"What is it, Bruce?" Ra's Al Ghul asked?
Bruce took a deep breath. "I want to go back to Gotham City. I've trained with you long enough." Bruce said to Ra's Al Ghul.
"Ok. But why would you want to go back to Gotham City for? That city is a crime ridden hell hole that is not nice." Ra's Al Ghul said.
"That hell hole just so happens to be my home!" Bruce said angrily. "If you don't like it, you can go kiss my fucking ass!"
"You don't talk like that to me, young man." Ra's Al Ghul said to Bruce. Bruce was by this point very pissed off. He already knew that Gotham City was a crime ridden hell hole. He couldn't do anything about it. He wasn't the mayor. It wasn't like he could just wave a magic wand and make the crime in Gotham disappear.
"I can fucking talk to you any god damn way I want! That is my city! I know that it is a crime ridden hell hole," Bruce said. "I don't need you to remind me. You're not my father."
Bruce felt sorry for yelling at Ra's Al Ghul like that. After all, he was kind of like a father figure to Bruce. If it weren't for Ra's Al Ghul's training, Bruce would've never learned how to survive the streets of Gotham City.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Ra's." Bruce said. "I get angry when people speak negatively about my city."
"It's okay." Ra's Al Ghul said.
Bruce walked with Ra's Al Ghul to the hideout. Ra's wanted to show Bruce the League of Assassins. The League of Assassins are a top secret group that specializes in killing specific people. They mostly kill thieves and murders. Bruce wasn't so sure if he wanted to join the League of Assassins. He didn't exactly condone killing people. Ever since his parents were shot in the alleyway back when he was 8 years old, he had vowed to never take a human life ever again.
Bruce continued to follow Ra's Al Ghul. He was curious as to where Ra's was taking him. A few minutes later, Ra's finally reached his destination. The location was a warehouse that resembled a secret lair. It was covered in many shadows. There were many ninjas in robes. Some of them wore black robes, others were in white robes. They reminded Bruce of the GI Joe action figures that he had back in Wayne Manor. He was a huge fun of the GI Joe action figures and comics. One of the white clad ninjas looked very similar to Storm Shadow from GI Joe. And the black clad ninjas reminded Bruce of Snake Eyes.
Ra's Al Ghul wore a green robe. He walked around the group of ninjas. Bruce felt a little nervous. Some of the ninjas looked menacing. Some of the ninjas looked like young adults, while the others looked a lot older.
"Bruce," Ra's Al Ghul said, "Welcome to the League of Assassins."
Bruce then saw a man being thrown into the middle of the group. The man looked like he was in his mid 40's. His face was in a terrified expression. The man had short, fire orange hair. He had dark green eyes. He was yelling in some foreign language unfamiliar to Bruce. He could tell by the tone of the man's voice that he wanted to get out of this place.
"This man has stolen animals from various farms and killed a family when they refused to let him live in their house. He deserves to die." Ra's Al Ghul said to the group. "Would anyone like to volunteer to kill this vile, putrid man?"
Ra's Al Ghul turned towards Bruce.
"Bruce," said Ra's Al Ghul. "I want you to kill this man."
Bruce looked at Ra's Al Ghul incredulously. Did Ra's Al Ghul, his mentor, seriously just told him to kill a man. He had previously vowed to never kill anyone in his life ever again. Defeating or incapacitating the man would be fine, but killing the man was pushing things too far. Besides, the man looked innocent. It was really hard to believe that the man laying in fron to f him would steal an animal, let alone farm animals. It wasn't like this man had been a serial killer. He was just a man who killed a family. That didn't qualify as a deadly offense.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Bruce asked astonishingly. "You expect me to kill this man? And for what? He only killed a family and stole some animals."
"So, this man deserves to be killed for what he has done!" Ra's Al Ghul said angrily.
"No, he doesn't!" Bruce yelled.
Bruce was beyond pissed off at the moment. He realized right then and there who Ra's Al Ghul really was. He wasn't a mentor to Bruce. He was preparing Bruce to kill somebody. All of this training, the hard work, was thrown down the drain. Bruce thought that the training was to protect himself from the streets. He realized the truth. He wasn't trained to protect himself. He was trained to be an assassin.
"You dare yell at me!" Ra's Al Ghul said. "I trained you to be a warrior!"
"No you didn't." Bruce said. "You taught me to be an assassin. I won't tolerate it! You and your crazy occult can go fuck themselves. I didn't sign up for this!"
Ra's Al Ghul was beyond furious. He started ordering his men to kill Bruce. Bruce's 4 1/2 years of training were going to pay off. Three ninjas lunged at Bruce. He stepped to the side and the first ninja landed head first into a wall. Bruce attacked the second ninja with a flying crane kick. The second ninja was down for the count. Bruce attacked the third ninja with a couple of punches and kicks, all the while dodging and blocking the ninja's attack. It was as if a fighting video game stage was happening in real life.
Once he was done finishing off the ninja, Bruce turned to face the other ninjas. Bruce then proceeded to do Bruce Lee, Chuck Norris and Street Fighter style fight moves on the ninjas. Every time one of the ninjas tried attacking Bruce with one of their swords, Bruce would dodge the sword attacks and disarm him. Pretty soon, all of the ninjas were defeated. Only Ra's Al Ghul and Bruce Wayne were left standing. Ra's looked at Bruce with astonishment. He couldn't believe that all of his men were defeated by a 13 1/2 year old boy. There was not a scratch on the boy.
"How'd you..." Ra's said incredulously. He was flabbergasted.
"That's right, bitch." Bruce said. "I just kicked all of your men's asses. Are you man enough to fight me, Ra's?"
"You bet your ass I am!" Ra's Al Ghul said with rage in his voice.
Ra's ran toward Bruce with a sword in his hands. Bruce then attacked him. It was quite difficult for Bruce to deflect the sword attacks, since he was wearing nothing more than a dark blue Adidas hoodie. And the fact that Bruce didn't know how to use a sword, let alone fight with one. Bruce tried in vain to defeat Ra's Al Ghul. But Ra's Al Ghul was more powerful than him. Ra's would often come up behind Bruce and attack him from behind. Bruce realized that he needed to figure out the pattern of Ra's Al Ghul's fight moves and fight him strategically.
First, Bruce needed to disarm Ra's Al Ghul. When Ra's Al Ghul struck at Bruce, he grabbed the sword in mid air. He had to be careful, since he didn't want to cut open his hand. Bruce snatched the sword away from Ra's. He threw it to the ground. With the sword gone, it would now be much easier to defeat Ra's Al Ghul. He attacked Ra's the same way he attacked the ninjas. Bruce was gaining more strength with every move he made. Bruce then decided to defeat Ra's Al Ghul with a roundhouse kick.
Ra's Al Ghul charged at Bruce. Bruce was already in his roundhouse kick stance. When Ra's leapt at Bruce, he delivered a roundhouse kick to Ra's so hard that he was knocked out almost immediately. Ra's fell to the ground. He was out cold.
Bruce looked around the room. He couldn't believe that he just defeated one of the most powerful warriors in history. Not that many people could defeat Ra's Al Ghul successfully. Bruce became the first person to defeat Ra's Al Ghul successfully. Bruce decided to call his butler Alfred to come pick him up. Bruce looked around the room and saw the man that Ra's Al Ghul was about to kill. The man who, according to Ra's Al Ghul, supposedly killed an entire family for seemingly no reason. Bruce wanted to interrogate this man to found out why he killed some random family for.
The thirteen year old boy walked over to the red haired man. The man looked flushed and nervous. He felt scared. The man had seen a thirteen year old kid literally beat the crap out of a group of ninjas and a samurai warrior single-handedly. Bruce started walking toward the man.
"Hey. I heard from Ra's Al Ghul that you had killed an entire family when they refused to let you into their house. Is this true?" Bruce asked the man.
"Please don't hurt me!" The man pleaded to Bruce. The man didn't want to get hurt by Bruce, after seeing what he'd done to the ninjas and Ra's Al Ghul.
"Answer the fucking question! Did you or didn't you kill an entire family?!" Bruce yelled. He wouldn't tolerate people not answering him.
"Yes. I killed a family. It was out of desperation! I was poor and homeless. I wanted somebody to take me in. The family refused to acknowledge the fact that I wanted a home. They said that I looked dirty, and that I looked sinister. They said they wouldn't accept homeless people like me into their home. I was beyond angry that this family wouldn't let me into their home. So, I planned to kill the family as punishment. I snuck into the family's house one night and proceeded to slaughter all members of the family except for one. She ran into the basement. I decided not to go after the girl. I feel bad for what I did to that family." the man explained to Bruce.
"Just because some family doesn't want to let a homeless person like you in to their house doesn't mean that you have the right to kill the family for it in revenge!" Bruce said. "What you did to that family is beyond unacceptable! I hope you rot in here for what you did to that family."
"I'm sorry." The man said to Bruce.
"Sorry is the name of a board game. You should've said sorry to the family you've massacred. I don't want to hear your bullshit excuses! Just because I saved you from being executed doesn't mean that I'll be nice to you." Bruce said to the man.
Bruce walked away from the man, who was saying several foreign cuss words at him. Bruce walked out of the room. He went towards the main living room of the house. All of the doors were unlocked, thankfully. Bruce opened the door to the living room. Once there, he saw a telephone. Bruce walked towards the phone and dialed Alfred's number. After 3 rings, the phone picked up.
"Hello. Alfred Pennyworth speaking." Alfred said.
"Hey Alfred," Bruce said, "It's Bruce."
"Ah, Master Bruce. Wasn't expecting you to call." Alfred said. "How's your training been going?"
"It was fucking horrible!" Bruce said.
Bruce told Alfred everything: about the fact that Ra's Al Ghul had been training him to become an assassin and the fact that Ra's Al Ghul tried to kill him. He told Alfred that he defeated a bunch of ninjas and Ra's Al Ghul. When he was done explaining everything to Alfred, Alfred said, "Holy shit."
"Yeah, I know. Pretty intense." Bruce said to Alfred. "Can you pick me up from the Himalayas asap?"
"Sure." Alfred said. "I'll charter a private jet to come pick you up in a few days."
"That's great." said Bruce. "See you in a few days, Alfred."
Bruce hung up the phone. Bruce wanted to leave this house right away. He'll be damned if he spent the next few days in Ra's Al Ghul's hideout. He wanted nothing to do with that psychopathic lunatic. Bruce packed his things and left the house. He took one last look at the house that was Ra's Al Ghul's hideout. He'd spent almost 4 years of his life in that dojo. Bruce couldn't believe that he was being trained to become an assassin this whole time. He'd thought he was trained to defeat criminals. Ever since Bruce's parents got killed by Victor Zsaz a few years ago, Bruce had been terrified of the concept of death.
The thirteen year old boy was just about to leave, when he saw a little girl standing in front of him. The girl looked to be around the age of around nine or ten. The girl had long, chocolate brown hair that flowed to her shoulders. The hair was a bit wavy. The girl wore a white shirt over some light grey pants. The girl's name was Talia Al Ghul, Ra's Al Ghul's daughter. Talia had seen Bruce being trained by her father many times. Bruce had seen Talia as a sister that he never had. Bruce Wayne felt guilty about living the Himalayas to go to his hometown of Gotham City. He knew that he'd much rather be in Gotham City than in the Himalayas being forced to kill people.
"Hi, Talia." Bruce said to the little girl.
"Where are you going? Why are you leaving?" Talia asked Bruce.
"I'm going back to Gotham City. I can't stay here. Your father has been secretly training me to become an assassin, which is unacceptable in my opinion." Bruce said to Talia.
"Please don't go. I'll miss you." Talia said.
"I'll miss you too, Talia." Bruce said. "I have to go to Gotham now. My butler will be waiting for me soon."
"Ok. Hope Gotham's better than this place." Talia said to Bruce. Talia then walked up to Bruce and hugged him. The teenage boy was taken aback a bit by this gesture. He hadn't really expected Talia to hug him like that. It felt good to Bruce. Talia then stopped hugging Bruce's body. Bruce had a duffel bag strapped across his back that was full of Bruce's clothes, defense weapons like shrunken and batarangs. Bruce took one last look at the dojo before he started to walk away from Ra's Al Ghul's area. He took out his cassette player, plugged his headphones in and listened to his mixtape. Bruce continued to walk from place to place. He seriously hoped that his butler Alfred would come pick him up from the Himalaya so that way he could go back to Gotham.
Bruce loitered around in villages that were peppered throughout the area in which Bruce was in. The next morning, Bruce was looking up at the sky. He was still listening to music. He saw a plane landing nearby. It excited Bruce. The thirteen year old boy hoped that it was his butler Alfred coming to pick him up to bring him back to Gotham City. He couldn't wait to be back in Wayne Manor once again after four years of travelling the world and combat training. The plane was a private jet. The jet landed in an empty field. Bruce sprinted like a track runner toward the private jet. He saw his butler Alfred there. Bruce ran up to him and hugged him tight. Bruce was happy to see Alfred again. He'd thought he'd never see Alfred again. Bruce and Alfred walked toward their jet. The jet took off toward Gotham City, Bruce Wayne's home.