Victor slowly opens his eye as his cybernetics power back up. The first thing he sees is an aging, nearly bald man staring at him. The man is dressed nicely, as if he was going to go to a dinner party or something of the sort. Victor's facial recognition program in his cybernetics tells him that the man is called Alfred James Pennyworth, Bruce Wayne's butler - no wonder the guy is dressed nicely.

"Ah, you are finally awake. Master Bruce will be pleased."

"Alfred, why am I at Wayne Manor? Bruce doesn't need me for anything. I can't help him. I can't help Batman either. Don't you even think about telling me that Bruce isn't Batman because he may have not told me because I… my cybernetics recognized him by his facial structure so…"

"Dr Stone wanted Batman to find you."

"So last night in the alleyway, he was just trying to find me? Man, my dad really wants me back."

"Yes Dr Stone is very worried about you Master Victor. Please go back to him."

"Not after what he did to our… my family. He ruined it. No chance. Thanks for letting me stay the night, bye."

"At least stay for breakfast, Master Bruce wants to speak to you."

"Don't have to eat but I will go."

"I will tell him that you are coming."

_In the dining hall_

Alfred is standing by the wall while Bruce is sitting in one of the many seats at the very long table. Bruce is sipping at some wine and waiting for Victor to come into the dining hall.

"How long will he be Alfred? I am getting bored."

"I do not know Master Bruce. He did not say. Would you like me to go check on him for you."

"Yes and walk him into this room."

"Of course."

_Victor's room_

Alfred knocked on Victor's door but he didn't hear a reply. In fact he didn't hear anything come from the room - surprising as with Victors weight you would have to hear something.

" Master Victor are you in there." Alfred got no reply. "Master Victor! Are you in there?" Alfred still got no reply so he just opened the door and walked into the room. It was empty. "Oh Master Bruce will not be happy about this. Not at all. Oh what should I do?" Alfred looked around again this time quicker. "This is not good at all!"

"What is not good?" Alfred turned around to see Victor standing right behind him.

"Oh. There you are Master Victor." Alfred said relieved that he did not have to anger the powerful man, Bruce. "Master Bruce requires your presence right now. Where have you been."

"It is too hard for me to talk about, sorry. I really don't want to tell you. Is that okay?"

"Fine then, Master Victor. Just come with me."

"Hmm. Fine, but then can I go?"

"That depends on what Master Bruce wants. So really I do not know."

_Dining Hall_

Bruce was sitting, waiting patiently for Alfred to arrive with Victor. When both of them came into the room Bruce only stared at Victor and then looked back down at the table - fiddling with something.

"Where have you been?!" Bruce half-shouted at Victor.

"Master Vic…" Alfred started to say before being interrupted by Bruce.

"Let him talk. I know he can speak." Bruce turned to look at Victor again."So where were you?"

"I… I was seeing my girlfriend." Victor mumbled.

"Why? I wanted to see you. And if your father is right about what you can do, then you know that I am not someone who likes to be left waiting."

"I don't want to talk about it right now. Also my father is right about what I can do. It is just that I am not scared of you or Batman!"

"Of course you're not scared of me. You're cybernetically enhanced and could kill me in mere seconds. WAIT YOU KNEW ABOUT ME BEING BATMAN!"

"Facial recognition software in my cybernetics. Now what is for breakfast?" Victor replied, licking his lips.

I thought you didn't have to eat, Master Victor. Is that wrong?"

"What! No. Just because I don't have to eat doesn't mean I don't want to. It makes me feel more human if I eat." Victor replied

"Understandable. Full English Breakfast for the both of you?" Alfred asked both of them.

"Yes Alfred." Bruce replied as Victor sat on a seat to his left and looked at what Bruce was fidgeting with - it was a phone of some sort, or at least he thinks that it is. Victor really wanted to know what it was but Bruce looked like he was busy doing whatever it was he was doing.

"Bruce?" Victor asked, tapping him on the shoulder, making sure he did not hurt him with his grip. Bruce looked up at Victor - facial features saying 'yeah, what do ya want?' "What is that? That holding?"

"Something that you do not need to know about."

"Emm… okay then. Oh look, the food is here." Victor said, pointing up at Alfred.

_Time Skip_

Their food was long gone and they were having some beer. Bruce was semi-drunk and Victor wasn't even slightly drunk.

"Even though you have had more drinks than me, you are still not drunk and I am. How?"

"Cybernetics. Thanks for the B&B service. Well I am going to go."

"No wait, stay. I want to know what happened with your girlfriend."

"Didn't know you were going to ask that. It's a long story and I am sure you have someplace to be." Bruce looked annoyed at him. "Of course you don't have someplace to be right now. Fine I will tell you."