Summary: Just some BMWW fics set in the future. I also added a new character I created. Hope you enjoy Chap. 1
The Undeniable Truth
Chapter 1
By. Xavier
2075, 60 ought years into the future. Now the once great, Bruce Wayne is confined to sitting in the Bat Cave, only monitoring the action. He watched as Terry Mcginnis, the new Batman and Max Grayson, the new Nightwing, wrap things up from a furious gang fight in Gotham.
"Good work." said Bruce, "Let the authorities do the cleaning-up."
"I'm expected back in Bludhaven. I'll contact you guys later. Nightwing, out."
"You should go home and spend time with your wife and kids, Terry."
The old man finally lightened up over the years, at least letting Terry to some time off.
"You've done enough for Gotham for now," said Bruce.
"Have you taken your medicine, Bruce?" asked Terry.
"Yes." Bruce answered shortly.
"Are you sure you don't need anyone to be with you?" Terry asked, well Bruce was sort of related to him now.
"I'll be fine, I'll call if there's trouble"
Terry signed off. Bruce took his cane and walked up to the manor and made himself some soup, before returning back to monitor duty. He was all alone, the bats were oddly quiet and so were the streets of Gotham. He sat in his chair and slowly he dozed off.
Hours had gone by, luckily nothing happened while Bruce was asleep. He finally awoke at around 2 am.
Suddenly the phone rang. He walked over and picked up.
"I knew you'd still be awake, Bruce."
"Hello, Kent. What do you want?"
"Nothing. Just checking up on an old friend."
"Your son has been all over the news lately. He's been a fine replacement for The Man of Steel."
"Thanks, Lois and I are very proud of him. Your new apprentice has done well himself, a fine leader. Our boy respects him a lot."
"Mmm. So why did you really call?"
"Undoubtedly the World's Greatest Detective. Fine, it's about the League."
"You should ask Terry this, he's the new leader of the JLU."
"No, it's about… Diana."
Bruce had chills running through his spine, for almost 50 yrs, he hadn't heard that name. The one who got the closest…
"What about her?"
"She wrote to me."
"So?"
"Come on, Bruce. I know you still have feelings for her."
Bruce paused for a bit. Then he thought why… Why he pushed her away… then he turned to the displays of the Bat-Clan costumes, why he pushed all of them away…
"Fine, what did she say?"
"She said she was fine."
Of course she was fine, she was a never aging immortal.
"And?"
"She asked about me and the league… and you. She still loves you, Bruce. I can sense it."
"If she really cared about me, she would have written to me years ago."
"She knew you would just ignore the letters and throw them in the pile."
He was half right.
"So what's the point of calling me?"
"Just wanted to update you on these current events. And that you should act on your certain feelings"
"Fine, Clark. Good night."
Bruce then hung up. Slowly he knew Clark was right. He was still in love with Diana. But still he pushed her away. He regrets…
But it seems a bit too late for him to act on his love. He was 96, while Diana remained at the age of 20 something.
TBC.
What should Bruce do?