Who did I piss off to end up as Batman?

by snow642

After the death of his parents; Bruce Wayne fell into a coma and woke up with memories of a life that is foreign yet familiar to him. Memories of a simple, happy, and carefree life that turned his whole world upside-down, and now he is stressed out about one main problem, how to keep his future children healthy, happy, and most importantly, safe.

1. Chapter 1

The loud ringing in his ears from the gunshot won't go away as he kept his eyes on his parents laying on the ground, eyes still wide open in terror.

He did not hear anything other than the ringing when he was helped off the ground, when had he fallen? He doesn't remember, and the ringing is starting to give him a headache, he did not protest as a jacket is placed over his shoulders and he is lead away from his parents. Nothing actually registered until a pair of hands rest themselves on his shoulders and he looks up to see Alfred.

The ringing is getting louder, his head is killing him, all he could do was let out a weak, "Al-Alfred..." before the pain overwhelmed him and he passed out.

~Gotham Hospital~

Bruce woke up on a hospital bed with an IV drip in his arm, he has to force himself to calm down and ignore it as he sat up carefully and look around.

It is a private hospital room, a chair is next to his bed with a half-empty bottle of water and empty wrappers in the bin, someone has been sitting in the chair watching over him as he slept. The room is dark so is nighttime, whoever was with him, most probably Alfred, had to go home.

He lay back down and rest his arm that isn't connected to the IV drip over his eyes. He should still be mourning the loss of his parents but he just went through memories of another life so it felt like his parents died years ago, not just recently. Yes, he is upset he lost his parents. He missed the very much and he misses his family in his previous life as well, he wonders how they reacted to his death. Hopefully, they'll be alright. He sighs softly, there is so much he needs to possess, not only his past but his future as well.

He holds up his hand as he stares up at the ceiling, he can't believe it, he is Bruce Wayne, the Batman. He knows what's going to happen in the future and he has so much he has to prepare. He clenches his fist and slams it against the bed. He has to start planning his training and he doesn't care if he isn't just a normal human dressed up as a bat, he knows that is one reason why most people likes Batman but this isn't a comic, cartoon or movie. This is his life now and he can't...he can't allow any of his future children to die. He will Not allow it.