Chapter 1 - Finding Him

'Please let him be alive.'

That was the only thought racing in his mind as he took down guard after guard.

'Please let him be alive.'

He searched room after room for him.

'Please let him be alive.'

It's been 8 months.

'Please let him be alive.'

8 months of tracking and finding him.

'Please let him be alive.'

8 months of close calls, but not close enough.

'Please let him be alive.'

He finally entered the last door, his heart beating rapidly.

'Please let him be alive.'

And there he was: Lying on the hard floor with nothing but a scratchy, blood stained cloth covering his lower half. His whole body was covered with bruises, scratches, gashes, and burns. His hair was cut short, and his eyes were barely open. If not for the slight rise and fall of his battered chest, he looked dead to the world.

He raced to his side, already taking off his jacket. He was vaguely aware of the others rushing inside beside him, equally worried as him.

But…

'He was alive.'

A.N: A.N: You guys, don't get confused. This is the Batman version of Ménage. I originally posted this in AO3, but I now I want all my works in , AO3, and Wattpad. If you can't wait to see what happens, go and read the work in either AO3, or Wattpad. But, please let me know your opinions and thoughts. It would be really helpful to me.