Save that bat! [Comprehensive British and American]

This day came unexpectedly.

No one expected that Batman would suddenly collapse in the watchtower's daily meeting.Clark rushed to his side almost at the same time, hugging Batman's tall body in his arms.He quickly tore off Batman's black mask, tore off his bat suit in two strokes, and sent his best friend to the Kryptonian recuperation cabin as quickly as possible.

Bruce finally woke up before Clark took Batman's health report, began to imagine the conspiracy of multiple villains, and couldn't help but smashed the door of Arkham.

He looked around and fixed his gaze on the iconic S on the Kryptonian's chest: "Clark?"

Clark floated in front of him in an instant, and asked anxiously, "B, how do you feel now?"

"I don't have any problem." Batman seemed to smile, which immediately caused a violent cough and panting. He looked at Clark's eyes full of "You liar", and said slowly, " I'm just getting old... Clark, Batman is just a normal guy."

Clark froze in place.

Bruce took a deep look at him and began to talk to Diana. He looked very tired, and after barely explaining the watchtower, he closed his eyes again and fell into a forced sleep.

Bruce's condition was worse than Clark imagined, his body was riddled with old injuries (Clark remembered that he even broke his spine twice), and the years had left particularly obvious marks on Batman's body, Clark knew , His physical strength and spirit are rapidly declining. Even with the support of Kryptonian medical technology, it has long been difficult to support Gotham's night watch.

He soaked in the nutrient solution and slept for several days, and his physical condition became worse and worse. Clark found that his cell vitality was slowly disappearing, just like all living things that have reached the end of their lives.And Clark can't do anything about it, after all, no matter how advanced Krypton's medical technology is, it can't prolong human life.

Bruce never woke up again.His body was still soaked in the recuperation cabin, the rise and fall of his chest was barely noticeable, technology and magic had lost their effect on him.

Martha sleeps on the farm in Kansas, the clown closes his eyes in Arkham, Luthor and Louis are old, and Batman is about to embrace death.

"You have to be prepared, Superman." Diana patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "We all know that this day will come sooner or later."

Clark twitched the corners of his mouth sadly: "Thank you, Diana, I know... I just—well, I mean, Bruce has always acted so powerful, as if he was omnipotent, I almost forgot about it "He smiled wryly, "O Rao, who can remember that he is just an ordinary person."

He turned around and his eyes fell on the naked/naked body of Batman in the recuperation barn. This body was once tall and fit, with a handsome and charming face. Gray, the muscles lose their elasticity and luster, just like every ordinary man entering old age-or even worse, after all, ordinary people absolutely do not have these criss-crossing scars.

He closed his eyes, and a few fine lines spread out at the end of his eyes. Clark still remembered his steel-blue eyes and rose-like lips when he was young. He always suspected that Bruce was secretly wearing lipstick when he was not Batman. , after all, Batman's lip color is always slightly pale, compared with Baby Brucey, the gap is as big as a mountain.

He never thought about it, or subconsciously didn't think about it, that Batman would also age and die.

"…Carl? Superman—?"

Clark came back to his senses, and said in a daze, "Sorry Diana, what did you say?"

Wonder Woman sighed, and said softly: "You look like a golden retriever who was kicked by the master or a summer who was homeless immediately, listen to the boy, Bruce wouldn't want to see this Yeah, and we can't wait like this, as the president of the league you should- oh my god, your eyes are red...are you crying?"

"What?" Clark quickly covered his eyes, and sure enough, he touched his own tears.After a while, he raised his head, his eyes were still slightly red, but his eyes became firm, as if he had made up his mind: "We can't live without Batman, the League and I, we can't live without Batman."

He took a deep breath, and the leadership and self-confidence of the Justice League seemed to have returned to his body, and he said slowly: "Help me contact Damian, the Batcave must contain the parallel worlds that Bruce has detected , I know something about Lord Justice, I need more now."

——The Bat Cave——

"How is he doing?"

Damian, the youngest Robin, was a grown man, almost as tall as Clark and as handsome as his father.

When facing his father's partner and best friend, the most powerful man on the planet, even though they had crossed paths, he still showed enough politeness—and vigilance.

Clark didn't care about it, and was even a little overwhelmed by being flattered.

After all, he has long been used to this. Bruce is much more rude to him than Damian. He has been called by Batman many times to "get out of my Gotham—" You must know Gotham's dark knight's desire to control and possess Not so strong, Batman attaches great importance to his things and territory, and even habitually marks and throws a bug or something.

Clark landed on the ground, not knowing how to convey to his best friend's beloved son: "His physical function is deteriorating, and he has even dropped below the warning line. If this continues, within half a month, Bruce... will be with him. Like all ordinary humans, die."

Even after hearing the bad news that his father was about to die, Damian still behaved very calmly, he looked calm as if he had been prepared.But Clark heard his heart beating faster and his blood rushing, and Clark knew that he was not as calm as he seemed, but he was mature and strong enough, time for him to grow into Batman's true successor.

"Magic and technology can't help, it involves rules." Clark looked at him and said slowly: "I need to seek help from other universes."

"Do you know what you're doing, Superman?" Damian frowned, looking disapproving of what he was doing. "The Lord of Justice had already made him anxious enough that Bruce wouldn't agree to it, and he certainly wouldn't like it." for you to see this—"

Clark cut him off. "Yeah Damian, I think I know, Rao, no one knows this control freak better than I do...but now is not the time to say that."

The Kryptonian said sincerely, "There is no other way, Damian. I would rather Bruce wake up and shoot all the kryptonite bullets into my body than lose Batman forever."

"...You know I won't always listen to him like that, superman." Damian turned on the bat host, the lit screen reflected a cold light on the goggles on his face, and he slowly pressed the confirmation button " I'm Damian."

Finally, Clark heard his lowered voice: "Although it's a bit embarrassing to admit this, but... I don't want to lose him either."

The author has something to say:

It is privately set up like a mountain, basically written blindly, I don’t know which universe, just to fall in love, don’t ask anything else.