Bat family's cub is lost

When Palmer saw the news on the TV in the medical room, he decided to sneak out.

He put on a black cloak, pulled up the hood, and put on a mask that could cover the lower half of his face—this was one of the equipment given to him by Bruce Four, but it was a pity that he hadn't used it before. "I'm leaving," Palmer finally looked at himself in the glasses, stepped out, stepped into a passage, and appeared directly on the top of a tall building on the street.

Standing here and looking down, both sides of the street are already full of people wearing black and white clothes and holding candles in their hands.

In the solemnity, the car carrying the coffin approached from a distance and stopped on the street.

Dick and Tim are both in Robin's uniform, as if to say - it's been a bit of a bummer, but look, Bruce, we're home, Batman and Robin forever, aren't we?

The two got out of the car carrying the coffin one after the other, friends who rushed to guard the sides, and behind them were comrades in arms from the rebel army who voluntarily came to see him off.From here, they'll send Batman all the way to the Wayne family grave, next to his parents.

"stand at attention!"

"Raise the gun!"

The soldiers in a row loaded their guns, and six shots pierced the silence of the long street.People on both sides of the street threw white bouquets to the marching team as a farewell.I don't know who started it, the singing of "The Banner That Never Falls" ranges from two to two stars to tens of thousands of people singing together.

From the street to the end of the street, and then to the next street, the singing is endless.

Palmer leaped between the tall buildings with the rope gun and fell far behind the team.When we arrived at the cemetery, the moon had already risen in the night sky.Compared with the big scene outside, not many people actually attended the funeral, only those who were really close to Bruce.

He fell silently beside Dick, who was listening to the eulogy of Tim's friendly pastor, and neither of them spoke.It wasn't until Barbara in the back row heard the soft sobbing of several ladies that Dick suddenly said, "It's not your fault."

Palmer didn't answer.

"Bruce prepared everything, just one step slower. After you passed out, with the help of Bruce's long-awaited layout, the soldiers hiding in the crowd with weapons that can temporarily deactivate their abilities took advantage of the chaos and wanted to do something. What kind of superhuman ability users, they are all locked in the special prison built before."

Palmer remained silent.

Dick racked his brains and flipped through the topics he could talk about, "Superman and Wonder Woman," he started, and Palmer's hands on his knees clenched.

"Your previous outburst of energy seems to have messed up the DNA sequences of Superman and Wonder Woman, making them both old. A Kryptonian, an immortal demigod, when I was wearing the kryptonite that Bruce had prepared When the armor found them, both of them had white hair and wrinkled faces."

"Probably due to the sudden change in his physical condition, Superman is like a leaking electrical appliance, with heat rays radiating out uncontrollably, and Wonder Woman becomes weak in limbs, and was accidentally hit by Superman." Dick spread his hands. , "Now both of them are being held in prison. After the order is restored, they will be tried in accordance with the law of superpowers."

"Exile?" Palmer's voice was hoarse.

"If there are no accidents, it should be like this."

"so be it."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

The first handful of earth after the coffin was lowered into the grave was thrown by Alfred, "It's time to go to bed, Master Bruce." The old man once again suffered from the person he regarded as his own child, the greatest s damage.

Dick, Tim, and Palmer carried out the remaining steps together. The three of them filled the grave with shovel after shovel without saying a word, and set up a tombstone.Flowers were piled in front of the tombstone, and other odds and ends were placed underneath.Nightwing's darts, Tim's chips, Barbara's oracle sign, and Alfred's cookie.

Palmer secretly put the rebirth energy capsules collected by Bruce into the coffin, and put in the pocket watch entrusted to Alia, engraved with a magic circle that can automatically protect when a life reaction is detected.

After all, he had extravagant hopes.

The war-torn world is desperately waiting to be rebuilt, so busy that Tim starts to complain that "the blood flowing in his veins is turning into coffee" and the workload forces everyone to temporarily put their sorrows behind them.

As long as you work enough, you will not be able to catch up with me when you are sad.jpg

From the handling of the task force under Superman, to the election of the new president, the follow-up resettlement of the rebel army and the revision of the superpower management plan, to the guy who messed up things.Wally and Dick team up to clean up the rebellion and run around the world all day long.Alia is in charge of rebuilding after a disaster, and her abilities are helpful in that regard.

And Tim was pushed to the forefront of politics to use his ingenuity, and the documents to be processed every day can be piled higher than people.Perhaps after the probationary period of the bill expires and the new president takes office, he will have a chance to retire and rest.

As for Palmer, he temporarily assumed the task of the Superpower Special Administration, responsible for guarding those troublesome characters.Faced with the enhanced ability after rebirth, he only needs to trap the consciousness of those guys in the dream, and very few people can escape.

Barbara was so busy re-establishing police order that she became dizzy, and even wanted to dig out her retired old father to find a job again.After finishing her recuperation, Louise didn't go to see Superman anymore, but went directly to the front line of news, and is now continuing to do her part to promote the acceptance of superpowers without antisocial tendencies by ordinary people.

Out of some kind of tacit understanding, they even forgot about the exile time of Superman and Wonder Woman.It wasn't until I accidentally saw the news or listened to others talking about it that I suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.For this reason, they gave themselves a vacation one after another, using various reasons, and turned around and saw other people's new flowers in front of Bruce's tombstone.

Speaking of which, today's society has entered a normal track.Some time ago, the new president called Tim to see if he wanted to build a statue of Batman as a memorial.Tim refused without hesitation, and later used this incident as a joke to the family members who finally got together.

"Bruce will definitely not like that kind of ostentatious style. Think about it, the bedtime stories parents tell their children-the great hero Batman, the old man will definitely look good when he hears it."

Because someone called and reported that a child ran away due to the fear of a car accident on the streets of Star City, and urgently needed to be dealt with.When Palmer came to Wayne Manor, the long-lost family afternoon tea was already halfway through, and there were only two pitiful cookies left on the plate.

Tim teases Dick about the extra gray hair on his head, saying that he's not far from being gray in middle age.And Dick said indifferently, "But I have a girlfriend. By the way, Barbara and I are planning to get married, so I will take advantage of this holiday. And you, Xiaohong, you are still single."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the last cookie, but unexpectedly found nothing. "Palmer? Huh, our busy little birdies are flying home," said Dick, laughing.

Holding the plate of cookies, Palmer silently stuffed the remaining cookies into his mouth, chewed and swallowed slowly, and then looked at him calmly, "I'm going home, go back to my world."

"According to the message left by Bruce, you've been away for almost seven years, and it's time to go back." Tim nodded, "Do you need me to wish you a smooth journey back?"

Dick hesitated to speak, but actually he wanted to ask him to stay.

[Even if the time here reflects that Palmer's world is only one night, but what happened will not be erased because of this, can he really integrate into his own world as usual? 】

but.never mind.Dick smiled and took off Palmer's hood and rubbed his soft hair, "If you have a chance, you are welcome to come back and see us."

But when it came time to say goodbye, Palmer hesitated again.

"The power of superpower management is too tempting, so I elected more than one successor, so that they can supervise each other and check each other, so as to maintain the long-term vitality of the policy as much as possible." After finishing his work, he was at a loss for words, Squeeze out sentences don't quite look like caring about caring.

"Even the best policies should be treated in the worst light, and don't expect too much from those in power. Give them a good beating every once in a while, and don't be too soft."

"Got it," Dick looked at him mildly, and Tim stood beside him and waved at him.Goodbye, goodbye.

This is farewell.

Palmer woke up from the bed, staggered into the bathroom and crouched in front of the sink, retching.When he raised his head, he saw himself in the mirror with red eyes, short hands and short legs, and a round face, which seemed strange to him.

The huge flow of information rushing up in his head made his head ache, dizzy and dizzy, and he felt more and more nauseous.

[He is going to "die". 】

[It's like forcing a large soul into a super small body, when what happened in another world is reflected in this world, his original body will be discarded and become a "corpse". 】

Palmer continued to stand on the sink, looking at himself in the mirror, covered in sweat and covered in white paper.It won't take long for his internal organs to feel the pain of being burned, and his bones will be so soft that they can't support the skin.And finally, his body will melt and disappear from the inside out, and the energy stripped out will form his reborn appearance.

How is he going to face his family?

Forget who said, [Doubt, exploration, memory, truth and time, all are like poison, you need to keep them away from the people you want to protect. 】But this sentence must be very important, so it can firmly occupy the most central position in the memory that emerged.

So he seems to have only one option left.

After making all the equipment and everyone automatically ignore the movement in the room, Palmer dragged his exhausted body back to the bed, and placed the dolls of Batman and Robin on the bedside around him.

The pain continued to hit, and it took about a quarter of an hour.Palmer opened his eyes, and turned his face calmly to look at the "self" beside him who closed his eyes. The organs in his body are still growing, so this body has not completely disappeared.

Palmer stood up and put on the black cloak and hood he was used to in the previous world.Then silently bent down and hugged "myself" on the bed, the portal opened, and I stepped forward, and the world instantly widened.As dusk approaches, the red clouds spread out, which is too beautiful to behold.

He walked into the Wayne family cemetery, bypassed the tombstones of his ancestors, found a corner location, used his ability to dig a small pit, and then put the only remaining body after the energy loss was intercepted.

[I hope everyone is well. 】

Controlling the ability, Palmer watched as the thin soil piled up one after another to completely bury his past self, and finally returned to a flat state as if nothing had happened.

Palmer Wayne has since been buried here.

Then there was only one thing left to do, he leaned against the tree not far from the cemetery, and slowly closed his eyes.The timeline has been fiddled with by the big invisible hand that has taken away all the fragments where Palmer has appeared, and then filled in the new past according to other possibilities.

In the brand new past, a child knocked on the gate of Wayne Manor holding a large stack of documents he found.Relying on Alfred to go out to visit friends, last night he had a good workout on the training ground with two unfilial sons who were planning to run away from home, and then Bruce, who had been lying in bed for granted, opened the door in his pajamas.

"you are?"

The boy raised his head excitedly, "Timothy Jackson Drake, sir."

He looks like a crazy fan of an idol, Bruce thought. "Take your time, I believe I have enough time to hear what you want to say."

So the boy named Tim held up the documents in his arms in front of him, "Mr. Batman, do you still need an assistant?"

"Lack!" Dick and Jason, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, emerged from behind Bruce. They desperately needed someone to share Bruce's vigorous energy that had nowhere to rest since world peace.

A new past determines a new reality.

When Palmer avoided everyone again, he quietly appeared at the door of his room in Wayne Manor.The "Palmer's Room" sign on the door in childish handwriting is gone, replaced by a sign written in gold letters on the door frame - Tim Drake.

The author has something to say: Is it sweet?What will we do in the next world?What about injustice?