Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

When the atmosphere of the Justice League celebration was just right, Batman quietly stayed away from the crowd. He used the stealth skills he trained at the master ninja. He now desperately wants to go back to Gotham and Wayne Mansion .

He managed to get away, Batman has never been one to appear at the party, although his alter ego is always the focus of the party, leaving the lobby of the watchtower, Batman glanced back.

Dirty superheroes with scars are drinking, whether they are familiar or not, everyone is clustered among the veterans of the Justice League, and Green Lantern is using the ring to conjure all kinds of weird creatures Cyborg and Shazam are playing video games, The Flash is starving like a hamster eating a high-calorie snack, Wonder Woman is grinning heartily, and Superman sits sideways, though not participating in the others topic, but the corners of his mouth are also slightly upturned.

Suddenly, Superman looks telepathically towards the door of the watchtower.

He saw nothing, but an inexplicable sense of restlessness filled him, and Superman stood up.

"Where are you going?" Diana asked.

"I suddenly remembered something." Carl turned his face slightly, and Diana followed Carl's line of sight. She suddenly realized, and the happy smile disappeared from her beautiful face.

"I will go with you."

After they showed apologetic smiles at the others, they left immediately. Carl and Diana walked towards the door. When they had just left the sight of other superheroes, they blocked the entrance of the watchtower as fast as they could. Before the transmission channel.

Batman just walked there.

He looked up at the two people, acting as if nothing happened, "Why did you come out?"

"I noticed you were upset," Diana said bluntly.

Batman was silent for a moment, "I didn't."

"I want to know what you think, there is a problem between us, then we will solve it." Diana hit a straight ball again, "I don't want to hang the lasso of mantra on you."

"Maybe you can hide it from others." Carl floated a little higher unhappily, "but we can see your true emotions."

"It's nothing." Batman's body became stiff, "It's just changing too fast, and I don't like changes."

"You're angry," Carl said suddenly. "Is it because I didn't listen to you and keep that spaceship?"

"Or do you think we're doing something wrong?" Carl continued.

"If I thought you guys were doing something wrong, I wouldn't have joined you in the first place." Batman's face was filled with anger.

"Then why are you upset?" Karl stared back relentlessly.

This sentence suddenly exploded Batman's long-suffering temper. Compared with his counterparts in other worlds, this Batman has a milder temper, but Batman is always Batman.

"So?" He became aggressive, "Should I surround you? Praise your achievements? Thank the great Kal-El for saving the world?" He took a deep breath, "Brainiac's There are so many life forms on the ship! Since when can you kill them without blinking an eye?"

"they."

"what?"

Carl corrected, "It's them." Looking into Batman's flaming eyes, he explained: "I decided to use absolute power to protect this planet and let it go on the right path, so I don't want to stay any threat."

Batman sneered, "I don't want to say anything more about things that are already irreparable." He tried his best to restrain the idea of ​​wearing a Krypton ring to distort the handsome face of the god of the world, "I don't want to spoil your interest either. .”

He passed between Diana and Carl forcefully, "Excuse me, I have to go back to Gotham."

This time Diana and Karl didn't try to stop him again, Karl just reminded Batman when Batman was about to disappear, "In two days, the Lord of Justice will appear in front of the public."

Batman left without looking back.

The watchtower teleported him directly to the Batcave, where he found that the lights in the Batcave were still on, and Bruce turned his chair in surprise, "Are you back?"

He picked up Batman's usual mug—the one with the red and blue Superman logo on it, took a cup of coffee, and handed it to Batman.

"I thought you'd be hanging out with the Straitjack Club mates."

Batman took the cup of coffee, stared at the past Superman logo on the cup for a while, and threw the cup behind him along with the coffee.

"I really want to stab that Kryptonian with a kryptonite spear." Batman took off his hood angrily and said with a frown.

Bruce shrugged, "There's the kryptonite vault." He thoughtfully didn't ask Batman what happened.

"Oh right." Bruce suddenly remembered something, "I used some of your stuff."

"what ever."

Bruce started to search for things, his eyes lit up, and he handed what he found to Batman as if taking credit. It was a set of kryptonite weapons.

Batman looked at Bruce suspiciously.

"Maybe it will be used someday?" Bruce smiled lightly, "Seriously, what do you think of Lord Justice?"

"I'm worried that one day I will lose control." Batman replied, he changed his cold bat suit, put on a silk nightgown, and sat wearily in the chair.

Bruce understood, "Are you worried that Superman will become a tyrant one day?"

Batman stopped talking. After a while, he shook his head, "I'm worried that he will become a real god."

Bruce went around behind Batman, stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, the cold fingers made Batman squint his eyes comfortably, after a while, Batman pulled Bruce's hand, he looked at him seriously To Bruce's blue eyes.

"I never asked you, do you want to go back to your original world?"

Bruce was stunned, he withdrew his hand, thought for a while, shook his head, "I don't want to go back."

"I don't want to go back to that world." Bruce frowned in disgust, and he suddenly supported Batman's side hard, "You will allow me to stay in this world, right?"

Batman stared at Bruce, and he pointedly said, "That's up to you."

He maintained that posture and raised his eyes, "I know you have hidden many things, and you have also done many things."

"But now, I don't need to go into it." Batman said in the least hurtful way, considering his words.

"I'm also not sure if I made the right choice."

Hearing this, Bruce turned around uninterestedly, "You're always like this."

"But I don't want to be your plan B." Bruce refused without waiting for Batman to speak, "Instead of pinning your hopes on me, you might as well take care of yourself for a while longer, if it's really wrong, then you Just correct it yourself."

Batman smiled helplessly, "I have lived to my father's age."

Bruce clapped his hands, and the crisp voice interrupted what Batman wanted to say, "Okay, the most urgent thing is that you have to go out as a member of Lord Justice the day after tomorrow."

"Are you ready to be exposed to the sun?"

Batman walked to the front of the display case, where the uniforms of all the members of the Bat family were displayed, Barbara, Kassan, Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian... His fingers slid across the transparent glass case, Finally stopped at a pure black uniform.

"Superman once said that he hoped that one day I would not have to hide in the dark." Batman stared at the old uniform, "I never thought that this day would come so soon."

"Would you like a different color?" Bruce teased, leaning lazily against a glass case, "White is nice, you're going to the media in white, I guarantee Arkham's old friend will have a heart attack. "

"..."

"I'm serious." Bruce took a sip of coffee dissatisfied, and the bitter liquid made him lick his lips, "White is enough impact."

"Grey." Batman said thoughtfully.

He looked at Bruce's puzzled expression and smiled, "You see, I still can't walk into the light. The pure white like Superman is not suitable for me, but now I have lost the darkness I hid in."

"Grey is fine," Batman said.

Bruce left without a word, and soon he came back, with a spray gun in his hand, filled with gray paint, and he was rudely spraying Batman's uniform—

He angrily wrote some words that would be "beeped" on it.

Batman squeezed the hand he was "creating", and he snatched the spray gun back.

"Don't be angry." Batman coaxed patiently, he suddenly felt a little funny, obviously he was the one who was angry at first, but Bruce always made his mood mixed and messed up.

Bruce let go of his hand and looked at Batman indifferently. He had been trying to maintain his calm for a long time, to the point of almost collapsing. After all, there was the most fundamental difference between him and the Laughing Bat—Bruce was indeed an ordinary person.

"You don't even know why I'm angry," Bruce whispered.

He couldn't stop the world from changing, he couldn't stop Batman from joining the Lords of Justice, he couldn't stop Superman from going mad, and he couldn't bottle the world.

So he can only watch Batman make countless backup plans like Tuogu, he can only ask another self to help each time, he can only live and dream in Wayne Manor when everyone in the Bat family is busy... …

At this moment, Bruce hated his own powerlessness like never before.

But what if he became Batman too?