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It was supposed to be an average night. A standard black coffee to fuel the patrol, preemptively building extra gadgets for the next patrol. It was supposed to be normal.
Then a Kryptonian showed up.
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The night sat heavy and damp across Gotham. The familiar stench of the city streets staining the skin and weighing on the mind. Jason, the Red Hood, had been out since nightfall.
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3:00 AM
The Apartment of Barbara Gordon
Bruce had been missing for weeks. Friends, family, even acquaintances had done what they could to find him. But for as long as Barbara had known the man, one thing was for certain;
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" I remember a lot of things. "
His expression was, as it usually was, unreadable. Something more akin to stone than man, eyes set upon the woodgrain as if within it he found a story he did not particularly enjoy.
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" Coming from someone who is
quite literally invulnerable, forgive
me for trying to keep up. "
It was a harsh reply. One he caught the moment the sentence finished.
" Forgive me . . . "
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