American comics: Because I am Batman

Batman sees a memory.

As a boy, when I was a kid, I liked to watch Batman—and Ultraman, Kamen Rider, Superman and other various hero-themed works.

When Superman returned and saw Superman die in battle, he cried bitterly about it - actually it was not that exaggerated, he was just depressed for several days, and when he thought about it, his eyes were wet.

At that time, his wish was to become such a superhero.

He hoped no more people would die.

He hopes that he can do his best to help others.

When he was in college, he had already accepted the fact that he was an ordinary person - so ordinary that he had to be embarrassed to ask his mother for living expenses from time to time.

Whenever this happens, he will be grateful to God for giving him a perfect family, a mother who loves him, and a father whom he respects.

Then, he graduated from college and became a social worker, enjoying the 996 blessings.

But the god of luck still favored him. He found the love of his life and a wife who, in his eyes, was almost perfect.

He started a family and had children.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

However, one day, the god of fate played a huge joke on him.

Just after he and his wife and children watched the movie, he walked into an alley just for convenience.

A drug addict killed his son and crippled his wife.

Anger filled this man's heart, and he vowed that he would take revenge and fight against all evil in the world.

Maybe there is something wrong with his thinking, or maybe he has been blinded by anger. If a normal person wants to do this kind of thing, he would either become a policeman or a lawyer. Those who are more confident can take the civil service examination and enter the prosecutor's office. organ.

But he decided to be a superhero.

He used certain channels to obtain some equipment, knitted a suit of his own, put on a bat mask, and beat criminals under the cover of night.

In the beginning, he was murderous.

He hates evil as much as he hates it and does his best to eliminate evil. This is not an adjective, but a true portrayal of him.

Everyone who commits a crime is his enemy, and the only way to deal with one's enemies is to dye his body red with blood.

However, the more he fights crime, the emptier his heart becomes and the more chaotic the city becomes.

People began to condemn him.

What's more, they began to imitate him and lynch criminals whenever they saw them.

The police zeroed in on him, set up a task force, and he became the Ace of Spades on the wanted list.

A city that was actually peaceful at first began to become smoky.

He began to reflect, became confused, and finally, he left the city.

He traveled around the world, and finally found what he wanted in a forgotten corner of the world.

However, this memory was interrupted only here, and Batman was awakened by severe pain.

Standing up suddenly, he found himself jumping several meters high - he swore that neither bioelectrical signaling technology nor exoskeletons would have such an effect.

At the same time, he discovered that his spine was actually fine!

"Is it a dream?"

Looking down, he saw that there was indeed a huge hole in the abdomen of his bat suit, and his abdominal muscles were clearly visible.

The silvery white liquid on the ground also disappeared.

Batman confirmed his judgment just now: "Sure enough, that was not an illusion at all, it was Batman's memory in a certain world!"

Although he doesn't know why this Batman's memory appears in his brain, it is true that he has established some kind of indescribable connection with himself.

One more thing, his spine...

"This thing should be all amber gold, right?" Batman analyzed calmly: "Or is it that the water here has not only become my spine, but also my flesh and blood?"

But the situation did not allow him to continue thinking. Suddenly a big hole opened in the room, and huge tree vines rushed in along with endless water.

"No! My child! My plant!"

When the black water poison ivy man saw that all the silvery white liquid on the ground was gone, he howled in pain.

"Batman! Batman! You must destroy my plants! You madman!"

The Black Water Poison Ivy Man roared hysterically at Batman, and the huge tree vine instantly stretched out several thick branches, aiming directly at Batman.

However, even if the current Batman does not use bioelectrical signal technology or the Speed ​​Force, his speed is outstanding among humans.

He jumped several meters high and passed through the gap between two vines. Then he took off his belt and rushed along the vines to the Black Water Poison Ivy Man.

"goodbye!"

He whispered goodbye into the Black Water Poison Ivy Man's ear, then placed his belt around his head and pulled a rope-like mechanism forcefully.

The blazing flames spurted the Black Water Poison Ivy Man out of the huge flower carrying him with huge propulsion force, and also caused him to lose control of the plant in a short period of time.

It was at this moment that a blue card flashed in Bat's eyes, and the Speed ​​Force began to wrap around him. Along with the dazzling lightning, he pushed him out of the big hole that the Black Water Poison Ivy Man had just broken.

"Batman!!!"

Even in the water, Batman could vaguely hear the screams of the Black Water Poison Ivy Man.

In the Batcave, Brucie waited for Wonder Boy - only Wonder Boy, no one else.

She couldn't see anyone but Wonder Boy.

"long time no see?"

Brucey calmed down and went forward, but the Wonder Boy ignored her completely and passed straight through her illusory body.

"The Batcave is still like this...huh? Alfred?!"

Boy Wonder walked straight to the Batcomputer, looked at Alfred's remains, and sighed.

"Ah, there's no need to be so sad. At least Alfred didn't die horribly like most people in this world... He might have been waiting for you and Bruce to come back before he died."

Wonder Boy said to the air around him.

Brucey watched all this silently. She didn't think that Boy Wonder was deliberately ignoring her. Boy Wonder couldn't see her at all.

"Hmm... maybe no one in this world can see me?"

Brucey nodded, and then said to the Batcomputer: "Batcomputer, inform Batman not to talk to me when he comes back."

The Batcomputer suddenly lit up, startling Boy Wonder, and he thought Batman was back.

But looking around the entire Batcave, there was no one here except him and the "dead" that only he could see now.

If he could see Brucie, he might ask her: Why bother?

But what Brucy was thinking was: why bother.

Although she is dead, she will never admit that she has no face to face the Justice League.

To face his former friends.

Batman is back, with a blast of lightning.

"Oh, Zeus, you're back safely."

Wonder Boy walked up and wanted to give Batman a hug, but he dodged him.

"There's something I need to take care of first."

Batman glanced at Brucey, saw her shaking her head, and then went to the Batcomputer to operate it.

"Batcomputer, I need a full body check."

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Boy Wonder pointed at the damage on Batman's abdomen.

"Maybe it will be more serious than the injury..."

Batman jumped to the second level, and Bruce followed him.

"Don't you dare face them?"

Batman spoke before Bruce could speak: "You don't want them to know you're still alive?"

Bruce's face changed instantly, and she was livid: "This is none of your business!"

Then she forcibly changed the subject: "I have a question now, what happened to your body?"

Batman had no intention of letting Bruce go. After entering the examination cabin, which looked a bit like a coffin, he continued to ask Bruce: "If they knew you were still alive, they might be very happy."

"I said shut up!"

Bruce's voice became louder and full of anger: "What do you know? What do you know?"

"It's precisely because I don't know anything that I ask you this!"

The examination cabin was closed, and Bruce was stuck inside the door, eyes wide open: "You have to figure out everything you don't know, right?"

Batman took off his hood, and his wet hair stuck to Wayne's forehead.

He pushed his hair back, a little glad that he had cut it earlier.

"There are a lot of things that I don't understand and don't want to understand, but, Brucey, you have to know that you and I are just two normal people here."

"Hmm? Normal person? You say I am a normal person?"

Wayne watched the red light of the scan sweep across his body: "Wonder Boy was born in the Amazon and is a demigod. He can tear your Batcave to pieces by himself, and he can even do it with ease.

Is this a normal person?

There is someone beside him that neither I nor you can see - she is Robin, your Robin.

No matter what you think, she can't be considered a normal person anymore.

Then I, I don’t know anything, I don’t even know how I got here.

You, except that others cannot see it, you have clear thinking, strict logic, and emotions. You have also been Batman, and you are still helping me and hoping to save the world.

So, is there anyone here who looks more like an ordinary person, an ordinary person, a normal person than the two of us? "

Bruce's eyes narrowed and she stared at Wayne, trying to see some emotion on his face.

But she couldn't see it, couldn't see anything.

Wayne's facial lines are very strong, like a rock, unshakable.

"I don't need your counseling!"

Brucy finally said this in anger.

Wayne sniffed. The smell of this examination cabin was really unpleasant: "I don't have a degree in psychology. In fact, I don't have any degree at all. I didn't even go to college...well, maybe I once went to college." But, I studied accounting in an ordinary university."

"Are you still arguing that you are a normal person?" Bruce closed her eyes: "I don't think a normal person would dress like a bat and then think about saving the world without understanding anything! "

"I'm making the case that I need you, I need Brucie, I need the Batwomen of this world, I need you to be emotionally stable and help me."

Wayne looked into Brucey's eyes. She was still avoiding him and closed her eyes.

"I need you, I need Brucie, I need Batwoman—and you need me."

"Why do I need you?"

Bruce opened her eyes and sneered: "I don't need anyone! If you want to save the world, I will help you, but if you die on the way, then I will never pity you!"

"Just now, you didn't speak clearly."

Wayne stepped closer to Brucie and looked down at her.

At this time, the inspection cabin also issued a warning, asking Wayne to return to his original position.

“You are excited because there are still people alive and friends you know are alive, so you are so excited that you can’t even explain your plan clearly.

And when your friend comes back, you feel disappointed because he can't see you.

Also, you were worried about me when I was unconscious in the flower bud. "

"Ha ha……"

Brucie lowered her head, shoulders twitching.

Then she suddenly got angry, pushed Wayne against the wall of the inspection cabin, and roared like crazy: "Why do you think I will be excited? Why do you think I will be disappointed! Why do you think I will worry about you?" ah!

I'm Bruce Wayne! I am Batman! I don't trust anyone! I won't worry about anyone!

I only have anger! I only have revenge! I only have darkness! "

While the inspection cabin continued to sound alarms, Wayne looked directly into Brucey's eyes: "Alfred, he is still waiting for you, waiting for his lady to come back, hoping that she can eat a grilled lobster, and then praise him craftsmanship..."

Brucey trembled all over and lowered her head: "I just want to die... I just want to die!"

She continued to glare at Wayne: "Do you know how much I want to die! Do you know how much I want to leave this world! Why do you give me hope!

Why do you want to give me a second chance to face all this! Why did you come to this world! Why can you see me? "

Wayne was still so calm, he gently pulled away Bruce's hand: "Batman represents hope.

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Batman can be paranoid and angry, but he can also trust others and his companions.

Darkness has never been an exclusive term for Batman, hope is.

My original intention of becoming Batman was revenge.

But what supports me now is the hope brought to me by the people of New York City, so that they can stand up and fight against evil. "

Bruce closed her eyes tightly, as if holding back her tears.

"Huh -" Finally, she raised her head and looked at Wayne; "I don't doubt you anymore. You really don't have a degree in psychology. How can any psychologist speak so poorly!

I thought you were going to tell me about Crime Alley! "

Wayne didn't dare to say it, but he really wanted to say it just now.