[Betterman] The Little Mermaid

Prince of Gotham, Bruce Wayne is finally back again.The moment his plane took off in a European city, Gotham seemed to feel something. His invisible body stretched slowly, dispelling the clouds over the city.In the bright daylight that has been rare for many years, Wayne's plane slid to the ground, like a long-lost child throwing himself into his mother's arms.

His children.

A gust of wind blew out from the air conditioner at the airport and circled around Bruce Wayne. In his imagination, Gotham kissed his prince on the forehead.

Bruce, dressed in a well-made handmade couture suit, is elegant, straight and radiant.Maybe he was born to be one of the tens of thousands of people at the core of the world, Gotham thought so when he was doing his best at the banquet, and when he was talking about Wayne Enterprises with Lucius in the darkroom after the banquet.He "heard" that Bruce asked Lucius Fox for a special fabric, and there were enough cars to participate in the world cross-country race, and suddenly remembered Bruce Wayne's eyes that were much deeper, like burning flames Generally, it is scorchingly bright.He suddenly wanted to kiss Bruce Wayne in the eyes, like his mother once did.Gotham believes this is the way to show affection.Although after kissing the eyes, Martha Wayne can tell Bruce a story, and then make his quilt and leave, and there is nothing he can do.

Gotham didn't continue to pay attention to this place, and the night was coming soon, the star-like lights in the Diamond District lit up one after another, and the night unfolded like a silk studded with diamonds.Amidst the beautiful and long classical music, the prince and Cinderella each put on their costumes and got ready for their radiant appearance on the red carpet.On the other hand, the pale white incandescent street lights on the streets of the East District are flickering, and the shadows of the ruined buildings on the street are swaying under the lights. Here, transactions that are not blessed by Themes (goddess of order and law) thrive, and the natural desires show their fangs openly, and eat those poorly caught in the trap.

Gotham is walking here, and controlling the water vapor in the air grabs most of his attention: he sticks the air conditioner on the back of the neck of the drug traffickers, so that they dare not stay in the shadows; Two gangs of teens who made a fight call off tonight's "war".

But there are more things He can't do. He can't stop the old windows from breaking, and the cold wind gets into the house of Mr. Baldwin, who has six children; He can't provide Miss Tenesa with milk powder. An Arab sleeps; when Jerry, a black cop from the East End, storms into the illegal tenant's room, beats up the teenager and demands money, Gotham lets it go; Miss Dorothy, who reads every day and vows to go to college and leaves the East End, passes by In the fight scene, after being hit in the chest by a fire escaped gun and died on the spot, He took a rose petal from the florist and sent it to her cross.

In Gotham, watching sadly as the bottom of a gang held a few small bags of shoddy crack and asked a young woman who was addicted to drugs to give him sex, he noticed a dark shadow standing upstairs next to him.Then, before everything really happened, the shadow fell lightly (Gotham was a little curious about how "he" could barely make a sound, on the rusty iron bars and old wooden boards of the building).

The shadow pinned the gangster to the ground until he fainted, then dragged the man into the shadow; then he came to the woman, and Gotham felt bewildered beneath the chalky goggles.Maybe it's safe here.He evaluated in his heart, with a little curiosity, he gave up the control of the water mist, and re-substituted the senses of the conscious body, and the whole Gotham City was in his perspective:

In the five-star hotel, the girl who had just danced cheek to cheek with Bruce Wayne was sleeping soundly with her hands wrapped around the quilt, and from time to time she would say a few words in her dreams to scold Wayne.And Mr. Wayne—Bruce was under his nose, wearing an inexplicable black armor, facing a drug addict who would never have an intersection with him according to common sense.

After a moment of contemplation, he gave her a sedative and sent her to a spare bed at a nearby community hospital.Bruce stood by the window and fired the grappling hook at the tall building.He nimbly jumped and ran among the buildings that were on the verge of abandonment, and finally hung the grapple on the Wayne Tower, and "flyed" onto the historic gargoyle on the edge of the Wayne Tower.

(JLA master black history "I am revenge, I am the night, I am Batman", if I describe it, I will get embarrassing cancer)

Bruce - Batman stood quietly on the gargoyle, the high-altitude wind whizzed past, blowing his cloak forward, and Gotham could feel the smooth and thick texture of the airflow passing over the cloak, just like the impact of water In the palm of his hand, it passed through the fingers softly and nimbly, as if he could hold the black wings.

Gotham did exactly that, too.He pinched the two corners of the cloak and opened it, allowing the cloak to spread out in the night sky of Gotham to the greatest extent, like a dark cloud sticking out of the Wayne Building.

The caped fighter gazes through the cloak, gazing down at the city below.Streetlights and car lights flowed brightly, forming a river of light extending in all directions in the Diamond District, reflecting the music in the building that could penetrate the glass curtain wall, like the lost city of Paititi, the Inca Empire built of gold, silver and jewels.Fine wine and silk weave dreams that last all night, cunning devils put on the cloak of materialism, and people enjoy the gifts given in advance, until the blood and bone marrow are sucked dry and wiped out, leaving Paiti In the quagmire beyond mention.

The dark knight's cobalt blue iris is as magnificent as turquoise under the flowing golden light, as if he has strayed into a fantasy forest full of fireflies. For a moment, the Gotham illusion, the color in his eyes is so gentle that it penetrates The dense buildings and stiff soil fell on his body.

Gotham somehow wants to retreat into its non-existent shell like a disturbed snail.But the night of Gotham City never gave anyone who wished it a better chance to have a quiet rest. A flame flashed across the sky above it, and precisely hit the plane with red lights flashing on its belly.The flash of a small explosion on the wing let Batman see the damage to the plane: half of the wing was broken, the engine was belching black smoke, and the plane was shaking and descending.

Just like the image Metropolis gave him, Gotham pondered, and his attention shifted to the plane.

"This is Gotham! She's killing us!" cursed the man on the plane, "Any other goddamn city, Superman or Green Lantern, whoever...someone is going to fly and get us! But no! We're in Gotham! Who's coming to get you in Gotham?!"

"It's all our fault, it's all our fault! What are we all? We're the Joker, the Riddler, and...the Penguin! You only get the heroes you deserve, and we... What are we worthy of?"

He should be worth everything, Gotham thought inappropriately.Every city is rightfully equal because all people are the same, and they are struggling in hell, not for a death in nothingness.

He does not want man to die like this.The water vapor in Gotham was fluctuating. He tried to think of a solution like a human being, but the untrained mind was powerless.

The fumes from the engine scrambled Gotham's thoughts.Gotham changed the perspective, and then saw Batman driving a small plane across the Gotham Bridge, and the black aircraft with aero-engines applied to catch up with the plane, hovering relatively at the same speed.

The aircraft then slowly approached the aircraft, and a rope was launched from the bottom to fix the aircraft in the original position of the engine.After gaining new power, the plane, which was decreasing in altitude, accelerated again, passing the skyscrapers of downtown Gotham.Batman leaned out and steered the plane towards Gotham Bay.

His claws firmly grasped the wing of the plane, and the violent wind speed made it impossible for him to speak.All he could do was push a button and send the will papers to Alfred.

The curses of the people in the cabin are bugged into Batman's ears, and Gotham's perspective through his chalk-colored goggles, carefully observes the caped fighter's cobalt blue eyes.The corners of his eyes did not move, maintaining a consistent expressionless face; the cobalt blue irises of the painful flames burned him, but under the fierce flames, Gotham held the dark knight's face, convinced Hidden behind the brimstone and fire is a grand and deep peace.

This peaceful sea of ​​hearts was hidden so deep that Gotham crashed into it unexpectedly, his body shrank and stretched suddenly, trying in vain to grasp something to gain a foothold; Emotions dominate, trembling, just like when the first person passed away on the territory of Gotham, he suddenly faced the eternal and vast nothingness, and realized his own smallness for the first time; Tell him that he should retreat, but apart from reason, all his consciousness is fascinated by the momentary horror. If he is given a human body, he would rather wear red dancing shoes and step on the tip of the knife, dancing for a moment.

Gotham vaguely thought of something, but the plane was gliding towards the sea, and Batman was facing the water directly: if he fell on it like this, the huge water pressure would instantly smash him to pieces.

The plane tilted and crashed into the sea. Under Gotham's full control, the dark blue water in Gotham Bay automatically adjusted the density and angle, allowing the knight to enter the water body with less density vertically, as if crashing into a water body. In a sponge; the surface of his body was covered with a layer of water armor, the armor disintegrated and recovered, accepting his scarred body against nature.

On the sea, the crew pushed the kayak down and down the slide.The people who survived the catastrophe walked out one by one exhaustedly, and the belated marine police moored the boat nearby, waiting to send them back.

In the depths of the bay where the lights cannot be lit, the current pushes Batman to drift towards the coast away from the crowd. One after another small bubbles fall from the air and gather in front of Batman's mouth and nose, making him unconscious, but still Not to drown.

After arriving at the shore, Gotham carefully moved Batman to the shore, quickly switched the perspective of the city's consciousness, and made use of the consciousness's special ability to "see" everything in the territory, and did something to his knights. Initial check.

Although He used all his strength to manipulate the water body, the impact of the plane's landing still could not be fully offset: Batman's clothes had several cracks, and the huge impact inside caused his ribs to break.Luckily Gotham drained the water there in time, so the broken rib didn't cause secondary damage to his internal organs.

The Dark Knight is now lying half sideways on the beach, breathing loosely and loosely. A little bit of moonlight casts off the clouds on the sea and falls on Gotham Bay. The quiet water surface reflects a long moon shadow, like an upside-down bat with its wings folded .

Gotham's consciousness shook slightly, and he realized that if he turned into a human form, he might be "laughing".

The author has something to say:

1. The airplane accident in this article is adapted from the first story of Batman v3. In the original version, "Gotham" and "GothamGirl" appeared to save the Dark Knight.

2. Triangular theory of love divides love into three emotions: intimacy, passion and commitment. As a single dog, I can only understand the two emotions of intimacy and commitment. This is why I firmly stand on "Gotham/Batman" (the slash is meaningless).

In the relationship between Gotham and Batman, in order to make up for the passion, I replaced the passion with another emotion that I can understand.

3. Gaia's daughter finally rescued the prince who fell into the water

4. Gotham's physics must be better than mine, and so is first aid knowledge