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Chapter 2: Bruce Wayne

I am known as Bruce Wayne. The CEO of Wayne Enterprise by day and playboy of Gotham City by night but this isn't true. Not to me at least. At night I am known as The Dark Knight, Batman, the Savior of Gotham.

My parents where shot and killed when I was 8 and since then I have wanted justice for their deaths. That is why I became who I am today, because no one should have their loved ones murdered and then have the killer get away.

Five years ago, the circus came to Gotham. I went to their performance on my rare night off that Alfred persisted on.

During said performance, two acrobats were killed, fell to their deaths. These two, John and Mary Grayson, were parents to the young Richard Grayson, who had been about to fly with his parents that fateful night. Richard was taken to Gotham's Juvenile Detention Center for the time until there was room in any orphanage.

I felt for this young boy. I knew exactly how he must be feeling. I looked into him and was going to take him in but when I went to get him, he was gone. They told me someone broke in and killed anyone who got in their way and then took the small acrobat.

I, as Batman, looked into the case and tried to find these kidnappers but after a few months of searches and dead ends, the trail was cold.

There had been no ransom and no sign of the boy since the kidnapping. It was presumed he was dead, killed by those who took him.

The boy must have been terrified. Losing his parents one night, sent to

juvie the next, and then being taken and probably killed by unknown kidnappers! He didn't have anyone after his family was ripped away from him! I at least had Alfred, though it wasn't what I would have preferred but at least it was something.

Though I doubt that he was killed. After the case was closed, about a month after, an assassin came to light, but not at all literally. People began to call him Shadow. No one is left to witness who has killed them so the police have had no leads.

Some believe this is part of an old Gotham rhyme: "Beware The Court of Owls, that watches all the time, ruling Gotham from a shadow perch, behind granite and lime. They watch you at your hearth, they watch you in your bed, speak not a whispered word of them or they'll send The Talon for your head".

I am not ruling anything out. They say that when the victim is found, you see the shadow of the killer. The shadow has always been of a young boy. This boy is suspected to be the killer, though it is slim but the police have no other leads for these murders.

This boy fits the description of Richard Grayson even if the data is limited. Richard Grayson was also an acrobat which gives him enough potential.

I don't know what happened to this boy. He didn't seem to be the "villain type" to me. But the death of his parents and a new world unknown to him could do things to morals, how you live.

When my parents were killed I at least stayed with Alfred. This boy was taken from his home and tossed into a cruel new one. It could have done things to him that I should have prevented.

This was all my fault! I should have kept this all from happening! That's why I became Batman in the first place! That's also why I was going to take him in! Well, one of the reasons.

The reason this came to mind was because there have been recent murders by this Shadow and it's almost every week. The kills have all been of low profile cops that are working his case, the ones that would go barely notice. But the last two were detectives, good ones too.

I feel this as a warning because every night this week after patrol, I see the small boys shadow. It's there every crime scene and every fight. I'm being watched by a dark force that is teasing me yet testing me.

Shadow can never be darker than Batman, the Dark Knight.