(Based off the devastator AU I posted earlier one. Bruce infected himself with a virus made by Hugo Strange. Thinking that Gotham needs a monster to help and punish the guilty. Fele hopeless, bleak after learning about Falcone and Jim... Losing hope and becoming a monster. )

Despite the relentless shots taken at him, he didn't fall.. Still running through the storm of bullets trying to tear through the barrier separating him from all of them. Clawing at the walls.

As Bruce chased you his clothes tore, his skin turning a hardened grey.. As his footsteps grew louder, a chill went up your back...

"Oswald waned an eye for an eye..." The weapon was stabbed into Bruce's socket in a flash. Blood ran down his stunned Bruce as he stumbled before falling. You didn't know if he could heal from it...

"You should be careful... You don't know the next time it could attack.." Bruce smirked putting the sunglasses on." You could be very unlucky. I heard it picked someone up and slammed down up and down steel walls.."

"Part of me assumes that a small part of what I gave myself wss the Alice Tetch Virus.. You should go before it gets ugly..."

You could hear the spikes, the bone spreading under the suit, threatening to break as Bruce just stood there changing in front of you.

Even restrained they couldn't keep him down or save themselves.  Bruce broke free, before leaping on them finishing them..

" Jim I hope you can feel my hate. Because you did this. Like you did on my world. Like you do on every world. You made them believe. You fooled them into always thinking that you would always be there for them, to save them, to lift them up, to make them better. And that belief is exactly what will drag your entire world to devastation."