57 10 YEARS OF RESENTMENT
AN: This is the end of Arc-1. Arc-2 will start after a 4 year time skip. It will be focused on Poison Ivy and Wonder Woman.
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'Is that what they were installing around the place?!' Elana wondered as she stared at a camouflaged 3D-holographic projector hidden underneath the floor panels and around the building. 'Dang! How the heck did I not notice it? I am trained to sense humans, but...' Her eyes went toward one of the broken panels. She noticed a vibrating motor, generating heartbeats and various noises, 'Humm... It seems my training is lacking...'
Selina finally reached the rooftop. She used her razor-sharp whip to kill the snipers, slicing their heads right off and almost cutting their bodies in half.
"Shoot her..." Falcone's goons started firing at Selina. But it was futile. The Iron Man armor flew down before her, shielding her from the bullets. It opened allowing her to slip inside.
The attackers scattered away in panic. They fired machine-guns and automatic cannons at the armor from the helicopters, but the shots just bounced off its armor.
"Hahaha!" Selina laughed as her armor shot energy beams from its palm cannons at the helicopters. Each blast pierced through the fuselage, causing them to crash one by one. "Die you bitches!" She yelled as the armor flew down and started slaughtering Falcone's men mercilessly. "Give me manual weapon control, Jarvis and you take control of the flight," She ordered.
<Affirmative > Jarvis gave her control over the weapon system.
Mini shoulder-mounted target-seeking missiles launched from both sides of the armor and started blowing up Falcone's goons one after another.
Falcone stood there baffled as his men were getting slaughtered mercilessly by the flying armor.
"Boss! We should retreat!" One of his goons grabbed his arm and pulled him away urgently.
Falcone snapped out of his daze, but it was too late. Thomas dashed in front of him and threw a powerful punch to the face, "Fuck! Gaaa!" Blood spewed out of his nose as he aimed the RPG launched at Martha and the others, "I will take them down with me..." But an energy beam severed his right arm from his shoulder before he could pull the trigger. Falcone dropped the launcher as he screamed in pain. Another beam disintegrated his legs. He fell down screaming in agony.
Bruce walked over to him leisurely. He grabbed his hair, pulled his face up, and looked into his eyes, "Ten years... You took away fucking ten years from me... I was in a fucking coma for ten fucking years..." He smashed his face on the floor and pulled him up again, "Ten fucking years... Thanks to you..." He punched his face repeatedly, breaking Falcone's teeth and disfiguring his face. "I could have done so much... Instead, I was lying in bed for ten fucking years..."
"Bruce! Stop it!" Thomas grabbed his hand, "That's enough!"
"DON' GET IN MY WAY!" He pushed his father away violently, raging like a teenage boy. It was the first time he had shown such an outburst of anger. It was very unlike of him.
Sparks of purple lightning flickered around his body. The lightning ring around his finger glowed brightly.
Is it stimulating his emotions?! Or, maybe he has been waiting for this moment to crush the motherfucker who took away the most precious time of his life.
Bruce kicked Falcone in the stomach making him spit out blood.
"This bastard deserves to suffer..." He stomped on his chest hard, breaking his ribs, "Ten years of my life... Gone..." He stomped again, "Ten years... Of my youth... Gone..." He kept kicking him repeatedly, "Ten years... Ten fucking years... Ten fucking years..." His punches became stronger and faster with each strike, "Ten years... And you didn't even know he was alive all this time..." Tears rolled down his cheeks as he kept punching Falcone mindlessly.
All his hatred, anger, resentment... Every negative emotion he locked deep inside his heart exploded all at once. Bruce was venting out all his frustrations.
Thomas tried to pin him down, but the sparks of lightning around his body repelled him away.
"I gave up on revenge after I heard you were dead, but you just had to come out before my eyes again... Threatening my family again... Trying to harm them again... Fuck!" Bruce grabbed Falcone's neck and choked him, "You shouldn't have done that... You should have stayed in your little hiding hole. But don't you worry... I'll make sure to squeeze every ounce of suffering you made me go through... Out of you..."
Falcone coughed blood as Bruce choked him harder. He couldn't breathe anymore. His ribs shattered, face swollen beyond recognition, internal organs damaged... Falcone was dying.
Bruce loosened his grip slightly, "I'm not gonna let you die... Not yet... First, you will watch your men die before your eyes. You must be thinking about what went wrong, right? Why none of your bombs go off? How we know about your attack? Yeah, keep thinking that..." He looked up at Selina in armor, "Kill the remaining ones..."
"Don't do it. You will become a murderer..." Thomas grabbed his son's hand again, despite the sparks, "I don't want my son to walk the same path I have walked once..."
Martha rushed toward him and hugged her son tightly, "Bruce... Please stop it..." She sobbed as tears streamed down her face, "Don't become a killer... Please... I can never understand the pain you are going through... No one can, but killing him won't bring you peace either..."
Bruce remained silent. Martha hugged him tighter, "Please..."
Slowly, sparks of lightning vanished. He dropped Falcone and buried his face in his mother's bosom, crying silently.
Falcone with his dying breath somehow took out a grenade from his pocket while gurgling blood. But Elana and Selina noticed it. Elana blinked in like a shadow, grabbed the grenade, and threw it in the sky, while Selina incinerated Falcone with a plasma beam instantly. His body turned into ashes in a split second.
"Don't even think about it, bastard," Selina landed on his ashes.
[Booomm!] The grenade exploded in the sky.
Thomas hugged Bruce too, "I'm sorry..." He patted his son's back gently, "I failed as a father... I couldn't protect you back then... I'm sorry..."
"Sorry... I didn't mean to..." Bruce mumbled weakly, "I just..."
"I know... You don't have to apologize..." Martha kissed his forehead lovingly, "My son suffered so much..." She hugged him tightly again.
Selina landed nearby in armor and opened the helmet, "Bruce..." She never thought that he was in pain all this time. 'I should have known... I... I knew you were in pain... ten years of resentment... but... I am just glad everyone is alright.' She sighed in relief to see everyone unharmed. It was a risky plan, but in the end, it worked perfectly.
[2 days later]
Thomas, as the Mayor, took care of the situation.
He publicly announced the event as a big terrorist attack orchestrated by Falcone Cartel, stating how GCPD and the Special Ops successfully took down the threat without any casualties. They have also found Black Mask's dead body from an old construction site and Penguin's dead body from his manor.
The media praised the city officials and Gotham PD for thwarting a big terrorist attack without letting it spread further.
Three dangerous criminals died within one night. Everyone celebrated the victory over crime lords. The news of Falcone, Penguin, and Black Mask being killed reached the underworld, instilling fear among small-time criminals and street gangs. Even some big gangs who were planning to enter Gotham City backed out immediately.
Thomas Wayne, the mayor, became even more popular overnight.
[Location: Unknown]
The group of metahumans that Penguin hired to take over Gotham before his death gathered in an underground secret base located somewhere in Gotham.
"What now? Those bastards are dead..." A man sitting on the shoulder of a giant mutated man complained. "Shall we burst into his mansion, Mark?" He patted the giant man's cheek.
"I break... burst walls..." Mark nodded childishly.
Another guy covered entirely in flames scoffed, "Are you dumbass? What if that new armor freak comes after us? They didn't mention it in the news, but you saw it, right?"
"Him strong..." Mark shook his head.
A woman wearing a black hoodie sat cross-legged on the floor, sharpening her dagger, "It's useless... The boss is dead... There's nothing we get from working with him anyway..." She said indifferently.
Mark lightly slapped her head, "You no speak bad..."
She glared at him, "Fuck you, fatty!"
"Let's just get on our separate ways..." A man covered in green scales shrugged, "There's nothing for us here anymore... Penguin is dead... Falcone is dead... Black Mask is dead..."
The flaming man nodded, "Yeah... Let's just leave..."
Mark grabbed the scale guy and shook his head, "No go... Friend stay..."
As they were talking about what to do next, a flash of yellow lightning appeared right in the middle of the hall. A man dressed in a yellow spandex-like costume appeared out of thin air.
Everyone jumped back in shock. Mark roared loudly, "Friend hurt?!" He threw a punch at the costumed man instinctively.
But the speedster dodged with ease.
"Mark, stop," The guy on his shoulder tapped his giant friend's cheek again.
The costumed man chuckled, "Relax, guys... I'm not here to fight..." His entire body was vibrating and was like a haze, impossible to see clearly, "I heard you are looking for a job..."
Flaming man frowned, "Who the fuck are you?"
"You can call me Reverse Flash," The speedster replied.
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