The dreamy mysterious man

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Bat "Bruce Wayne" Man  POV

" The squire of Alnwick Castle was an evil man. After he died he did not stay in his grave. He used to wander the streets at night." The cheesy black and white movie plays on the theatre screen of Wayne manor. Bruce Wayne's heavy eyelids open. " A terrible plague broke out and there was hardly a house which did not mourn its dead." Bruce dozes off.

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His headache is splitting. He feels hungry, but not in a way he has felt before. He looks around the biology classroom. So this is public high school  he sighs and then gags... it smells a lot worse than I thought. 

"Hellooooo, earth to dunce face" A hand waves in front of his amber eyes, " we both have to work on partner projects." He whips around to see a brunette with a strong nose, soft eyes and a set of perfect teeth. He suddenly remembers. This is his girlfriend, Bella Swan, whom he endearingly calls Jared Leto. 

" Shoot. Sorry. " He turns off the Bunsen burner and looks down at the Punnett squares he needs to fill out. Why was I even using a burner, this is biology then he realizes that this is a dream. Him and Jared finish up the project. After school, they talk for what feels like hours. For the first time in a while talking to someone is refreshing. His brain feels so calm even though his face hurts from grinning. For Bruce Wayne, talking with people is frustrating, he is always the center of conversation. Who genuinely likes him rather than his name in Gotham. Is it selfish for him to feel this lonely whilst surrounded by people. He doesn't even feel like crying to his favorite song Say it Ain't So by weezer.

" So then I was like Master Wayne Master Wayne" what is she saying? The ground swirls and they're sitting together in a theatre. Where am.. 

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" Master Wayne, would you like me to turn your movie off?" Alfred stands over him as he groggily waves some hand motion of a response.  He rolls off where he was lounging finds his Bat!radio to listen to police broadcasts. 

There is the usual; The Riddler robbed an animal shelter and placed all the cats in a very tall tree,  the joker reposted a less-than tasteful country song, and 30 people got a rash from poison ivy's last deforestation protest.  But, one sticks out to him. The discovery of a pale bloodless corpse yet it still breathes and speaks and most of all demands to hang upside down to sleep. Intriguing.

" ah.. More BS?" Alfred comments...

" hmmm" A new threat may be in Gotham. Arkham Asylum will appreciate a new patient.

(There was more bat in this chapter)

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