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Prey

It’s cold here on the ledge. The rain refuses to let up. Not exactly the warm, cozy fireplace that we cats love. I’ve been waiting here for a long time, but it’s okay. I can wait a little longer. We cats have an infinite amount of patience.

I want to see the look in your eyes when I plunge four sharp claws into your chest, then drag them down to create deep, ragged valleys that flow with red. I won’t kill you, oh no. That would be too easy, too selfish. I want to hear you scream. Continue reading “Prey” »

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Siege

In Bruce’s opinion exams sucked, not because they were hard, no examination was hard when you had a photographic memory, but because they took so long. Usually Bruce took just twelve minutes to answer an exam paper. His average score on every exam taken since he was ten was 99.99% it could never be 100% because Mrs Redman his sixth grade Maths teacher never gave 100%. She had removed one mark from Bruce’s mid-term paper because Bruce had failed to put a full stop at the end of a sentence. Her actions had infuriated the young man. But like Alfred always said ‘You learn from your mistakes!’ and Bruce had learnt, he now always took an extra minute to check punctuation. Continue reading “Siege” »

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Catharsis

The weeks leading up to Christmas always brought a shift in the amount of time Bruce Wayne spent as Bruce Wayne rather than Batman.

It was then that the Wayne Foundation made many large and well-publicized awards to various charitable causes – the timing was important because the organization received not just the money but a boost in visibility at this crucial time of year. It was then that the social season kicked into high gear as well. Bruce discovered an unexpected bonus in that actually being Bruce Wayne all day took a terrible strain out of making chit-chat at these parties – he could talk about where he had actually been last night, who he had seen, what they had talked about. It was much simpler than remembering the cover stories invented to conceal Batman’s activities. Continue reading “Catharsis” »

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Joining Forces

Mizuna rolled her eyes as yet another warrior flew over her mansion. Lightning flashed in the background forebodingly and lit up her porcelain face and royal blue hair. The light passed and now only her sapphire blue eyes could be seen as she stared out the large bay window of her house.

“Stupid hawks… I knew there was a reason I never liked birds!” Another set of eyes appeared in the room, they were a molten gold hue and flashed with anger at the thought of Thanagarians. “Why aren’t the lights on Mizuna? I swear, sometimes you can be so… so, dark!” Continue reading “Joining Forces” »