Bruce Wayne

'Fuck it. So what if Bruce has the Batman on his phone? My power was born from gods beyond normal human understand, beyond the physics of this world. I'm likely worried for nothing... besides I can use some... lab rats to test how to blitz someone with my power and use Brucie as a trial run for Bats....' thought Nina as she looked for some local help before she headed to Gotham for her fortune.

One Month Later...

Bruce had finished up another gala dinner, dipping out early claiming an early meeting in the morning. More like going down to the cave, checking for any police reports. The city was going through a quiet period and he didn't think it would ask. Alfred was going for his check up... in an out of town clinic to be safe, so a new driver was picking him up in the limo.

As the long car pulled up, and he opened the door, two pairs of bright lights hit him. Two small ones and two large ones, stunning his mind as a throaty voice purred to him, "Come in, Brucie."

Like a moth to a flame, the world became light, a light he had to go to no matter the danger. The next thing to hit him as he sat down in the car was the scent of something. The closest he could compare it to was Ivy's pheromones, but where those had a flora scent, this was more musky. More animal, more primal, warming both his body and his desire. He was feeling good, feeling relax, feeling horny.

As a voice spoke to him, spoke to his soul as the light consumed him. Because part of him...