The truth is revealed and new knowledge is acquired

Bruce ran like never before in his life. His heart pounded like a steam hammer in his chest and yet he tried to run even faster. He knew that with all his tricks, with all his abilities, he was no match for his opponent. Not yet. Much worse, however, was the fact that he might be a threat to Gotham. What if Dracula had been right. What if Dracula was just here to rid the world of the evil he now represented. As he swung onto the motorcycle and accelerated, he knew he had to act. Through Zatanna´s betrayal was hardly anything secure anymore. She didn't know the cave, but she knew a lot about him. And even if he could defend himself, Alfred couldn't. He was helplessly at the mercy of an attack. Although his old friend could defend himself against normal people, he couldn't do anything about such things even in his best times. He had to get out of town! Now!

"Alfred! Protocol Exitus! IMMEDIATELY" he spoke into the comlink.

"Sir? Are--"

"IMMEDIATELY ALFRED! On the spot," Bruce shouted at him. In this situation, he would not tolerate a contradiction. He shot through the alleys and headed for one of his many hiding places that even his closest friends didn't know. As soon as he got there, he activated the defense system. 2 fully automatic Gatling Guns might not be able to stop Dracula but he hoped they would slow him down. He jumped off his bike and rushed to the computer stationed here.

With his nimble fingers he activated some systems and waited for the connection to establish itself. It took a sensed eternity until the image of an older man appeared. The finest robes immediately revealed the style of the man who looked at him in surprise and pulled up a brow.

"Bruce Wayne. I didn't expect to see you here." The man answered him, even though Bruce was still wearing the mask.

"I'm demanding a debt!"

"A debt? What guilt," the man asked and leaned back.

"You will take care of my servant Alfred. You' re gonna make sure he's safe. And they're gonna leave him alone. Do you understand?"

"And why would I do you that favor, Mr. Wayne?"

Bruce leaned forward and growled deeply and angrily.

"You owe me for what you did to Robin, Raz!"

Raz Al Ghul sighed visibly as he heard these words. Unfortunately, Bruce was right on this one point. In all his efforts, he had overstepped the line. That he hired the Joker had been a mistake. And what had happened afterwards with the young hero's body had also been his fault. Trying to bring him back with the cave, he had created a monster.

"You have my word, Mr. Wayne." He finally nodded and looked at him. "Is that fear in your eyes, Mr Wayne?"

"Avoid Gotham. A word of warning. I don't want my son to lose his grandfather too."

"You know from personal experience that it is not possible to kill me, Mr. Wayne. "As you know, I've been playing this game for a long time."

"And you should know that I'm not easily intimidated. And I'm afraid you're not the oldest player anymore."

With these words he ended the call and could be sure that the Brotherhood of Shadows would do everything in their power to protect Alfred. On top of that, he would also have a little influence on Damian's education. In this direction he did not trust the brotherhood.

And now it was time to find out if Dracula was right. He took a blood sample and ran it through the DNA scanner. The result was extremely different from his last one on Watchtower. The white blood cell count had increased again. It was now almost 30 times as much as a human being. His red blood cells were also able to transport twenty times the amount of oxygen. That would explain his extreme endurance. What worried him even more was the fact that his blood was hyperactive. It regenerated at a speed that was almost scary. And yet it seemed as if these cells were inhibited at the moment. As if something were weakening the cells as a whole. When he assumed Dracula was right, it was clear what was going on. He was a werewolf. That was the only reason his cells were inactive at the time. If the stories were true, which unfortunately was to be assumed, then it would mean that he would turn into a werewolf on a full moon. This had to be prevented. Perhaps there was a cure for this disease.

But he had already lost the only expert in magic to Dracula. He leaned back in his chair and considered his options. He could go to the league but there he would go into quarantine and have no chance to stop Dracula or save Zatanna. If she could even be saved. He was thinking of calling Superman or Wonder Woman. However, he had ordered the lockdown for a good reason. Dracula was able to mentally take control of his victims. On top of that, some of his attacks were magical. That would mean at least Superman was in danger. And Wonder Woman herself was partly magical. She also fit into the vampire's hive scheme.

Without him knowing it, another woman who fit into Dracula's prey scheme just entered the city.

Talia Al Ghul took a step out of the airplane and looked around. She had just been around and with her personal guard she was now waiting for Alfred. Her father called her just a few minutes ago. She could hardly believe what she had heard. Bruce Wayne called in a favor. That wasn't really his style. And she didn't think he was scared for a second either. She knew him much better than her father did.

When Alfred arrived at the airport, her guards intercepted him on his way to Wayne's private jet.

"Mrs. Al Ghul. I didn't expect such a reception." Alfred smiled as he saw the black-haired beauty standing before him. Now he knew he was safe.

"Alfred. My men will take them to safety. My father offers you refuge and Damien will be happy to see you again."

"And what are you going to do." He asked as he saw Talia 2 Katana sticking herself into the back holder and smiling at him as sweet as sugar.

"I'm helping the father of my child." She said and headed for the city. The rest of the team helped him on the plane and shortly afterwards they took off.

"Master? Why didn't you finish it? When you had the chance?" Enigma asked and to his surprise the dark lord smiled at him as he waved his wine glass.

"Because the man is a worm. But the wolf is the real target. I will not dishonor myself by wasting my power on such a worm."

"My dearest! I hate to say it, but he's right. I'm afraid you underestimate Batman. With each fight he will be stronger and better prepared for you. You should have killed him when you could have." Breathed Zatanna while she sat on his lap and kissed his neck.

"You too, wife? Even you fear him? With all that power you have now attained," Dracula asked with a smile.

"I've known him since I was a young woman. I have seen him conquer beings equal to your power.

"There is no creature like me!" Dracula hissed and felt her kissing him intimately.

"Your power is immense but your knowledge of this world is outdated. Enigma! Show him pictures of the Justice League."

"Of course, Mistress Zatanna. If you would please look at the screen up there, Master. We'll start with the most famous and powerful."

"You may begin your lesson. I look forward to seeing which gods and demons you mortal worship." Nodded Dracula and waved one hand to him.

On the screen he could now see a handsome man wearing a ridiculous suit in blue and red and on his chest was the same symbol as his last opponent. The big golden S. That had to be the cousin she was talking about. Then he saw shots of fights and an initial amusement soon became a serious concern. This man, unlike the woman, was an experienced fighter. And what battles this creature fought. He could see how he lifted whole ships or fought creatures that looked like monsters. He had the same powers as the woman and yet he was presumed to have more experience than she had.

"That one! Who is he," he asked worriedly.

"His name is Superman. He's the most powerful hero in the world, Master. Now we come to the next heroine. Her name is Wonder Woman."

Now it no longer held him in the chair. Zatanna jumped off his lap just in time and grinned. "AMAZON!" Dracula took it and Enigma nodded eagerly.

"You know her, master?"

"Not that one, no. But once I fought with Hippolyta against the Persians. I heard they' been extinct?"

Zatanna put her arms around him from behind and breathed into his ear. "She'd make an excellent bride, wouldn't you say? She is beautiful and her power is equal to that of a god."

"Have you ever experienced the power of a god?" Dracula asked and stroked her arm.

"Several times yes. It is impressing and yet this woman stood up to them," she breathed and spoke not completely unselfishly to her husband. Just the thought of seeing this arrogant self-important Diana as she would be fucked in bed by her master made her horny.

" Thank you, my love, but I'm afraid I don't want to mess with Zeus and his wife... Why do they all wear such strange clothes?"

Now Zatanna and the Riddler had to laugh and Dracula looked irritated between the two.

"Even I can't solve this riddle, master!" admitted the Riddler.

"I understand what you're up to. You're telling me these... super... heroes... are dangerous? But I fought the Minotaur, solved the riddles of the sphinx and fought Rah and other demons of the seven hells," he grinned and sat down on the chair again. "But neither one of you have ever seen me fight the Wolf King... the last fight I had to open this one."

He lifted his left hand and out of his white glove leaked blood and formed a pentacle floating above his hand. The commtacle itself was surrounded by strange symbols that neither the Riddler nor Zatanna had ever seen.

"What's that, my love?" Zatanna breathed and immediately sat down on his lap and rubbed her ass over his cock.

"This is the seventh seal. This seal hides all my power. I haven't opened it in four millennia."

"It must contain a great deal of power, my husband?"

"The last person who forced me to use this power was the King of the Werewolves. A creature your Batman is as far away from as a mortal from me," Dracula grinned and pulled Zatana over to kiss her intimately. Zatanna answered the kiss just as fervently and grinned at it with a lustful grin.

"Yet my lover is now again missing two brides." She grinned as she sat on his lap with her legs apart and kissed him hot.

"You heard it, lackey! Your queen wants a companion. I wish that enough..... Victims will be here when I get back with the new bride. And get my bed ready! I wish to celebrate tonight with my brides," he said as he rose.

"Do you know where your spouse is?" Zatanna asked curiously.

"I let my instincts guide me. And you, send your servants to the Wayne's estate. I want to know if my slave has accomplished her mission."

"How you wish, master!"

As soon as Dracula had left the swivel chair was whirled around the Riddler sat on and he looked into the cold glowing eyes of Zatanna.

"It's time for your reward, Enigma. Now I am the first bride!"

"Yes mistress!" he breathed without any will and fell on his knees before her and began to lick her.

Zatanna grinned broadly as she put one leg on the backrest. As long as her husband wasn't here, she'd have her fun with Enigma. But he wouldn't remember.

While Zatanna had her fun and Bruce thought about his next step, Dracula wandered the streets of the city. Bored by the hectic hustle and bustle on the ground, however, he was out on the roofs. He had no idea what to look for but he was sure he would know what he was looking for as soon as he saw it. He just leaned over a railing and looked at the little ants on the floor far below him. Nothing he cared about. But then a roaring something caught his attention. One of those horseless means of transportation with two tires on the road. The roaring sound and speed of this vehicle fascinated him somehow. The driver was female and was wearing black clothes that were skin tight. Because of the woman's posture, he could look behind admiringly. The driver moved like a snake through the narrow traffic. It was exactly this resemblance to a snake that fascinated Dracula. Elegance, speed, agility and cold-bloodedness.

It was almost too late for him. He saw the motorcycle turn around a corner and elude his gaze.

"Cursed be his devil's work!" he laughed in a good mood and took a few steps. With an elegant jump he glided across the street and landed on the opposite roof. He immediately started walking and reached the second roof. He didn't manage to catch up with the rider but he kept up with her. He had to admit admirably that she had excellent reflexes. Scurrying so quickly between these iron and tin monsters at this speed was impressive.

But if things continued as before, he would never be able to catch up to them. Too bad. He must have had to admit defeat in speed to this human miracle. Laughing, he stopped and shrugged his shoulders.

"So be it fair maiden! So do it my way."

Talia was finally out of town. Finally she could accelerate and with over 300km/h she saw a mentally ill maniac standing in the middle of the road. Only the almost cat-like reflexes they had gained during their training saved her life. She tore the brake of the racing machine and felt the rear wheel lock up immediately. The machine immediately became unstable and wanted to break out and it was simply impossible to save it. With a quick movement she jumped up and while letting go of the handlebar she stood on the saddle. The very moment the machine erupted, it bounced. She landed hard on the ground and slipped a little over the ground. Her beautiful new motorcycle crashed into the tree and burst into flames.

Angrily she turned towards the man who had been standing in the street. But there was no one there. Hastily she looked around and searched the area. There was no way she had imagined it. Maybe an enemy attack? An enemy clan? Something was wrong here. As a precaution she pulled one of the Katana and went into a defensive position.

"Impressive young lady. Excellent reflexes" it echoed through the darkness in a male voice.

This might have intimidated or frightened anyone else, but as Raz Al Ghul's daughter she was used to much stranger things. She couldn't be intimidated that easily. With watchful eyes she searched the surroundings to find the source of this voice. However, she was unable to find the man. So she reacted according to her training. Saving time and gaining information.

"Thank you very much. One of my easiest exercises. "I always like to jump off my new bike to impress guys." She laughed, but even though it sounded humorous, her mindfulness did not subside for a second.

Just a second later she whirled around and her katana whistled through the air. Only mm in front of the man's neck she stopped the blade and grinned at the handsome man who hadn't even blinked an eye when the sword came at him. She looked at him with the blade on his neck. Exceptionally good-looking, finely dressed, a little too green for their taste. Physically it was clear that he was very fit and very well trained. Her eyes rested on her and somehow seemed wrong in that face. You seemed older than that man. Similar to her father.

Something about this man made her neck hair stand up. It was less his physical appearance, she had already overcome significantly larger and stronger ones, but only felt such a threat with a few. Her father, Superman, Bruce and few from her brotherhood were such candidates. Humans, or human-like creatures that radiated a certain threat. And this being before her was one of those. I'm sure he could fool others. But he was a meta creature. She just felt it. Also the complete peace and relaxation he had shown during their attack was a good sign that this man was aware of his abilities.