Banes Wrecking Aftermath

The Batman curses internally over Bane, one of the most painful villains he has to face in almost every universe, and when he does, it's never a pretty sight, as for some reason he always breaks his fucking back.

With this Bane, however, The Batman realized all too late this bastard wasn't looking for an equal fight, as he just wanted to destroy The Batman as fast as he could and use the time it took for him to heal to rule the city.

As much as his body being broken sucked, having Kelly worry over him and her mechanic self help make the mech suit The Batman was building to beat the living daylights out of Bane and send him back to Blackgate.

Of course, as this is Gotham, he's probably only going to stay there for maybe a week, a month at most, before he's out and about, and the only security worse than Blackgate's has got to be Arkham's, from just how common it is for people to break out of.

None of that was really a problem, as the real problem for The Batman was Kelly. Ever since she found out that Bruce Wayne was also Batman, she's been a bit more on edge around him, even more so than she was before.

Of course that isn't going to be a problem for much longer before she eventually regains her trust in both The Batman and Bruce Wayne. Of course, unless she finds something called true love, that bitch of an emotion.

As that's the only thing that can dispel and negate the chemical cocktail inside The Batman's body, but it has to be true, honest-to-God love, as anything less with the tiniest of cracks lets him weasel his way in and get to work.

And with only The Batman and Alfred living inside the mansion besides Kelly, there's not exactly a lot of chances for true love to blossom since Alfred sees Kelly more like a daughter than a lover, and the only other man who comes around here she's even more scared of than The Batman.

Ethan motherfucking Bennet is a real bro; The Batman is honestly jealous of the old Bruce Wayne for managing to befriend him, as he seems real chill and also dumb enough not to notice the most minor changes in his best friend.

"Nothing better than an idiotic yet loyal detective." The Batman thought to himself, along with how strangely close he and the old Wayne used to be, and found it even stranger that someone as attractive as him could be so dense and clueless towards how someone feels about him that it led to the fallout between him and his old partner.

Every time Ethan visited, The Batman would internally be excited to see his partner, Ellen Ying, as her feisty yet firm personality filled many thoughts. The Batman had of her almost every night, and he couldn't wait for the day she finally succumbed to his advances.

For now, however, The Batman would have to settle for the eventuality of Kelly or one of her many duplicates, as The Batman needed a woman or someone really tough to let out all his pent-up energy, as he noticed himself punching harder and getting a bit more brutal by the day.

"I fucking hate how most Waynes think all life is sacred, like some beta bitch type shit. And I fucking hate how I have to pretend to be one or risk Alfred noticing how I'm not his Wayne." The Batman angrily thought to himself as he lifted some weights as Alfred looked over and even helped Kelly with everything their master needed after a workout.

Looking at Butler Kelly and imagining her in a more slutty outfit along with Janitor Kelly, Gardner Kelly, Mechanic Kelly, Nurse Kelly, Chef Kelly, and Lifeguard Kelly, all wearing slutty versions of their work outfits and spending the night surrounded by all equally beautiful-looking women, all with names starting with a K, of course.

The only real difference besides the very minor changes in their personalities compared to the original is how their dragon birthmark moves around between all the different clones. The Batman also wonders if all the women share the same weak points or not, and he can't wait to find out.

Having had enough of his workout routine The Batman drops his weights and makes sure Kelly sniffs all his enhanced pheromones before he gets showered and changed for the night that, unlike most others, isn't a night for the Bat.

No. After a month of holding back, The Batman's willpower finally wavered, as a month without sex or a real challenge to beat senseless would drive most men crazy... well, most batshit crazy people like The Batman anyway.

The Batman tells Alfred and Kelly that he's going on patrol, which none of them thought out considering he's The Batman and everything, but they did find it a bit odd when he didn't take the Batmobile and instead took one of the normal bikes in the Wayne Manor Garage.

As The Batman drove around, he hoped the fresh air was enough to at least settle him down a bit, as The Batman feared he might go crazy and pounce on Kelly should he stay there any longer, and that'd just ruin his plan if he did that.

But the fresh air wasn't doing a damn thing for The Batman, and he angrily hit his bike as he realized the only thing that could possibly solve his "little" problem was to find some underground fighting ring.

It shouldn't be that hard since it and underground casinos are the only places the scum of Gotham can make any kind of money, what with the Joker and now Bane being the only big bosses this fresh of, a Gotham currently having locked up in Arkham and Blackgate.

After driving around for long enough The Batman finally found a place to fill his needs as he saw some very buff and macho-looking guys wearing trench coats darting between the alleyways as some fat men, skinny whores, and some children as well followed behind them.

Pressing a button on a watch The Batman built his Batman suit and transformed into a Matches Malone outfit since Batman appearing inside a place might not be the best for now, at least; later, however, once he has someone to settle him down, he makes a plan to come back and get rid of it.

Walking inside the alleyway The Batman quickly finds the hidden door; it really wasn't that hard, as it was the only damn wall in this little corner without a single poster, graffiti, or any markings/wear and tear that adorn all other walls.

Knocking on the door, a brick slides open, revealing it to actually be a door. From the peephole, a man looked The Batman up and down and let Matches Malone inside the building. "Desire?" The man asked, thinking the man before him knew their code. "****." The Batman said, causing the man to smile as he walked him through the hall in front of a waiting room.

"This is the waiting room; get yourself suited up unless you've got a costume already, and we'll call you. Also welcome to the METADOME! Hope you know what you're getting into." The man said as he began laughing, while the Batman was left confused till the gates opened.

Pressing the buttons on his watch once more, his outfit shifted into the only Green Arrow outfit he's ever liked from all the different ones he's seen used in the past, and he waited around for something to happen for an hour and a half until the wall opened, revealing the massive arena.

"Pst!" A sudden noise came from the darkness, and after looking around for a bit, The Batman found the man who brought him over here was signing for him to come over. "Ey kid, you got a name or somethin?"

The Batman thinks it over for a bit and then, with a twisted smile, tells the man his name. "Speedy. Call me Speedy." The man nodded his head and proceeded to pump up the audience as best he could, which wasn't that hard, as The Batman, a mostly normal man, was going against someone with powers.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! GIIIIVEEE A WARM WELCOME TO SPEEDY! COULD HE BE THE FIRST MAN TO TAKE DOWN MRS. KITTY!?" Was all The Batman heard as he wondered just who the heck calls themselves Mrs. Kitty?

He quickly found out why they were called that, as on the other side of the arena was Cheeta, or possibly the person who was about to be, or whatever, as there are far too many variables for The Batman to take a guess as to why she was here.

"So, a mere mortal man dares to take me on, HA! I say HA! But as a final right, I shall make it most pleasurable for you." Having said all she had to say, Cheetah sped her way quickly towards The Batman and tried to squish him between her thighs.

Much to her surprise, The Batman dodged her attack with little difficulty, which is sort of a given if you've fought about one thousand or even one million different versions of someone. It's really hard to remember the exact amount, but what The Batman was certain about was he knew Cheetah wouldn't win this round at least.

And that mainly has to do with his pheromones, as ever since The Batman started doping with his chemical cocktail, she's been the most affected thanks to her primal nature, and that meant the longer he got hot and steamy, the faster he could corrupt her.

But that's for later, for their first encounter, especially one like this where The Batman is pretty certain her horniness is directly connected to her ****. Whether that means she's into BDSM The Batman has no damn clue, but it's an interesting thing to notice.

Cheeta swings her fists and just barely dodges. The Batman knocks her down by sweeping her legs, and in one swift motion, she starts breakdance fighting as she uses her legs to try and whirlwind kick The Batman.

With how close he was to her, he had no way of getting out without a scratch and was **** to eat the constant barrage on his forearms as Cheeta pushed The Batman towards the wall, and once she realized this, Cheeta pounced on the wall and tried to kick The Batman's head.

The Batman quickly punched his own leg, forcing him down mere seconds before Cheetah's kick would have made contact with The Batman's head, and without hesitation The Batman gut punches her, which just seems to excite her even more.

For the next hour and a half The Batman tried his best to dodge and attack with a broken leg but only gradually got more and more bruises until everything came to a crashing end with a very primal Cheetah being forcibly restrained once The Batman started bleeding.

Other people might have been scared or possibly even rethink their life when near ****, but The Batman was far too used to this kind of life to know of any other, and almost dying by Cheetah's hands was basically an every-other-week kind of deal for him.

As The Batman rests in the medical ward, a sleazy man comes in and tells him all about just how sorry he is over what happened, the usual crap that people like him try to pull in order to cover their own tracks.

With a smile on his face The Batman pretended to fall victim to his so-called sweet words, only for a vixen with a snake coiling around her leg to walk in with a sway to her steps. "My, my. To think Mr. Fink is this **** to cover himself over his fighter. Especially when said fighter is loaned by me as you try to get a man for yourself."

The sleazy man tries to weasel his way out, but The Batman isn't listening, as he's more interested to know what this woman has in store for him, as from what he remembers, she's a woman about money and nothing else.

"I like your style; I might need someone like you in the future." The sexy vixen known as Roulette said while gently stroking The Batman's cheek as she then pulled a business card straight from her chest, and from how warm it was and how little sweat came off her, they must have been there for quite some time.

Knowing she didn't need to stay in this place any longer, the woman walked away, leaving the sleazy man confused as The Batman, with a groan, walked away, or rather limped away, as he headed back to the manor as Alfred cleaned him up while also teaching the nurse, Kelly, what she needs to do if he wasn't there.

As Kelly made sure to clean his cuts and scratches, The Batman, with a smirk on his face, made sure to have her "accidentally" get his pants, wrappings, socks, underwear, or whatever he could to keep her all nervous and cute while also having her be exposed to his pheromones longer.

But of course Alfred had to ruin his fun as he made sure to quickly take care of his clumsy protégée, which seemed to calm this Kelly even more than before, which The Batman found a bit annoying but just left it be as he enjoyed this long game of cat and mouse.

For now he had to be satisfied with the battle he had with Cheetah but knew this couldn't go on for much longer, meaning he had to find someone to go steady with, but unlike other Batmen or Waynes, The Batman only wanted those interesting to him.

Which was extremely hard to find besides Kelly and all her different forms and Ellen Yin. Of course he could go after Lois, Dinah, or her sister, Iris, or Helena, or maybe even try wooing Supergirl like he's done with almost all the others.

To do so, however, meant he had to have some kind of reason to travel to their cities, which probably isn't that hard to fake, but as he doesn't want to alert Alfred to his sudden desires, he's **** to play ball, although since this is a very young Wayne, it means he has a whole lot more leeway.

Getting all cleaned up, stitched up, and a bit **** up from some fine brandy The Batman rested on his bed but not before doing some work for the company and then reading a nice book that, for some reason, was the one constant thing between realities.

It's a perpetual mystery that the only answer The Batman could think of was that the creator of the universe liked the book, or maybe it was their own little fanfiction they were proud enough of to **** everywhere they could.

But the book was so boring that The Batman only read it. As compared to everything he's ever attempted to use as anesthesia, this is the only thing that puts him to sleep after about a page or so, as everything else either takes far too long or just doesn't work.

For now it was time to finally sleep what little he needed and get ready for a brand new day of pretending to be a Wayne he's not and dreaming of a life where he could truly be himself and get back at his old friends by getting with all the women they were supposed to be with.

"Ah, I love my life, and I hope this one lasts much longer than the others." The Batman thought to himself as he got nice and comfy inside his own little dreamland, where he was brutally killing off many different versions of his rogues gallery while also taking every girl and having the time of his life!

Inside his dreamland The Batman still thinks of tomorrow as he wonders who's going to appear before him next, and he hopes it's Catwoman, as depending on who Harley and Ivy might be in this world, he could hire them both and make them his gardener and therapist that he's of course banging on the side.

But that all depends on tomorrow. and who appears but he honestly hopes it's not the fucking Penguin, as he's either a freakish monster or a grumpy weirdo that he'd rather not deal with anytime soon… Well, except maybe one, as he has to admit his umbrellas are amazing.