Thursday, March 5, 2015

The Knights of Darkness: I


Here it is! part one of my first ever batman story. It is a story that tells one moment in each of Batman and Jokers life until they meet.

picture by Andy Norton



You can cry all you like, nobody is home; when they are home, you are the one who's not here.

One

       

 Little Jack sat in his crib in the dark for days uncounted. He is too young to understand night and day, but the shadows pass over the blinds. His days pass in the stink and sting of messy diapers and rash. Cry's that once echoed off the lonely walls now stay buried deep within the poor boys bosom. An understanding that can't be understood in such a young mind has formed dangerously to self heal and sooth. He can't care for others anymore, he doesn't understand feelings of empathy and will live his life not looking for meaning, but filling a hole and was created in his own mind when his parents chose to neglect and ignore him.

     


 Bruce. A proud and strong name, a name befitting the youngest noble of the Wayne empire. The youngest socialite in the city, faces he doesn't know peek into his bassinet smiling, cooing, pinching softly. He squirmed in discomfort, she who pulls him out of this safe hole to warm him and feed him and keep him clean. He doesn't have a name for her, but he loves her and would do anything to be by her no matter what. His young mind only knows how to fuss and make noise, but he knows that it won't be long until she is reaching and holding, then he will smile at her and she becomes happy, which makes him happier.


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