DC: I am Bruce Wayne

Chapter 144: Taking Out Some Trash (2)

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"Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while you shouldn't have fucked with? That's me."

- Walt Kowalski, (Gran Torino, 2008)

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<(Omniscient POV)> 

"I told you to kneel down, didn't I? And don't even think of trying something funny, Barney. You have a wife and children to take care of, right? They won't like it if you return home in a body bag for this Christmas, will they? As for you Miss Kane, grab the children and follow me. I promise you that as long as you behave, I will personally make sure that nobody hurts your girls" The guy named Kramer threatened while continuing to aim both of his guns at Barney, his "previous colleague" and the Kane family matriarch.

"Kramer, whatever rewards they offered you in exchange for their loyalty, it won't go the same way as you are hoping. If this terrorist organization is the same one that has been trying to stage attacks on different parts of the continent, then I should remind you that they don't leave witnesses. They will get rid of you when they think they have no more use for you. However, if you stop this and help us, we can still make things right." Barney tried to de-escalate the situation while raising his hands and slowly kneeled down to show that he didn't mean any harm.

"I know you, Kramer. You are a good person, not a terrorist. You played with my daughters, and looked after them whenever they needed you, why would you do this now?" Mrs. Kane also tried to appeal to Kramer's humanity, hiding her daughters tighter behind her as if trying to shield them with her body. 

Her tear-stricken face trembled as she struggled to control her fear. Yet, despite what an onlooker might assume, the terror she was feeling right now wasn't for herself but for the lives of the two little girls hiding behind her.

"A good person? Hahaha, You two are forgetting that I am not some gullible child that you can manipulate with some sweet, honeyed words. I have killed before and I won't hesitate to kill again. The only reason I haven't killed you, Barney, is because I need someone to stay alive to tell Mr. Kane what happened here. As for Mrs. Kane and her children, my orders were to bring her alive... although I might have to defy that order if you two continue to waste my time. You have no idea how much of my precious time and brain cells I had to sacrifice to get close to all of you, just so that I could complete the mission and get my money. Three fucking years, that was the time I was undercover for. However, the reward that I'll be getting from this mission will be enough to set me up for life. I'll never again have to entertain little fucking children anymore." Kramer spat with venom before pointing one of his guns directly at Mrs. Kane's head while internally worrying about the sudden silence outside. 

He knew that the four soldiers downstairs would not be enough to handle the huge number of troops that he had brought. And since he had made sure to block all modes of communication and jam all incoming signals, no help would be arriving any time soon. It was only because of his help and prior knowledge of all the emergency protocols that they could invade the home of the Kane family and complete this mission so easily despite the security measures provided by the government. After all, he had been the one to disable all the cameras and the scanners around the estate as well as the one responsible for unlocking the outer gates. However, he still could not help but get worried by the sudden silence outside. If those people were already done killing his previous colleagues, then he needed to hurry up. He did not want to annoy one of the leaders for no reason. 

"Now, didn't you hear my words the first time? Hurry up and come here you bitch, or I am going to shoot a hole in one of your little girls' heads Bang Splat" The traitorous soldier could not complete his words as his head suddenly burst out like a watermelon into a mixture of blood, flesh and broken pieces of his skull, painting the walls near him with a crimson red color.

"What the hell!" The agent named Barney exclaimed in shock as he looked at his own suit and his mistress's lavender dress, both of which were completely drenched with a splatter of fresh scarlet blood.

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<(Bruce Wayne POV)> 

"Shit, you were right, Cortana, that bullet was indeed too strong for human skulls. Even twelve inches of bricks and cement was unable to slow it down a lot while the detonation was just too over the top. I guess we should only keep those self-detonating extra-large bullets for armored supervillains only or maybe for superhumans possessing super durability. As for the next time, we try to assassinate someone from outside their house, we should only use normal sniper ammunition." I nodded, agreeing with Cortana's previous warning.

"... Now you agree with me AFTER you have already given them serious traumas for the rest of their lives? Sigh After what happened to that man in front of those little girls' eyes, it won't be a big surprise if they get major cases of PTSD or perhaps hemophobia." Cortana reprimanded me. 

I didn't retort at her words because I knew that she was right. In fact, I knew that something like this was going to happen even before I took that shot but the thing is I really wanted to fire a self-detonating bullet in someone's head at least once in my life and he seemed like the perfect test subject. 

Releasing a hum of agreement with Cortana to shut her up, I retrieved a small crown-like device from my buckle. It was a miniaturized version of the AmuSphere, capable of scanning memories and neutralizing psychic or psionic powers in its targets. It was a very handy little gadget to gather information or imprison telepaths.

With the crown in hand, I began searching for the leader of the dead terrorist troops. I suspected that the one who had initially tried to flee in fear before attempting to shoot me in the head with a revolver was their leader in this attack. If so, he would likely have the most information about the terrorist organization behind this attack, information that would be extremely useful for catching them and eliminating them from existence.

After a few moments of looking through the dead bodies, I quickly found the person I was looking for as I placed the crown on his head. Even though the guy's jaw was cracked in half with a gaping hole in his chest and major burns all over his body, fortunately, his brain was almost in untouched condition. So, a few seconds was all it took for the tool to get a complete scan of his memories with the light turning green indicating that it was successful.

"What the hell happened here... and who are you?" As soon as I had put the crown back into my buckle again, a male voice asked from behind me as a couple of figures in black suits limped towards me with pained faces.

"Most of you are injured and are bleeding. Sit down and take some rest, agents. Help is on the way. You have all succeeded in your mission. Mr. Kane will be here with backup in a few minutes." I responded without bothering to answer his question before using my thrusters to fly up to the windows of the second floor. 

Of course, they tried to stop me with a flurry of other questions, but I wasn't really in the mood to answer all of them.

It seemed the two young Kane heiresses had already noticed me fighting the terrorists through the glass windows, as they quickly opened one when they saw me approaching.

"Wait, Beth. Don't open the window," her mother tried to warn her. But Beth ignored her, as she and her twin sister stared at me with eyes filled with wonder. Even the other agent in the room had frozen for a split moment after seeing my flying figure appear near the window. But he was trained and experienced enough to snap out of his surprise and quickly pick up the revolver in front of him to aim it at my head.

'Huh, kids are really too easy to impress. Show them a jet pack and they will worship the ground you walk on.' I mentally snickered.

"Who are you?" The agents asked in a serious voice, which I again ignored as I just stared at my aunt, my expression unreadable because of my mask.

"Tell your husband to either increase the security around here or bring you all back to America. I won't be able to come and save you every time the terrorists attack." I simply said before turning around to fly away. "Oh, and next time hire guys from a professional security agency like Wayne Security instead of relying on the military," I advised with a straight face. 

I mean honestly, if they were to hire my guys, it would be a lot easier to protect them since the men in my "Colony" now not only possess unique abilities of their own but are also much better trained than common soldiers. However, I doubt Jacob Kane will ever agree to that since he is after all part of the military himself and thus would always prefer hiring soldiers. However, I still advised my aunt so that she would at least consider it. And who knows, maybe she can even convince her husband later to actually do it once her nephew Bruce Wayne makes the same suggestion.

After all, my uncle was a very important part of the US military with his influence only growing with time. If I could somehow convince him that Wayne security was good enough, it could open a whole lot of government security contracts for my company which in turn would enable me to establish a closer relationship with the government.

"But who are you?" Just as I was about to fly away, the other twin, Kate Kane asked in a curious voice, staring at me with her big eyes full of admiration.

'Those two probably saw me killing the terrorists through the window unlike the agents and my aunt who were too busy worrying for their lives.' I mentally concluded.

"I am Batman." 

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