“That is exactly my point! You blatantly ignored the plan, putting the others and countless civilians at risk.” Bruce said even though he already knew that no matter what he said, his youngest child wouldn’t listen to it.

His youngest kid. So different than the rest of his children. Was it so wrong for him to want his littlest to be kept away from this life? Away from harm and a life of violence? He swore to the late mother of his kid that he wouldn’t let anything happen. He couldn’t even understand why suddenly things changed. His youngest one what wanted to be involved in this vigilante life now.

Bruce was livid once he discovered this one was off training and participating in dangerous stunts as an act of ‘training’, or so he was told. He told himself wasn’t going to let this happen anymore.

But, he tried to understand. He had to try and see the other point of view.

Against his better judgement, he let the stubborn one come along on a simple mission, one that seemed safe enough. Being told not to engage the enemy, just keep watch and signal him or one of the others if there was anything about that looked suspicious. “I knew I shouldn’t have let you out there, you weren’t ready. I was a fool to even let you come along.” he chided before sighing, rubbing his temple.

For a moment, his expression softened as he saw the look on his youngest one’s face. “I…I’m sorry.” he admitted. “You have to see where I am coming from. I could have lost you today.”