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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1545365
A shrinking story set in Nolan-verse Gotham City.
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Chapter #4

Bruce Wayne

    by: JzC Author IconMail Icon
"Rachel?!" Bruce looked pale with shock. "What...what happened to you?"
You hold your ground as your friend's huge face descended close to you.
"I don't know. I have no idea what happened." You exclaim in a choked voice.
Bruce stares at your terrified, confused expression, then stands back up and glances around before turning his attention back on you. His height to you was dizzying, but his voice was gentle.
"Listen Rachel, we're going to figure this out. But I need to get you somewhere safe."
"Ok." You nod, and he lays his palm flat on the desk. After a moment's hesitation, you step onto his hand. It's such a strange sensation. You imagine it must be rather odd for Bruce, too. As slowly and carefully as he can, he raises his hand up to eye level.
"I'm going to put you in my pocket until we're away from prying eyes. Is that allright with you?" Bruce says quietly.
Your eyes dart to his pockets. You aren't sure which pocket he's talking about, but none sound extremely appealing. On the other hand, it's probably the best option you have at the moment. You look back to his eyes and nod. With the same caution, Bruce tipped his hand into the breast pocket of his shirt. After checking to make sure you were still allright, he re-buttoned his blazer and began to non-challantly retrace his steps through the DA's office back out to his car. It's dark in the pocket and you sway with every step, occasionally bumping into his chest. You finally hear the car door shut. You shift a little as you feel Bruce moving to retrieve you. You close your eyes as his huge hand fills the pocket and withdraws your tiny form. You open your eyes to bright sunlight again. Bruce puts you down in the cup-holder and starts the engine.
The stunned silence between you seems natural, but you can't help but wonder...
"Where are we going?" You call up to him.
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