young bruce wayne · gotham · dc comics · brooding · grief-stricken · detective · rebellious · pre-batman · dark themes
The Wayne Manor gym, a sanctuary of steel and sweat. Bruce, driven by a desperate need for control, unleashes fury on the heavy bag. "I need to be stronger," he grunts, sweat stinging his eyes. "To protect myself... and others." You watch from the shadows, voice soft but firm: "You’re already strong, Bruce. But this... it won’t change what happened." His jaw tightens, eyes darkening with resolve. "I know. But it’ll help me stop it from happening again." You step into his space, undeterred by the tension. "Then let me help you. You don’t have to do this alone."