V. Rex's Superhero Fanfiction
Posted: 2010-03-22 01:09am
I don't have a working title for this yet, as I'm winging this story rather than having planned out the whole plot, but the idea behind it was, "What if a certain popular superhero got a girlfriend?" Of course, it'll expand far beyond that initial idea.
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“That’s a nice suit you’ve got on, Master Bruce,” Alfred said to me as I exited my bedroom, “Out on another date with Ms. Collins?”
“Yes,” I replied, “We’re going to Celestino’s tonight. This time, though, it won’t be like any other date. Tonight’s going to be special.”
“How come?”
I pulled out the little velvet case from my pocket and opened it before Alfred, showing the diamond ring inside. It wasn’t like your ordinary diamond ring with just one diamond---it had multiple diamonds arranged together to form the shape of a bat.
“By God, that’s a beautiful ring!” Alfred said, “I bet she’ll be absolutely elated to see it… but don’t you think the bat symbol might, uh, give something away?”
“Alfred, I can’t hide the truth from Sierra any longer. I love her too much to keep any more secrets from her.”
“It’s not so much her knowing that concerns me. It’s that someone else might see the ring on her and figure your identity out.”
“That assumes they recognize her as my significant other.”
“Of course they’ll recognize her. Don’t you realize how well-known you are, Master Bruce? Any woman betrothed to you will have her face on almost every magazine and tabloid in Gotham! Everyone will know what she looks like!”
“Hmm…you have a good point. Still, I could always tell people that the reason I chose a bat symbol is because I’m fond of bats.”
“I suppose that could work. Anyway, I wish you good luck on your proposal. Please tell me how it goes.”
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I don’t usually eat at Celestino’s. It’s a very expensive restaurant, even for a rich guy like me. However, as I said, this was a special night for both Sierra and I, so I didn’t mind the price.
I’ve been with Sierra for over two years now. She’s a beautiful young African-American woman who works as a paleontologist at the Gotham Natural History Museum. She mostly does lab work there instead of going out on digs, but her work is still important. She’s helped clean up and prepare for display many of the museum’s fossils. She’s also a very good person to talk to---practically all my knowledge on things prehistoric comes from her.
While we were waiting for our food to be prepared that night, the dominant conversation topic between us was a Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton that had recently been dug up in northern Mexico and was going to be on display in the museum two months from now. The T. Rex itself was quite large for its species, about forty-two feet long. As if that was not impressive enough, the exhibit was going to be quite grand---it would take up an entire room and feature not only the skeleton, but also a life-size sculpture and some faux tropical vegetation. I could tell it was going to be awesome…but it wasn’t quite as exciting as what I was preparing to do.
It was not until after our food had finally arrived that I changed the topic.
“Sierra, we’ve been together for over two years, and in that time, I’ve come to admire you not only for your physical beauty, but also your intelligence and compassion. I have never met a woman as wonderful as you before, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Therefore, Sierra, I want to ask you…”
I got out of my chair, kneeled down, pulled out the velvet box, and presented her the ring.
“…will you marry me?”
Sierra gasped as hard as any woman could.
“Yes…yes I will, Bruce. Of course I’ll marry you---but, why a bat symbol?”
I sighed. “Sierra, there’s something you really need to know. I’ll show you back at my mansion.”
“Why can’t you just tell me now?”
“Promise me you won’t tell anyone else. It should be a secret between us.”
She nodded. I moved my head so that my mouth was just a few inches away from her ear and whispered:
“I’m the goddamned Batman.”
##
“That’s a nice suit you’ve got on, Master Bruce,” Alfred said to me as I exited my bedroom, “Out on another date with Ms. Collins?”
“Yes,” I replied, “We’re going to Celestino’s tonight. This time, though, it won’t be like any other date. Tonight’s going to be special.”
“How come?”
I pulled out the little velvet case from my pocket and opened it before Alfred, showing the diamond ring inside. It wasn’t like your ordinary diamond ring with just one diamond---it had multiple diamonds arranged together to form the shape of a bat.
“By God, that’s a beautiful ring!” Alfred said, “I bet she’ll be absolutely elated to see it… but don’t you think the bat symbol might, uh, give something away?”
“Alfred, I can’t hide the truth from Sierra any longer. I love her too much to keep any more secrets from her.”
“It’s not so much her knowing that concerns me. It’s that someone else might see the ring on her and figure your identity out.”
“That assumes they recognize her as my significant other.”
“Of course they’ll recognize her. Don’t you realize how well-known you are, Master Bruce? Any woman betrothed to you will have her face on almost every magazine and tabloid in Gotham! Everyone will know what she looks like!”
“Hmm…you have a good point. Still, I could always tell people that the reason I chose a bat symbol is because I’m fond of bats.”
“I suppose that could work. Anyway, I wish you good luck on your proposal. Please tell me how it goes.”
##
I don’t usually eat at Celestino’s. It’s a very expensive restaurant, even for a rich guy like me. However, as I said, this was a special night for both Sierra and I, so I didn’t mind the price.
I’ve been with Sierra for over two years now. She’s a beautiful young African-American woman who works as a paleontologist at the Gotham Natural History Museum. She mostly does lab work there instead of going out on digs, but her work is still important. She’s helped clean up and prepare for display many of the museum’s fossils. She’s also a very good person to talk to---practically all my knowledge on things prehistoric comes from her.
While we were waiting for our food to be prepared that night, the dominant conversation topic between us was a Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton that had recently been dug up in northern Mexico and was going to be on display in the museum two months from now. The T. Rex itself was quite large for its species, about forty-two feet long. As if that was not impressive enough, the exhibit was going to be quite grand---it would take up an entire room and feature not only the skeleton, but also a life-size sculpture and some faux tropical vegetation. I could tell it was going to be awesome…but it wasn’t quite as exciting as what I was preparing to do.
It was not until after our food had finally arrived that I changed the topic.
“Sierra, we’ve been together for over two years, and in that time, I’ve come to admire you not only for your physical beauty, but also your intelligence and compassion. I have never met a woman as wonderful as you before, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Therefore, Sierra, I want to ask you…”
I got out of my chair, kneeled down, pulled out the velvet box, and presented her the ring.
“…will you marry me?”
Sierra gasped as hard as any woman could.
“Yes…yes I will, Bruce. Of course I’ll marry you---but, why a bat symbol?”
I sighed. “Sierra, there’s something you really need to know. I’ll show you back at my mansion.”
“Why can’t you just tell me now?”
“Promise me you won’t tell anyone else. It should be a secret between us.”
She nodded. I moved my head so that my mouth was just a few inches away from her ear and whispered:
“I’m the goddamned Batman.”