Batman Reactions Novels & Stories

But instead, I leaned down and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, pulling him into a tight, fierce hug. He froze. It was like hugging a pillar of granite. I could feel the sheer, massive scale of his frame and the tension in his muscles. He didn't move. I don’t think he even knew what kind of reaction would be appropriate. For a man who dictated the movements of thousands, he seemed completely paralyzed by a simple embrace. "You know, I think you’re not so bad after all, Bane," I whispered into his ear. I pulled back just enough to see his face.

“All this? You mean my jaw-dropping fashion taste?” I smirk faintly. “Well, I can't say jaw-dropping but ... I mean, you don’t dress like the rest of them.” He laughs, his head lolling back. “Fair.” Then his gaze catches mine again, and that smirk returns. “You’ve got beautiful eyes, Betty.” The words land like a whisper, and I forget how to breathe for a second. Then I laugh awkwardly, trying to shake it off. “Thanks, Batman.” He tilts his head back, shaking his head. “You’re never letting that go, are you?”

"I warned you. He's a criminal, just like his father." "He's not." An unusual sense of pride washed over me. The emotion was both unexpected and surprisingly welcomed. I squeezed her hand. "Princess, I'd break any law for you. Remember, I'm Batman, and when it comes to comparisons..." I shrugged at my own realization. "...I'll take that one as a compliment."

Susan screeched anxiously, fear reflected on her face. She never thought that Damian was such a good fighter. At this point, Baxter was her only hope left! However, Baxter suddenly released his bat, and it fell to the ground with a thud. Then, he raised his arms in the air and shrugged at Damian, saying, "You're really good at this, man. I admit it. I surrender! And I'm not going to get involved in this anymore!" Then, Baxter hollered at the rest of his men on the ground. "You useless pieces of shit! What are you all waiting for? Let's go!"

"W— what are you going to do?" The leader of the thugs chuckled. "I see, you want to play the hero for the beautiful lady, isn't it? You'll regret it." "We'll see," the warm stranger replied confidently. And in an instant, the men charged at him. Yet right before my eyes, I saw him move way too fast as he stopped the bats coming at him with one thrust of his left hand. The sheer force from his arm sent his attackers flying across the alley. All I heard was the sickening sounds of bones breaking as they hit the walls of the buildings standing beside us.

He mumbled. Kael smiled, actually smiled, for the first time that night. “yeah, I know. So if you don’t like Batman, who’s your favorite?” he asked. “Superman,” Nolan replied with no hesitation. Kael made a face. “Superman? Really? He’s too perfect. He can do everything. I don’t believe that someone should be that perfect.” He said with a scowl on his face. Nolan arched a brow and flicked his gaze briefly at her. She got the idea that he was judging Kael’s words. No child should be able to think like that except they’ve gone through some shit. If he wanted to say anything to her, he didn’t.

EMMA'S POV I couldn’t stop thinking about the metal bat I saw in Angel’s room. The image of it kept playing in my head like a broken record, refusing to leave me alone. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again— heavy, solid, and dangerous. It wasn’t just any bat; it was something far more threatening. The sleek, polished metal reflected the light in a way that made my stomach twist with unease. It was the kind of weapon someone would use if they wanted to make sure their victim wouldn’t get up again.

And I hate you, and your shameless bunch of idiots. "You dare!" cried the Bat Man furiously, "You will regret your words!" ''That's your business!'' exclaimed Anindira replied with a disgusted expression. ''I will take you, and I will make you like me…'' said Batman with sharp and serious eyes, looking at Anindira. Anindira's eyes widened when she saw him, the hair on her neck stood up seeing the Bat man's expression. Not fear or disgust, but a mixture of amazement and horror.

“I am a bad man… but I don’t want to be bad anymore. How about that?” He blinked at me. “You… don't want to be bad anymore?” “Not anymore.” I nodded. He stared at me for a second, like he was trying to decide if I was lying. “You won’t beat him?” he asked. I knew he meant Brian. Of course, he’d taken my Delta's side. “I won’t.” I said. He paused again. Then his small chin lifted slightly. “If you scare him…” he said, pointing at me, “…I’m like Batman. I’ll beat you. I have superpowers. See my hand.”

Leaving only traces of blood which then disappeared due to the stagnant water, and the vehicles that passed through the passageways. Now Dantley's powers were back, and he could change his form freely as Marteen again. He was now driving to the company, he had only been in the human calendar for a few weeks or maybe a month, and he had already memorized the streets of the human city. Dantley's eyes then focused on a billboard promoting something there, a movie by the name of Batman, now he knew who Batman was. There was a smile on his lips after learning about Batman.