Alter ego, Bruce Wayne

[Give me some sunshine,

give me some rain,

give me your power stones

or I will drink my Sprite again]

Shower me with your Power stones and I will send my stripsho- I mean more chapters to you. I am very much influenced by the music I listen to while writing and the next chapters are going Darth Vader loop,

Also, I would point out that there are a lot of plot holes for Batman living in the 2010s. With the advancement in technology. Frankly, keeping the identity secret is harder than landing a rocket on Sun. True BAtman has his stealth tech and whatnot, but his gadgets are not some century-advanced tech and could be easily tracked down as he was not one living in solitude unlike Wakanda, he was going out daily. The whole hiding thing was very applicable in the 20th century, but with advancements in tech in the last two decades, the concept of Batman is very hard to apply. Why am I explaining this?

Cause I am making this BAtman more tech-savvy, nothing technomancy, just above than above average. I am not making him OP from the start, I am making him more adaptable as times go on. Don't take it literally, but think of him to be a 1999 Batman, adapting due to his IQ in 2009, quite perfectly might I add.

And there were comments about me not wasting time writing the Tony Stark part, frankly, it gives me more confidence in completing a chapter with a word limit of around 1600-1700 and it gives depth to the story, I am not outrightly copying the script, 40% is improvised script while the rest if original, never been seen part, give your opinion on this. I am sleepy and haven't slept for 42 hours, it's catching up to me.

Let me tell you what happens if you manage to smuggle 50 power stones today. I would give you chapters worth 1600word/chap of pure content and you would give me more power stone the next day, deal (50 more to go in monthly top 10, that gives a lot of publicity), I want that much after heavily researching the plot and real-world events of the timeline to go up with the story

It has been 300 words just the above notices, so expect this to be a 2000 words chapter, just throw those power stones for me, and maybe twerk a bit]

And yes, we have got out Discord link now!

https://discord.gg/TXRenRsfev <continue chapter>

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Wayne Enterprises had gone public, with the evaluation of the company rising to 40 million, Bruce now was worth 38 million dollars (21 million worth of Wayne Enterprises shares, 16 million worth of Stark Industries which were worth 20 million a week ago, and his other assets).

The noteworthy event was the news of an unidentified manned, small air-borne device that was reported near the vicinity of the town of Gulmera in the Middle East. The news was dubbed to be a field practice accident, and the US military refused any latest intervention in the vicinity of Gulmera, dubbing an unknown force to liberate the hostages.

Bruce had to lay low with his activities on the internet. As of yet, he did not have to have a personal connection online, with no satellites to his name. Neither did he have an impregnable cyber defense.

The cyber attack last week was an alarming concern, restriction his cyber actions on a grand scale.

If he was to strengthen the defenses around his hold, the attacker would become more suspicious, and becoming invisible was not an option with the lacking technology he had in his hands, even after the monetary restrictions he had been loosened.

So Bruce let it go as a whole while making plans for an outsourced counterattack instead of rebuilding his cyber defense.

It was to note that Bruce did not have confirmation that Hydra, as he had read from the library was still active these years.

He had speculated of course, of Hydra's activities due to the fact that Hydra itself represent an undying creature, symbolizing the ideology that they would not die.

Meaning they would, of course, have some backup members and politicians to their cause, with an undying loyalty thanks to the charismatic nature of their leader and compiled with the absolute confidence of being hidden from the sights of this world, there was no way it would have been wiped out.

Weakened, possibly. But wiping out a deep-rooted ideology is no small task.

The previous cyber attack on the servers of Wayne Enterprises had compiled all of their app data, robbing them of everything they could, without any fear of "Bruce Wayne- Wayne Enterprises security". The individual accounts were not accessed, due to them being on an entirely different server with the real, "Bruce Wayne-Batman security."

The security on the personal accounts did not offer protection, instead, it provided a shield of Diversion, switching itself off at the first sight of any outside invasion-a simple spell yet quite unbreakable.

This got the online part of the apps, quite some bad reviews as they did not work as they were meant to, dropping the Wayne stock by a percentage score of 5.11%, a devastating blow to the up and new coming company, but it was either this or risk infamy as not caring for the privacy of their customers, whose news when leaked had the potential to destroy the data company as a whole.

Instead, Bruce used those attacks in his own favor, by making them known to the public and the solution in which they acted. While it may provide insight into the offensive party, it provided Wayne Net the veil of a victim and Bruce the reason to justify his upgraded cyber defense, publically hiring the best cyber engineers, which was privately himself.

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/weeks ago/

"Tonight's Red-Hot Red Carpet is here at the Walt Disney Concert Hall, where Tony Stark's third annual benefit for the Firefighter Family Fund has become the go-to charity gala on L.A.'s high-society calendar. But this great cause is only part of the story--"

A black Lamborghini drives at the red carpet, where Bruce pulls himself out of the car, passing the keys to a young Asian chauffeur with a tip fitting the Wayne name.

"Yes sir, you are welcome."

He hears someone saying 'I'm driving' but after sparing a last glance at his beauty, walks forward at ease.

"--the man whose name graces the gold-lettered invitations haven't been seen in public since his highly controversial press conference, and rumors abound. Some say Stark is suffering from post-traumatic stress and hasn't left his bed in weeks."

"And here enters the newly invited CEO of Wayne Enterprises, Brue Wayne. Mr. Wayne a question?" Bruce gives a slight nod.

"Your social media platform has come with a big boom on the internet, with a million users in just three months of its launch. This has set an unprecedented record and with the features and ease of access your platform provides, experts estimate it would leave Facebook behind by the beginning of the next year in the number of users."

"I am guessing you have not asked a question there," Bruce giggles.

"Yes, sir. With Wayne having subsidiaries in games, social media, investment banking, and charitable foundation. Mr. Wayne we would like to ask what is the future of Wayne Enterprises."

"Well, that is no easy question to answer." He huffs "But we have got a few surprise bazookas in there and we would come with a bang when we will be ready to."

The reporter nodes at the ambiguous answer she received, leaving with a thank you to address the other guest at the party.

Brue walks forward as he was joined by Neit, entering the hall hand in hand with his beautiful secretary.

"Nice of you to join me on this office outing, Ms. Everhart."

"Nice of you to invite me, Mr. Wayne."

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Then I shall return the request back at you, boss." Bruce's eyes the blonde beauty. They both leave each others' company to their own way in the party, as Bruce joins the loner-suited gentlemen in the corner.

One of them comes forward with a drink in his hand, seemingly a waiter only if Bruce judges a book with its cover...

and he was not updated with international news.

"Mr. Musk, congratulations on landing the $1Bn NASA contract for servicing the ISS for your SpaceX"

"Ah, Thank you, thank you. Mr. Wayne wasn't it?"

"Kind of you to remember my name, please call me Bruce." Elon offered the second martini to Bruce, potentially looking for someone to talk to with two drinks in his hands.

"Alone much?"

"Indeed, these parties bore me, I just had to come as the co-operator of the Firefighter fund here."

"Well that's the downside of business, we have to indulge in parties against our will."

"Your business is social media, sir?"

"Indeed, Instagram, a mass media giant in the coming years as I am told by many, many experts. A dangerous thing social media is." Elon muddled.

"Dangerous?"

"Yes, to those who are into investment banking and to t"

"Those who run the company with the investments." Elon sipped his drink.

"Just think just one post could do to a company, one targeted, post from a famous celebrity. Your one post on the internet could make all the investors pull back or put money into the Enterprise. Facebook is in its early stages, with fewer features on the mass media as a whole, and is more of a messaging app.

Instagram is a mix of both, capable of doing wonders for publicity campaigns."

"Well, I am now interested in having an account there, but would not imposters easily gain more from this than the legit IDs."

"We have a counter from that, the IDs, once having more than a handful of followers would have the option to get verified, you provide the platform with any of your identifying documents, as an individual or as an organization and you would have a slight blue tick on your username, verifying on your claim that you are who you are." Bruce shows the blue tick on his profile. (blue tick was introduced by Twitter in 2009, this is January 2009, so it became original from Bruce's side)

"Well then why don't you make me an account on Instagram then, it would serve as a good story for an interview somewhere down the road." Bruce smiled at the proposition.

"Why not?"

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"Oh I got the blue tick, see ladies!" outside an old man was bragging to be the second person at IG to get a blue tick. "Without even paying any money."

"Eyyy, there he is. My man!" The man turns, it's not Hugh Hefner.

"Sorry, thought you were someone else." Tony strides up to Obadiah, puts his arm around him, and poses for photos.

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