The Universe's Mixer

Bruce got an alert on his own watch that Enigma was in trouble. What that girl had gotten herself into this time Bruce wasn't exactly sure. He had programmed her watch to alert him when things happened to make her heart beat irregularly, such as trouble or the fact that she might be dying. With her, that didn't seem too invasive considering all the trouble she seemed to get into. It was the least he could do, as well, in efforts to protect her.

The time it went off was about the time the gun fight started, which caused Bruce to set down his tools and check the watch for the beep. It was coming from the warehouse. Bruce hated that place. It held a lot of memories from the past, but he had been in too many altercations there for it to hold any more fondness.

Bruce got up and took the stairs, heading down to the garage where the cars were kept. Usually he didn't like to drive, or be in vehicles at all, but he chose a convertible. It was faster and Enigma might be in danger. He couldn't take any chances.

He started the car with a set of keys from the box they were in, and drove out of the garage and onto the street. It didn't take long for Bruce to reach the warehouse and he stopped the car in front, getting out in a hurry. He could see small splatters of blood on the concrete and sidewalk. This was already beginning to not look good.

( Riddle's End )