He had only one thought in his heart: save his son.
As if it had happened only last night, he had watched Bruce die in an alley, shot by the thug he later beat to death with his bare fists.
His name was Thomas Wayne, and he was also Batwoman.
When the war between Aquaman and Wonder Woman spread across the globe, a stranger appeared.
The man said his name was Barry—the Flash. He claimed that the reality Batwoman belonged to was actually an accident, its ultimate origin lying in the Speed Force.
The Flash, who looked like a shy, grown-up boy, said that he had intended to go back in time to save his mother, only to cause a terrible disaster by accident.
It took Thomas quite some time to believe him, because Barry told him that the one who was supposed to be shot in Crime Alley had been the father, not the son.
All of this gave Thomas hope.
He chose to trade his own life for Bruce's, so he gathered a few friends, and they fought side by side.
He made a plan and, at the critical moment, charged into the battlefield between Atlantis and Paradise Island, buying the Flash time to set the whole world right.
Watching the red uniform wrapped in golden lightning race away before his eyes, the gravely wounded Batwoman lay on the ground and watched his retreating back. He placed all his hopes on the Flash, asking him to deliver a letter to his son.
Then he waited to die, along with this nightmarish reality.
Flashpoint World, Wayne Manor.
The nightmare had not died. Something had allowed the entire world to linger on; on that battlefield, Batwoman had clearly watched the white light from the explosion about to sweep across the