Bruce would growl as the woman was snarky to him. He didn't like his women snarky...he liked them muffled with a gag or a certain appendage that he was rather proud of. But he couldn't just hit her, it cost too much money to pay the cops off.<br/><br/>...and then she took his beer and he stood straight up.<br/><br/>“Little bitch...”<br/><br/>He almost roared...<br/><br/>“I hope you are ready to die.”<br/><br/>There seemed to be no hero in this bar. Pure rage follow off this hulk of a man that didn't seem quite human at all. His eyes were flickering between a dark brown and a deep red. He was fucking scary and people were getting out of the way knowing that this bastard was just going to murder her right there made them sad...but there was no hope. She could feel that much in the air...<br/><br/>...well there might be one 'hero'. The man with the raven hair stood up, she had pissed off the big guy before he even had the chance to say a single word. He stood there with a shit eating grin on his face as the hulking mass pulled back his fist.<br/><br/>“Bruce...”<br/><br/>His rich baritone voice seemed out of place in this weathered man with the raven hair and the dark leather jacket.<br/><br/>“Bruce...Bruce...Bruce. It took me far too long to find you, you giant sack of crap.”<br/><br/>The large man looked up, what was once rage was replaced with instant and very real terror. Not just fear...he feared the devil, he feared the gods of light. But not...he was terrified of who he thought this 'man' was.<br/><br/>“How d...do you know me.”<br/><br/>The woman was forgotten as Bruce started to back up. The bar was stunned, people hardly even took a breath.<br/><br/>“Oh please Bruce...don't air your dirty laundry out here. I can smell the fear in your fat folds. You know who I am...you know why I am here.”<br/><br/>Luther would laugh at that point, sadistically. He liked this part of the job a great deal...well it wasn't a job. Its a job if someone pays you for it. This was his calling..and it called to every fiber of his being.