Chapter 24: A magical Birthday (2)
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"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper."
— W.B. Yeats
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"What the fuck?" Bruce couldn't help but curse in surprise.
"Language young master. Your parents would be rolling in their graves if they heard you using that sort of language." Alfred said with some amount of strictness in his voice.
"Sorry," Bruce said a little sheepishly. He had tried to stop cursing as much as he could but moments like these forced his inner angry teenager out of him.
"What I meant to say was what type of name is Zatara? I mean it sounds really corny, also I never heard about them. Are they from a business family or some influential politicians?" Bruce tried to fish for information about anything Alfred might know about the most famous sorcerer family of dc.
"They are not in traditional business or politics. As much as I have heard, they are in the entertainment industry. They do magic shows all over the world. They are quite famous in the craft too." Alfred informed Bruce.Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates
"Oh, I see." Bruce didn't stretch the conversation more and just silently continued to walk with Alfred toward the room where the Zatana members were waiting.
As the duo entered the room, Bruce finally saw the man who is supposed to be a legendary magician of dc and his daughter, an equally legendary sorceress with reality-defying magic powers.
"Ah Bruce, you have grown bigger than the last time I saw you." The middle-aged magician sporting a well-groomed mustache and wearing a suit got up from his seat and approached Bruce to shake his hands.
"Uh, sorry but I got amnesia after my accident. Please do forgive me but I can't seem to remember you or anyone else for that reason." Bruce used his go-to excuse as he showed a confused expression on his face.
"Yeah, I heard. But you don't have to worry about it now. I believe I can help you with that. By the way just to remind you, I am Giovanni Zatara and that is my daughter Zatanna Zatara." Giovanni said as he took a peek at his daughter.
"Wayne, Bruce Wayne. But I think you already knew that. As for helping me, can I ask how and why you would help me?" Bruce asked, with a doubtful expression.
"One simple word, magic." Giovanni wiggled his fingers in the air like he was trying to make a two-year-old believe in magic.
'Shit.' Bruce thought in his mind since he knew that if Giovanni were to use his magic on him, there was a very good chance that he would find out that he was not the real Bruce Wayne but a different soul in Bruce's body. Hell, the magician might even try to exorcise him thinking of him as a body-possessing demon or something.
So he could not let him use any sort of mind or soul magic on him until and unless he is sure that he got the mandatory security against mind and soul attacks that all other transmigrators receive, or at least until he made something to protect his mind from outside influence.
Both the husband and wife of the Zatara family were supposed to be powerful sorcerers. So his wife dying just like that seemed a little unbelievable.
"She died while battling the armies of hell and forcing back a demon general back into his realm." Mr. Zatara said with a straight face.
"..." Bruce didn't know how to answer back. Should he accept that reason since it was most probably true, or should he act like he didn't believe it like any normal person wouldn't?
"It was a joke. My wife died... in an accident. She was too kind for her own good... But I am not here today to talk about her. She is in a better place now, wherever it might be. I am here because of you and my daughter." Giovanni said as his posture suddenly became straight and his face turned stern.
"Huh?" Bruce was confused.
"After my wife passed away, I realized that my daughter has been suffering a lot emotionally. Due to our constant traveling, she doesn't have a lot of friends so to speak. So I thought she could spend some time with you since you are the only friend she ever made..."
"That's enough Dad. You are embarrassing me now." Zatanna interrupted with a flushed red face in an attempt to stop her dad from continuing to talk and further embarrass her.
Bruce really wanted to laugh at this. It was truly hilarious. Their personalities were in no way similar to the serious characters portrayed in some of the shows Bruce had watched before in his previous life. They appeared just like a normal father and daughter trying to mend their relationship and get back to their normal lives after the death of the mother.
"Yeah, sure. I'll be glad to be friends with her again. Even though I might not remember our friendship from before I lost my memories, I am sure that we can always make some new ones." He said.
He hadn't only said that because he really liked the two but also because this might be his chance to get closer to the hidden world of magic and learn more about the world of mysticism.
All he had to do was just win their trust and voila, he would get a magical friend as well as a free magic teacher for himself.
'I guess my 'parents' did leave something useful for me besides their huge wealth. They left their contacts with some very important 'canon' characters.' He thought as he wondered who else the original Bruce and his parents might have known before their deaths.
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