Alfred didn't like it. But Bruce was stubborn. He had wasted enough time already. If he wanted to fight crime, he needed to know more. And he couldn't learn it if he was cooped up at school, no matter how good the school was.

So he was leaving. Taking advantage of his fortune and going out to learn what he would need. He had already located the dojo he wanted to train at, and learned at least rudimentary Japanese. He had the few things he was taking with him in his backpack; there would be no need for more. A few books, his magnifying glass, a change of clothes, and, tucked away at the very bottom, a well loved teddy bear. There was also a bat on his shoulder, but no one but him knew that. He was ready.

Bruce opened the door, expecting to see Alfred unhappily waiting to take him to the airport...

...and stepped into Milliways.