Marvel: The Strongest Avenger

*Thomas P.O.V Starts*

It's Bruce 7 birthday, he keeps insisting on a combat trainer. I have no idea why he does but I still found him a retired Special Ops, World War One Veteran, let's see how he does. Hopefully he doesn't regret it or I will have to fire the poor veteran even though I don't expect him to shine as he does in the field of academics but I actually want to see what it he can do.

"Bruce, this is Jonathan Wilson, a retired Special Ops operative and he will be your physical instructor from now" I said to the somewhat baby faced boy present him front of me as I introduced the veteran behind me.

(Bruce)"Hello Mr. Wilson, nice to meet you"

(Jonathan)"Hello Mr. Wayne, nice to meet you too"

(Bruce)"Call me Bruce, Mr. Wayne is my dad"

To which I chuckled and nodded.

(Jonathan)"Try to hit me, I will just block and dodge, let see what you can do kid"

(Bruce)"Sure I won't hold back"

5 minutes later I watching Bruce gasping for air as he was laying down on the mat.

(Jonathan)"That was good kid normally someone your age shouldn't last 2 minutes but you held for 5 minutes you sure you never had training before?"

To which I was gonna reply no but I was interrupted by Bruce as he said "Yes, but not professional, Alfred our Butler taught me a bit when I asked him but dad don't cause him trouble" he did this while looking at me

(Jonathan)"Butler, must be some Butler you have kid"

This was the first time I heard this which completely surprised me as I didn't know Alfred was training him as I though Bruce was just studying but to my suprise he was actually physically training himself as well.

"Don't worry I won't punish him, you know I think Alfred is getting more attention from you than me, I'm kinda sad" I said sighing "But actually Bruce, Alfred was M16 before he retired due to injury and joined our household maybe that's why you could hold up for about 5 minutes, see you boys soon" I said as leaving the training room and par gym as i had a meeting to got to.

As months passed by, I saw him groaning the entire day as his entire body was aching from prstice and more than once I told him to reduce his workload of studying in the morning and working out on the evening, and I said I would talk to Jonathan about it and there was nothing to worry about but he clearly refused and when I told Jonathan he said that Bruce keeps increasing his workload and recently he's been doing the special ops workload and it seems like he might increase that as well which is just crazy to me. I don't know what he is trying to prove but I can't really stop him and with Martha's persuasion as well I told Jonathan to make sure that Bruce doesn't hurt himself as well.

Some random day, I was fortunate enough possibly come home one night early, when I say early I mean 12pm and not 8am as I changed my flight and came earlier. As I didn't want to disturb anyone I came in quietly through the back door but I was surprised to find Bruce in the kitchen drinking some orange juice from the carton and moving towards the fight/gym room. I don't know why but I felt like following him and when I did I saw him training and suprise, suprise, Alfred giving him instructions. I saw Alfred looking at me to which I just nodded and put my fingers on my lips so to tell me not to tell Bruce and continue, fortunately he understood so he nodded and cotinued. For about an hour I saw him fighting Alfred and Alfred giving him instructions but soon as I felt the jetlag hit me, I went back to bed.

In the morning I called Alfred to my study, "Alfred what's going on?" I asked.

(Alfred)"Sir, don't misunderstand, Mr. Bruce didn't know you would be coming and that time" to which I was surprised as he intended to keep it a secret and became more curious "it's just Mr. Bruce wants to learn multiple martial arts and he asked me to teach him, to which I politely declined but then he begged me to so I accepted thinking that it would last for a week max. Mr. Bruce started the week Mr. Jonathan came to start training and kept with it throughout. I kept pushing him to his limits and so did Mr. Jonathan, but he keeps up with both your programs. It's remarkable sir. I can confidentially tell you Mr. Wayne at the age of 12 he can go toe to toe with a veteran mixed martial artist and soon he will be able to beat the peak mixed martial artist. Mr. Wayne, he promised me to make sure I didn't say this to anyone" he finished, waiting for what I was gonna say next.

"Alfred, what I don't understand is why he pushing himself so much and do you know what his real schedule is like?" I asked.

(Alfred)"I don't no why he keeps pushing himself sir but his schedule is 6am to 12 noon studying, 2-6 pm practice with Mr. Jonathan and 10 pm to 2 am he has practice with me sir. Every other moment he sleeps or rests. It's genuinely remarkable as he keeps up with American Special Force training and British Secret Service training simultaneously."

"Alfred take care of him and make sure he doesn't injure himself but most importantly report to me monthly about his growth and if something serious happens and can you teach him everything you know, push him to his max so he understands this is not a joke" I said proudly while thinking that my company could be left in good hands. He was more hardworking than anyone I met which made me glimmer by thinking about his future but I have to make sure Martha doesn't know this, or she would kill me.

(Alfred)"You can rest assured sir, i will impart him with everything I know and train him to be on par with the Best Secret Service Personal to exist in British history. I will take my leave sir." he said while making the way to the door.

"Alfred, before you go tell Jonathan to come to meet me when he comes" I said while moving towards the landline phone installed into my study.

(Alfred)"Sure sir"

I was thinking about everything Bruce was doing while dialing on the landline.

"Is this Professor Alex Burnham, Yes this is Thomas Wayne, ah Professor could you do me a favor...."

As our conversation ended I went back to continuing with my business when suddenly someone knocked on the door. Who could this be, I thought. I just had my lunch maybe it's Martha?

(?)"Sir this is Jonathan. Alfred told me that you want to see me?"

"Ah, Yes come in come in and sit down" I exclaimed

When this was happening Jonathan opened the door and made my way into the study. "Sir, what can I do for you?" he asked

"How's Bruce, truthfully tell me what you think about that boy?" I asked

(Jonathan)"Sir, if you ask me, his career path is definitely in the military, one day he will rise to be the top brass, there is nothing I can teach him about fighting or physical it's just that...." he said

"That's good to here, but I don't want him to be a military personal, you don't have to worry tell me what you think" I said. To which he looks distraught as he looks like he wanted Bruce to be part of the military but I paid no attention to his emotions.

(Jonathan)"Sir he's a genius I taught him everything I know about fighting and surviving..."I saw him hesitate, I said "continue" to which he replied, "Sir he wants to do wilderness practical, where he lives out in the wilderness and experience it, he tells me living it first hand is much better than theory which I agree obviously but... it's dangerous and he also wants to start learning how to use fire arms."

I was taken by surprise, I knew he was going to say something between those lines but when it came out of his mouth, it continued to suprise me but one thing that Business taught me is to keep a poker face as I was arranging my thoughts.

"Ok, it's better to learn how to use firearms carefully so when he needs to use it to save his life.." to which he prompt nodded while I continued "impart him with every thing you know make him a peak Special Force Operative in America, make him walk through hell and back but most importantly make sure he doesn't have any major injuries and report to me monthly and if anything serious happens... and take this gold card, use this to buy anything and everything he needs."

(Jonathan)"Thank you sir, I'll make him the best Special Ops Operative the world has ever seen" he said while taking my card and moving out of the room.

As he left his room I was thinking if this was the correct decision I made and how the hell am I gonna explain this to Martha. It's going to be a rough night today, just as the night when he was four and we sneaked into his room. I sighed as cold beats if sweat was dripping from my forehead, thinking about Martha.

*Thomas P.O.V Ends*