The Legend Begins

Harry Potter and Batman Begins crossover

Disclaimer: I do not own nor am I associated with any of J.K. Rowling's works, the DC Universe, or any of Christopher Nolan's films. Any OC plotlines and ideas are owned by me. Batman created by Bob Kane.

Summary: The truth kept secret from Harry is revealed. Sadness and anger follow causing him to lose his way. But then he finds himself. First story.

Pairings: Harry/Hermione

Other pairings TBD

Chapter 1: A Lost Man

A boy is running through a beautiful garden leading to a gigantic greenhouse. He is dressed in clothes that are too big for his skinny frame. His hair is raven black and points in all directions. His almond shaped eyes are bright green and are framed by glasses that are so battered that they are barely holding up. His one distinct feature is a scar shaped as a lightning bolt above his forehead. This boy is Harry Potter.

When he enters the greenhouse, he calls out for someone, "Hermione! Hermione!" He looks under one of the tables of plants and finds a girl with curly auburn colored hair, Hermione Granger, holding something in her hand. "Let me see," Harry asks her. "Finders keepers and I found it," says Hermione. "In my aunt's garden," says Harry. She uncurls her hand and shows him an arrowhead. Harry snatches it and yells "Finders keepers," while running out of the greenhouse.

Harry runs toward the edge of a garden, an area riddled with weeds and a hidden secret of the grounds. He hides among the weeds, looking back to see if Hermione was following him. Suddenly, Harry loses his footing when the ground collapses beneath him. He falls into an old, abandoned well, screaming. He lands on the ground hard, breaking his left arm. Hermione hears the noise and rushes over to see Harry in the bottom of the well. Hermione runs to a mansion calling, "Mom! Mr. Alfred!" Harry groans and looks up to see the sky thirty feet above him. He hears a faint, eerie squeaking sound to his left. He sees a small opening in the base of the well, just big enough for a man to crawl through. The squeaking sounds get louder and then, like water being released from a dam, hundreds of bats fly out and head towards the sky, smacking and hitting Harry on the way. The sheer terror of the situation causes Harry to black out.

An older Harry wakes up, his glasses missing and his hair longer. His face, accompanied with a beard, is ragged. "Did you have a dream?" an old man to his right asks him. "Nightmare," says Harry. He gets up and looks to his right to see a big man looking at him disgustedly through the bars of a cell. Harry is in prison.

Harry and the old man are in line waiting to get breakfast. The big man is in front of him with five other men looking at Harry as if they loathe him. Some of them have bruises. Harry has clearly been fighting with them a lot. "They are going to fight you," the old man tells Harry.

"Again?" Harry asks.

"Until they kill you," the old man replies.

"Can they kill me before breakfast?" Harry sarcastically asks as the chef hands him a bowl of goo.

"You are in hell little man," the big man says to Harry as he smacks his head on the chef's pot. "And I am the devil."

"You're not the devil," Harry replies as the man spits at his feet. "You're practice."

Harry yells and launches himself at the man. The other men jump on to Harry and try to strangle him. Harry uses his feet to push against the chef's cooking platform and force himself and everyone holding on to him down the hill and into a puddle of mud. He starts fighting them, holding his own easily, landing hard hits in the rights areas. Strangely, some of the men fly far when they get hit by Harry. Some of them get burns. At this point, the guards intervene, shooting their rifles in the air. Two of the guards restrain Harry from everyone else.

"Solitary!" the warden yells.

"Why?" asks Harry.

"For protection!" the warden replies harshly.

"I don't need protection!" Harry retorts.

"Protection for them!" the warden yells. The men Harry had fought with are groaning and grimacing with pain.

Harry is thrown into a solitary confinement cell. Once the door closes, a voice comes out of the darkness.

"Are you so desperate to fight criminals that you lock yourself in to take them on one at a time?" asks a man stepping out of the darkness. The man is well-dressed in a gray suit. His black goatee and his dark blue eyes give off an air of wisdom.

"Actually there were seven of them," says Harry.

"I counted six, Mr. Potter," replies the man with a smile on his face.

"How do you know my name?" asks Harry.

"The world is too small for someone like Harry Potter to disappear, no matter how deep he chooses to sink," the man replies.

"Who are you?" asks Harry.

"My name is merely Ducard, but I speak for one of Ra's al Ghul. A man greatly feared by the criminal underworld, a man who can offer you a path," replies Ducard, giving an introduction and an invitation.

"What makes you think I need a path?" asks Harry lazily. Harry takes out two sticks out of his pocket and puts them together, reminiscing. The sticks look like they would have fit together perfectly. They must have been very dear to Harry since he concealed them from the guards.

"Someone like you is only here by choice. You have been exploring the criminal fraternity, but whatever your original intentions, you have become truly lost," replies Ducard calmly, determined to make Harry see the light.

"And what path can Ra's al Ghul offer?" asks Harry interestingly.

"A path of a man who shares his hatred of evil and wishes to serve true justice. The path of the League of Shadows," replies Ducard.

Harry chuckles and says, "Vigilantes." Harry had heard about this organization as he traveled the world. People had said that they were like guardians or assassins, taking out those who were corrupt and evil.

"No, no, no. A vigilante is just a man lost in the scramble for his own gratification. He can be destroyed or locked up," responds Ducard. He then lowers his voice to a whisper, crouches and delivers the pitch. "But, if you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, and if they can't stop you, then you become something else entirely."

"Which is?" asks Harry, intrigued.

"A legend, Mr. Potter." Ducard gets up and heads for the door. "Tomorrow you will be released. If you are bored of brawling with petty thieves and want to achieve something, there is a rare blue flower that grows on the eastern slopes. Pick one of these flowers. If you can carry it to the top of the mountain, you may find what you were looking for in the first place," Ducard says to Harry as he knocks on the door.

"And what was I looking for?" asks Harry, seeking answers.

Ducard looks back before he leaves and replies, "Only you can know that."

The end of the first chapter and Harry is in prison. What was Harry looking for? What does this blue flower do? And can he carry it up the mountain?

Next Chapter: Harry finds what he was looking for and the reason Harry was lost is revealed.

A/N: For those of you who've seen Batman Begins, I assure you that this isn't an exact copy of the movie with characters just changed. Keep reading and trust me you'll see what I mean when this is different.