

Lu’s corporate-mandated task is to give us a Bruce Wayne who walks the line between two world and two genres: insecure and troubled, as befits a bad-boy YA protagonist, but foreshadowing the toughened, experienced pulp hero we know he will someday become. The other half of the challenge is posed by the novel’s chronological setting: telling the story of an 18-year-old Bruce Wayne, still grappling with the trauma of his parents’ murder and just beginning to engage in combat against the forces of crime in Gotham City, Nightwalker is a Batman story without a Batman. This is half the challenge facing veteran YA novelist Marie Lu in Batman: Nightwalker, the latest in a new series of young adult novels based on the early adventures of DC comics characters. Described in typeset prose, he seems merely ridiculous. Seen in the four-color panels of Detective Comics, a man leaping rooftops in a bat suit reaches heights of the sublime. All the worse when the corporate property in question in DC Comics’ Batman, a character whose appeal (whether in the comic books of his origin or the movies and TV shows that followed) has always depended in no small measure on the striking imagery of visual media. But if that means making sure you don't try something absurd behind my back, then so be it.In the great hierarchy of book genres, the media tie-in novel occupies a tier decidedly close to the bottom: higher than coloring books or street maps, but lower than, say, Jesus, Life Coach. "My job is to keep you safe, Master Wayne.

Five years later, here we are, aiding and abetting you as a fugitive." His voice lowered. "Do you remember that? You were thirteen. "I first realized you'd be a handful when you accidentally set that old garden toolshed on fire with a blowtorch," he replied. But with your help, I'll have a better chance."Īlfred shook his head. "What's the point of being a billionaire if I can't have a little fun?" At the withering look on Alfred's face, he added, "I have to do this. "Come on, Alfred." Bruce cast his guardian a fleeting smile. "Not if you don't make it out there alive." Lucius is currently being held at gunpoint at the concert hall," Bruce replied.

"Lucius would warn you none of those prototypes are ready for use." "We need to make a pit stop."Īlfred shot him a wary glance.
