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[b] The Road to Owlman, pt. 1 [/b] 

Darkness shrouded the lone figure walking down the highway south of Gotham proper. Stripped of his Talon uniform, he swaddled himself in the clothing of the bereft. His hands were kept warm by knit fingerless gloves, his body by a wool sweater beneath a long coat. A scarf was draped around his neck. His name was Thomas, and mere hours ago, the mastermind of the Court of Owls had stripped him of rank, of home, and delivered unto him a revelation that had shattered his world. 

[i]"You are not Thomas March, Talon of the Court. You are [b]nothing[/b] but the clone of a dead man- Doctor Thomas Wayne. You are our failed weapon-our trash!"[/i] The last sentence repeated itself over and over in his head. Was he really just a weapon, or was he a human being, capable of more than just serving the Court? 

The questions he could not answer burned in his mind, crying out to be resolved. Thomas shook his head, trying to clear his head, to remain calm and levelheaded. But no matter how hard he tried, one thing kept bringing itself to the surface. It was hate- pure, burning, unadulterated hatred directed towards the Court and its enigmatic leader. 

Thomas stopped wandering then, a purpose slowly forming in his head, a drive fueling his every step. His journey had begun.