Why do we fall silent Master Wruce? So we can speak back up.

When Wruce Bayne was just a lad, he went with his family to the movies one night to see the opening of the newest sentimental comedy starring The Rock.  As they left the theatre, young Wruce couldn't stop bouncing around his parents.  He imagined himself, like the rock, dressed in a tutu and a billion muscles.  Not a Hulk Hogan billion; a much more conservative Dwane Johnson billion.

His father decided to lead the family (being the leader of the family as fathers are) down a side alley to take a shortcut home.  Why they didn't just call their butler (Ralfred Nicklecost) to come pick them up in their fancy car, we may never know.  While walking through the dark alley a horrible tragedy befell the unsuspecting Bayne family.  Both Mr. and Mrs. Bayne began having simultaneous heart attacks.  As they fell onto the dark, wet streets, Wruce's father whispered in his son's ear

"Get help...run!"

And so Wruce ran back down the alley toward the well lit street to get some help.  He heard a stranger mugging another rich couple and their son by a dumpster, but ignored them.  His tiny shoes splashed magnificently through a giant puddle as he exited into the lit street.

"Help!" He screamed, "Someone please help..." A crowd of concerned faces suddenly appeared before him. Too many faces.  For some reason, the words got caught in Wruce's throat.  He couldn't talk to this many people at once.  One or two, sure, but not a crowd.  So, on that cold autumn night, Wruce Bayne's parents died because of his fear.

He grew up, the sole heir to both the Bayne family fortune and the Bayne family guilt.  He was a sad child and would cringe whenever an ambulance passed.  The sound of the sirens reminded him of that night when no sirens cried for his parents; when he cried alone.  Unable to take his guilt any more (13 years was long enough), young adult Wruce left without telling anyone and traveled to the far east.  For 7 years he studied the ancient Chinese art of medicine.

Never again he swore will anyone die because someone is to afraid to speak.

And so, he returned to Hotgam city and found his mansion exactly as it was.  His butler had kept it together for those long seven years, knowing that the young master Bayne would return one day.  Wruce began work on a costume and another persona.  A persona to help when no one else could.  He would stick to the shadows (so as to avoid large groups of people) and every time he heard a cry for help, he would run in the opposite direction to protect those who couldn't call out.

He found and bought an old, abandoned auditorium and declared to the empty seats that it would be his base of justice.  He fashioned himself weapons called pode-rangs (they are boomerangs that are shaped like podiums...and are sharp...and don't come back when you throw them.  Actually, they were called pode-shurikens...or pode-kens.  Yeah.  Pode-kens).  When his butler saw this he asked,

"Why podiums master Wruce?"

"Because public speaking scares me, Ralfred," he replied, "and it's time my enemies share in my dread."

He donned a mask and the letters PS were imprinted on his chest.  He became the silent guardian for all the unspoken members of the city.  He became a rallying name for mutes, mimes, and those afraid as he was.  In the underworld they speak his name quietly.

psssssst.