Sir, You rang?
After reading an ad in the paper looking for a maid Emma Watson hoped to she found the answer to her problems. How dangerous could be a maid? Well as the saying goes out of the frying pan and into the oven. Who knew she was going to be working at Wayne Manor certainly not her. OC x Damian Wayne
Hi all just wanted to dabble alittle in the batman comic verse don't know much about the comics except whats online so please be kind. This is going to be told from the main point of my OC Emma Watson/ Damian Wayne you have been warned.
OC/Damian Wayne
Disclaimer: Don't own anything in the batman franchise all rights reserved for Dc Comics the only thing I own is Emma.
Emmas thoughts
Regular dialogue
Rating this chapter as T because of bad language.
None beated so don't hurt me.
Chapter 1: New Beginnings
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Emma Watson gently paced back in forth in her rundown apartment. She twisted the shirt in her hands in knots. She shakily took a breath; her eyes stared down towards the end of the hall she couldn't live like this for another second.
Her brown eyes rimmed red from tears. She rubbed her eyes tiredly; her sweater sleeve rolled down to revel purple, blackish handprint bruises up and down her arm.
Emma turned towards her laptop again more determined than ever to change everything. She wouldn't be another statistic.
She read the online ad like it somehow might change at a moment's notice and trick her into this false sense of security, the only glue holding her together.
Wanted a Maid Servant
Must be willing to work weekends and holidays have some previous experience in cooking and cleaning, pool maintenance, gardening, and be able to care for animals. Starting pay will be 400 dollars or more depending on experience. Please submit you application online to this email address listed below
Pennyworthalfred amail (not a real website that I am aware of)
Emma gently clicked over to her save message box quickly attached her application to the email and along with resume.
The little sent message icon letting her know in went thru now the only thing left to do was wait.
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Four days later
Emma boyfriend's voice shouted over the TV across the small flat to the poorly lit kitchen.
"Get your ass over here Emma I need another beer. Now!"
She opened the fridge and to her horror she realized it was empty of any cans. Loud foot falls behind made her squeak out in fear. Her boyfriend, Chris towering over her petite 5,3 slender, frame he quickly grabbed a chunk of brown curly hair from its neat bun pulling her closer.
No she though it's been two days, the old bruises on face have final healed please not again.
He pulled little tighter to get her attention her brown eyes looking up.
"What is taking so long you lazy leach? Do I have to hit you again to make you move faster?"
Emma strained to stand on her toes as Chris lifted her little yanking again on her roots she hoped he didn't rip them completely out.
"Th..there is no more you drank the last one just now"
He pushed her out of the way and open the firge to see if she was lying she large frame outlined by the firge light as he moved boxes around in a desperate attempt to see if one was hiding in the back.
Chris grunted in defeat and quickly glanced down lifting her off the floor in annoyance to bring her face close to his. His huge hands covered her heart shaped face stroking her cheeks with his fingers.
"Emi, Emi, I've been spoiling you these past days be a dear and run to the store to get me a case would ya?" Gently brushed the loose strains behind her ear and made quick strides to the living room the sound of the basketball buzzer starting the next quarter.
She grabbed her green purse from the kitchen counter checked the bag for her apartment keys, cash and pulled thick jacket from the coat rack by the door rushing out into the dim hall way of her complex.
Emma pushed her lose hair back and slide down her apartment door in amazement her luck was funny sometimes she laughed a little. Sending her outside mid-August in down town Gotham was just as bad as Chris was drunk what with gang wars happening around here plus pimps and prostitutes, drug dealers walking the streets she would lucky enough to make it home in one piece.
She pulled her coat tightly around herself trying to warm her sudden shudder from her body why did she have a bad feeling about this.
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The sounds of cat cries and car alarms rang out in the empty Gotham streets for the average citizen this was the time to hide in ones homes and pray that evil stay away.
Dark alleyways and random shadows jumped out from every direction as she hugged that 24 case of beer to her chest. Emma just had four blocks to go and then she would see her apartment complex stoop her safe heaven and hell.
A groups of men in trench coats walked by carrying metal poles and in their arms a unconscious male.
One of the thugs looked her way as if just noticing her she looked down.
They past her quickly dismissing her for a little nothing that she was and she was grateful this place was rarely ever kind.
When she was a block away a scream rang out from one of the alley way she was coming up too she knew she shouldn't look in but gosh what kind of person would she be.
There was a women laying out on the floor her red dress torn in odd places, blood was dripping for open legs cuts as bruises scattered around her body. Emma took hastened steps towards the unconscious women her blond hair shrouding her face.
Emma shoes made noise on the loose gravel the frightened face of the women looked up at her suddenly
"Please Jimmy honest to god I didn't take the money.." words dying in her mouth as she stared at Emma with surprise.
The women would be beautiful if her lips were not busted and one of her blue eyes was not swollen shut.
"Can I help you?" Emma voice startled her and the strange women making them both jump with the sudden sound.
The women was about to reply but then a door she had passed to enter the alleyway suddenly swung open revealing five tall men in suits and trench coats.
"Well looks boys what do we have hear a good samaritan?"
They quickly blocked the entrance spreading out to cover more ground crooked smiles flittering across their faces.
"Looks like we can't let you go honey you seen too much."
Another figure closer to her wickedly smirked moving to her left trying to distance her from the other women.
"Why don't you be a good little girl and try not to scream huh?"
Emma dropped the 24 case of beer on the floor.
Shit Emma though not good.
She quickly made move towards the fallen women touching her arms to lift her off the ground she glanced around for anything to make a quick escape.
Oh who was she kidding she was gonna die god help her
They drew closer to the pair of women, a knife gleamed in the darkness. This was it, this is how she was gonna die, closing her eyes she couldn't stand to look…
Then it happened…
In a minute it was all over the sounds of bones breaking, pained grunts as men fell unconsciously to the ground and a knife clang in the distance.
She opened her eyes in time to adjust to see a man in black suit and cap stand from his crouched position on the ground, and cast a shadow of a bat from the street lights his back facing her and her companion.
The Batman looked over the silence he had created.
A soft gasp escaped Emma's mouth.
Then suddenly his dark gaze turned to them he strode over towards them and quickly grabbed the blonde from her arms.
There he was the Batman in all his dark glory, the savior of Gotham, the knight of the city carrying off the beautiful damsel in distress like some hero that he was.
He paused as if realizing Emma was there for the first time his deep gravel voice scared the witts out of her she almost ran.
"Are you injured?"
There was a pause waiting for her reply
"No..no im fine …" and with that he shot up towards the buildings not waiting for her to finish her sentence thank you
She looked up at the darkness for a while
Then realizing to horror how much time had passed and the case of beer rushing to the front of her mind.
She quickly grabbed the case and danced around the unconscious men that littered the groun, the sound of sirens coming closer as she made a mad dash home.
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She quietly shut the door and made slow steps towards the kitchen the only sounds were the TV and loud snoring filling the open flat.
Chris lay sprawled out in his lazy boy, drool running down the side of his mouth.
Placing the pack in the frigid to stay cool she glanced over to the ruined kitchen dishes piled high from the dinner she made Chris and his grabby coworkers. She quickly started going through the motions placing the soiled dishes in the deep sink to soak.
She adjusted her bun and then a thought crossed her mind.
The email
Emma eyes widen how had she forgotten her last hope of escaping this life would be lost.
She made light steps out of the kitchen past the living room towards the nook that was sectioned off by large dividers towards the bed area.
She lifted her bag from under the bed pulling out her old thick outdated laptop starting it up took a while.
She redid her bun into a braid while she waited nervously finally when it was done she walked towards the futherest corner where she could steal internet from the hotel across the street and opened the internet browser.
Signing on to her user email felt like forever. Emma didn't want to look closing her eyes she said a prayer to whatever god was listening to help her, her last hope.
Then a ping of email alerted her highlighting her inbox
She clicked on the icon and there waiting in her inbox was a reply from
Pennyworthalfred amail
She cruser clicked on the item and her eyes joyously scimmed the email.
It read;
To: Ms Emma Watson
From: Alfred Pennyworth
Date: August 15, 2012
Time: 8:00am
Ms. Emma Watson it is my pleasure to inform you we are currently interested in seeking to employ you for the position of maid. You and several other are currently in the running for the position so please call this contact number to schedule further interview at your earliest convenience we look forward hearing from you.
Number: 555-4432
Alfred Pennyworth Majordomo (butler administrator*wink*)
End of Email
Her eyes brightened Emma couldn't believe she was being asked for a first interview all she had to do was make a call from the pay phone down the street tomorrow while Chris went off to work.
She shutdown her laptop in the bag and slid in back in its hiding spot tomorrow was going to be the best day ever.
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After Chris left and locked her in the apartment at 7:46am for the rest of the day. She showered and dressed in a long sleeve black shirt to cover her arms, jeans, and slipped on sneakers opened the bedroom window slowly making her way down the fire escape.
She smirked when she reached ground level pulling out some change from her pocket from the case of beers last night. Emma walked over towards the phone booths located near the rundown complex homeless man rolled over near the far end of the booths. She paid him no attention as she took a deep breath deposited the change into the machine.
Dialing number she waited the phone ringing four times before someone picked up
"Hello this is Alfred Pennyworth how may I help you?"
A british accent hmm
"Yes This is Emma Watson I received a email telling me to contact this number call to schedule an appointment for interview with you. I hope I didn't wake you?"
"Not at all Ms. Watson are you available this afternoon say two a clock? I was hoping we could meet on 4th ave it's a tea shop called British Tea Imports you know the one?"
Oh wow this was sudden I was hoping for tomorrow maybe in the morning Emma thought
"Sure I'll see you there Mr. Pennyworth good bye"
"Good day Ms. Watson"
She hung up and signed again crap how the hell was she gonna get across town with no money.
Chris was going to be home by 3:30 she was never gonna get back in time.
I guess its time for me to leave I can sleep in a homeless shelter tonight if I need too. No more hiding scared.
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Emma stood in front British Tea Imports the large windows showing random patrons sitting down drinking tea, eating biscuits and laughing.
A very casual place for a job interview.
She wondered which one was Mr. Pennyworth as her eyes skimmed into the building her locked on to an elderly gently men reading a newspaper away from the groups of people in the establishment.
She took a deep breath its now or never.
Strolling into the place she asked the waitress at the front if there was gentlemen name Alfred Pennyworth waiting for her she pointed him and walked towards the table he was at.
He had causal suit and was reading the newspaper when he noticed her making her way towards him and smiled.
"Hello my name is Emma Watson the young waitress pointed towards me in your direction."
She stretched out her hand to shake
"Yes Hello my name is Alfred Pennyworth it is a pleasure to meet you"
He shook hands with her in greeting and they both started to sit down and the interview began.
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"Well Ms. Watson after everything we have gone thru it is my great pleasure to say your hired, Here is the address and key card you will need to enter the home come at 10am and I will gladly start training you for your duties."
She shook his hands again and thanked him for hiring her.
Emma beamed as she reviewed the tiny paper hopefully she could ask someone the direction to this house she never even heard of the street name.
Hopefully it's not too far away.
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Okay this is the end of my chapter please read review and critique I will appreciate it. And if any flames come my way I'll just feed them to my gold fish. :P Love yall MS D.