Hey guys.
Since I was getting bored with The Newest Generation, I decided to write this story... I couldn't get the idea out of my mind, so I had to publish it on FanFiction. Don't worry, I will publish my other story. Eventually.
Disclaimer: Jeez, I really wish I did... but I don't own Batman.
Enjoy!
Violet was annoyed.
Her little brother was bothering her again. "Hey, watcha reading?" Max asked, looming over her. He was only seven, yet the most infuriating living thing possible.
"Batman," she snapped, as if it was obvious. Which it was. Wherever she went, she was reading a comic book. Usually Batman. Or Superman. Or Wonder Woman. It really didn't matter to Max, she knew.
He nodded and smirked at her. "Duh," he said.
They were nothing alike.
Max was, first of all, at least two feet shorter than her. He had the darkest, blackest hair, and bright blue eyes that where always shining with mischief. People would say, "Isn't he the cutest thing?" and when they weren't looking, he took their donut. (I already love this kid. I would totally hire him)
Violet was a giant for her age, five foot six. She also had very dark hair, almost a purple look. Her locks fell to her waist, and she never let her mother cut it. But the reason she got her name was from her dark purple eyes, very unusual. She had a stare far more worthy than Batman, she thought amusingly.
If only he was real.
She plucked that thought from her mind and dropped it in the trash. No, recycling bin.
Her brother waved a hand in front of her face. "Hullo, earth to Violet," he said. Her head jerked up. She glared at him, and picked up her comic.
"I'm going to Lila's house," she snapped, and ran outside. It was Summer, which meant no school. Not that she didn't like school, it's just you need a long break once in a while. She smiled as the wind blew in her face. She took in Cell City. It was a booming place, almost everybody was rich here. No one would be left in the streets here. Lila's wasn't that far, she only had to walk a few blocks.
She didn't mind.
She stopped in front of Lila's place. Cozy house, small enough for Lila and her mom. It was painted white, and as usual, there was Daisy, sitting on the porch. The huge white dog bounded over to her and licked her face. Violet laughed, and patted her head.
"Do you know were Lila is, girl?" she asked. At the sound of her mistress's name, Daisy's ears perked up. She rushed through the doggy door of the cottage.
Lila was up in her room, reading the same comic Violet had. The other girl held it up as Violet entered. "It's the newest edition, 'Batman Unmasked'. Did you get it?"
She nodded, and she showed Lila her copy. "I finished it. Have you?"
"Almost," her friend replied. She threw her comic on her blue bed. "Max bothering you again?"
Violet groaned. "Yes," she said and patted Daisy's head. The dog jumped onto the bed, as did she. "Watcha reading?" she mimicked."
The girls laughed together. And this, my friends, is what Violet Penni had gone through every day.
Until now.
Violet woke up from a very bad dream.
It was about Batman. What? You ask. I thought he was her hero!
Well, yes. But in this dream, she saw Bruce Wayne. She saw him as an eight year old... or was it nine? She couldn't remember.
She saw it happen. That horrible night, when little Bruce changed forever.
She jumped out of bed and gasped, as she looked out the window.
Where was Cell City? It was gone. In it's place was a darker city... Violet squinted, and spotted a tall building. Taller than the rest of the skyscrapers. What? She couldn't believe it.
It said "Wayne" In big, blue letters near the top. Was she still dreaming?
She ran downstairs, and sighed with relief. Her family was still there. They were crowded around the small TV of the kitchen.
"Violet," her dad said. "Come look at this."
She looked closer to the TV, and listened.
-the man was dressed up in a bat suit, and saved several people from a fire. He seems to have almost super strength, or at least years of training. Who is this man? Is he friend or foe? Our camera man caught one shot of him. Here it is-
Violet's eyes widened. She rubbed them and looked again.
She was looking at Batman.
She rushed upstairs to her room. Where was her comic books? She had a huge stack of them in the middle of the floor.
She shook her head and got dressed. Violet noticed her t-shirt with the bat on it was gone, too. She rushed downstairs again and went outside, on her way to Lila's house.
She ran, faster than she ever had before. Was Lila okay? Was she as surprised as she was? Apparently, in... this city it was farther to Lila's than in Cell.
Violet screeched to a stop as she gaped at the scene in front of her.
Commissioner Gordan, younger looking than in the TV show, was pointing a gun at him. Batman. Behind him was his men, also pointing guns.
"Put your hands up," he said. "I have orders to kill you."
Batman refused, and Gordan raised the gun unwillingly.
"Wait!" Violet suddenly yelled. She ran in front of the Dark Knight. "Stop!"
The Commissioner lowered his gun. "Get out of here," he said. "It's not safe."
She glared at him. "For who? For me? He's in just as much danger as me," she pointed at Batman. "How do you know he's an enemy? How do you know he won't save all of our lives one day?"
Batman seemed to raise an eyebrow behind the mask.
Gordan stared at her. "Stand down," he told his soldiers. "Another time."
Violet looked at Batman. "Go home," he finally grunted as the police left.
"Uh, no," she replied. "I need your help."
Batman looked at her.
"I know who you are, rich boy. I know why you're doing this. I know where you live. I know a lot of things," Violet snapped. "I need your help. Or else I'll just get in the Batcave myself."
A scooter suddenly appeared in front of them. It was black, with the classic yellow Bat-sign. "Get. On." Growled Batman. Violet reluctantly hopped in the side car, and they sped off into the night.
As soon as they arrived at Wayne Manor, Batman hid the Batcycle in some bushes. "If you really know who I am, and where the Batcave is, find it." he said. She nodded and went inside.
Violet looked around. "I've always dreamed about this," she mumbled. She stopped in front of the grandfather clock, opened it, pulled the pendulum, and the opening showed itself.
"Ta da," she said and went down the steps. Batman followed her.
She gazed around happily. "Ah, it's real," she said. "It really is... See, there's the huge computer thingy," She pointed to the large screen. "And... oh, that's it for now. You'll collect more stuff soon."
Batman pulled off his mask to reveal Bruce Wayne, dark haired and blue eyed. He glared at Violet.
"How do you know that'll happen?" he asked briskly.
"That's a story..."
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