A/N My first story. I really hope you like it. If you want to read more about my OC, she's in my profile.


"AHHHHHHH!"

I'm sorry I had to start this way. My name is Paisley Rose. I'm a super- uh... I kinda don't know whether I'm a hero or a villain. My mom is Poison Ivy, a villain. My dad is- I don't know if you want to know. My dad is Batman, a hero. Yup. I said it. My mom is Poison Ivy and my dad is Batman. I was born before my mom became evil. Don't ask me how Bruce Wayne and Pamela Lillian Isley "hooked up", cause I don't know. Well, I'm 15 years-old and I've always been home-schooled. My only comfort was my cat, Nyla.

So, where was I? Oh yeah. "AHHHHHHHH!"

My mom was mad that I decided to visit with my dad. "MOM! It's just for a month!"

"Oh, when you put it that way. You can go," mom said.

"Really?"

"No. You are not going to 'his' home. And that is FINAL."

I was disappointed, "Ok, I'll make a deal with you," she smiled, wickedly, "If I go to dad's, I'll-I'll follow your footsteps." Mom, of course, accepted.

So, I packed all my necessities. I put my cat, Nyla, in her kitty carrier. I picked up my bags and went downstairs, I called a cab and asked him to go to Wayne Enterprises.

I climbed out of my cab and the cabbie helped me with my bags, I thanked him and paid him. I looked up at the tall building. As I walked up to Wayne Enterprises, I was super nervous.I didn't know my dad very well. I could tell, Nyla was nervous, too. I opened the door and it was HUGE. I walked over to the front desk to a woman on the phone.

"Excuse me. Um, can I see da-Bruce Wayne."

"Honey, can't you see I'm on the phone," she continues her phone call, "Ok, so where was I? Oh, yes. So I told Martha 'Johnny asked me to the ball and not you, so deal with it.' And she was like, 'Oh fine, whatever.'"

"But. I need to see him, pronto."

"Hon, he's in a meeting. Do you have an appointment?"

"Um, no? But, I'm his daughter."

"Ha. Mr. Wayne has no children," she laughed.

"That he knows of," I finished her sentence. She slowly stopped laughing. She let me go up, reluctantly. Let's just say I gave her a little "persuasion".

I knocked on the door labeled, "Bruce Wayne, CEO." He opened the door and looked down at me. "Um… Hi? I'm Paisley Rose. And I'm your daughter."

"How do I know that's the truth, and not a lie? And who is your mother?" He demanded.

"Well…," I told him everything, from his affair Poison Ivy, to me decision to visit him.

"Did she send you?"

"Actually, she was very reluctant to let me come," I responded.

"Oh, well I still have work to do, and I need some DNA to prove it.

I couldn't wait to see his house, but I shouldn't act so desperate, so I pulled a hair from my head and handed it to him. After about 5 minutes he confirmed that I was his child.

Then he looked back at me and said, "Can you wait for me to finish up or do you want me to call Alfred to pick you up?"

"I'd like for you to call Alfred to pick me up." He picked up the phone and dialled a number.


A/N Tell me if you liked it, if so. There is more to come. ;)