A\N: I just love Batcat. I mean Bruce and Selina are so cute! But I can't help but add Wonderbat ;P This is my take on if Diana Prince\Wonder Woman got introduced to little Bruce Wayne. This is an AUish story. If you don't like AU then please don't read any further :)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gotham or anything else you recognize in this story.
A heavy sigh left his lips as he tilted his head up at the sky, a frown gracing his features. Bruce Wayne knew he shouldn't have left Alfred in the Mall. But he wanted to be alone for a few minutes.
He still hadn't gotten over the fact that his parents were now dead. That he could never feel his mother's hug or see his father's smile.
Even Selena had left him two weeks ago.
All of a sudden he collided with someone. Whomever that someone was, had a body made out of concrete since he had fallen back on his bottom with his nose aching like hell.
Bruce cocked his head up, his steely blue eyes meeting a pair of ocean blue ones.
She was a girl; a girl with midnight black hair falling down to her shoulders like lovely waves, creamy white skin and pretty blue eyes. She donned a long brown cloak that flowed down her ankles. The silver star shaped earrings sparkled in her ears as the sunlight shone on them.
His cheeks flared up slightly as he stared at her stone-hard expressions, noticing the spark of fury flickering in her blue orbs.
"Blood." The girl said flatly.
Bruce blinked.
The brunette pointed at his nose. "Your nose is bleeding."
Bringing a hand up to his face, Bruce winced when his fingers brushed against his nose. When he looked at his hand, he saw a very familiar crimson liquid smugded over his fingers. And then it all came back.
His parents, dead. Lying on the cracked concrete floor, blood pooling around their lifeless bodies.
As the scene flashed in his mind, he squeezed his eyes shut, taking a deep inhale. The boy pulled himself up on his feet, blinking back hot tears that wanted to pour down his face like a waterfall.
The girl stared at him, surprised at his sudden painful reaction.
Bruce flushed, feeling as if he'd made fun of himself. His eyes stretched wide as soft fingers brushed against his nose with another hand tilting his chin up a bit.
"I'm sorry if you're hurt that bad." She apologized, her frosty features melting into kind warmness.
For a moment, Bruce thought he was paralyzed as she studied his bruised nose, her soft fingers brushing against his face, making his ears and cheeks grow hot as fire.
He hoped she couldn't see the enormous blush dancing on his face.
Suddenly, the girl backed away from him, the icy glare coming back to her eyes. She frowned at her hands that were now painted with his blood.
"Men's blood." She growled, her lips twisting with disgust.
All of a sudden, a loud yell rang around, causing them to snap their heads in the direction of the cry.
A distance away from them, a man was robbing an old woman. Pushing her to the ground, he snatched her purse before running.
"That man stole my purse!" The old woman screamed.
Bruce was more than surprised when the girl standing in front if him bolted towards the running man. For a moment, he almost felt as if she'd flown.
Standing now in front of the robber, the girl glared at him. "Give the purse back!" She demanded, glaring up at the taller man.
The robber laughed at her bravery.
Bruce's stomach dropped when he pulled out a gun and aimed it at her. "Go home, little girl." The robber cooed, a sick smile on his face.
Shooting him an unimpressed look, the girl clasped her hand on his wrist. Bruce had to blink a few times. He couldn't believe it when she pulled the man up with no effort and slammed him back on the ground.
In the same time, a car came running out a corner. The man in the driver's seat looked furious as he glared murderously at the girl. Maybe he was the robber's partner?
"Get out of the way!" Bruce shouted, running towards the raven-haired girl.
His eyes nearly popped out of his sockets when the girl stood her ground as the car came speeding towards her. Clasping her fists together, she rose them in the air before bringing them down on the car's bonnet.
The front of the car got smashed inside, black smoke wheezing out from its engine. The driver stared at her, his eyes matching marbles.
Pressing her pink lips in a straight line, the girl kicked the front of the car. The vehicle flew back, hitting a nearby pole, supporting an unconscious driver.
As Bruce tried to digest the inhumane strength she had just shown, the girl reached down to the fainted man resting at her feet. She picked up the woman's purse before heading towards her.
"Here you are, ma'am." The girl smiled, handing the old lady her purse.
In a state of shock, the old woman stuttered. "Th-thank you, dear." Quickly dusting off her clothes, the woman scurried off, fear written over her face.
The girl rolled her blue orbs at the woman's reaction. Though, she shifted her weight from her left to her right foot when Bruce came running up to her.
The boy couldn't find his voice, "How did you do that?" Bruce marveled, his eyes wide as dinner plates.
Tossing him a glare, the girl took a step away from him, scowling deeply.
Bruce could only stare as she lifted her chin up and began running off to the other street. He didn't want her to leave. He wanted to ask her, maybe become friends with her.
That's when he noticed something sparkling on the ground. Kneeling down, he pursed his lips to find it was one of the girl's earrings.
It must have fallen off.
"Hey!" Bruce yelled, picking up the piece of jewelry. "You dropped this!"
But she was no where in sight. The whole street was empty, except for him and the unconscious men; one on the ground, the other in the car.
Bruce frowned before looking back at the silver earring. Without thinking furtger, he stuffed it in his pocket and spun on his heel, ready to go back to the Mall and face was a very angry butler.
But if he ever met that girl again, he was going to ask her whether she could teach him to become that powerful.
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