That's right kiddies, I'M BACK! With a new and improved story. It used to be called Vampire Bats but I decided to change it. The first part is a filler but the rest is great. Im quite proud of this one. Especially since it was made in one night.

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Elizabeth sat alone as she twirled the red pen in her hands, taping it along the desk in a aimless tune. It was only her first day at her new job and she was as bored as hell.

"You're lucky you even have a job" she reminded herself mentally. And she knew it was true. Especially one at the famous Wayne Tower. Her father wished she would go to a different place but something inside felt like she needed to go to this exact place. And when she heard a job opening at Wayne Tower, she raced to get in. With a little help from her witch friends. Yes, witches. The world that Elizabeth comes from is not like the world that the people of Gotham come from. Or believe in for that matter. She comes from the underworld or what she likes to call it, the Night World. Where Witches, Werewolves and even fairies live amongst the humans that habitat is this earth. Or, if you are Elizabeth, a vampire.

Elizabeth wasn't just a vampire. She belonged to the category of the Unrestricted Vampire. Like the animal kingdom, there are many types of Vampires. Same goes with werewolves, Witches and Fairies. Elizabeth doesn't quite know all of them, like her father does, but she does know the vampires and the werewolves.

The Luminous Vampires are the type of vampires that, if directed in the light, shone like diamonds. But the more they shone, the weaker they get. Those type of Vampires usually stay out of the light or else they would die in only a couple of hundred years. Then there are the Vampire's that you read in the Anne Rice series. They could only go out during the night and grew fangs when they eat. If in the sun, there skin would burn and dissolve into dust. They were named the Obscurity Vampires.

Then there were Elizabeth type. They were the Unrestricted Vampire race. That mean they were more human and capable of things then most vampires. They could go out in the light without burning or lighting up like a Christmas tree. Although the sun did make them go more thirsty. If directed into the sun for about a couple of hours, the vampires of this kind would not be able to handle themselves and attack the nearest human. So still, they stayed out of light as much as possible. When Elizabeth and the rest of her type fed, their skin would go as white as snow and eyes turned into black coal. Fangs would grow from their mouth.

Some Vampires had fangs, some didn't. But there was one thing all Vampires had in common. Beauty, amazing strength, speed and a one part of them that was doubled in sense. Like the mind or the eyes. Some Vampires could go through walls while other could see through them. Elizabeth mind was enchanted. She was telepathic and telekinesis meaning she could read other mind and project her thoughts into there. Also, for telekinesis, she could levitate things with only using her mind power. Although very powerful, if used to much, she would wear down.

Elizabeth, though entertained by going through the many types of Vampires, was bored to death. Her boss, Mr. Earl, was in a meeting and he had given nothing for her to do. Elizabeth opened up her laptop and checked her mail, even though Mr. Earl said that she was not allowed to. She pushed her black hair from her eyes and clicked the inbox button, leading to a page with a message from her close friend who just so happened to get her this job. Kira Agle. She was one of the few left from the psychic witch race. Not one of those phoney ones you see at the circus or something. She was the real deal.

The message clearly stated "Watch out! True love on it's way!!!" Elizabeth just rolled her eyes and smiled, clicking the message anyways. Kira would just love for Elizabeth to find her soul mate. Even though only five percent of the night world ever does. Elizabeth scrolled through the message twice, re-reading her friends words.

Dear Elizabeth,

I just had a vision of you and a your soul mate. A man who you shall find soon. I did not see his face, but by the look in your eyes, I knew he was the man for you. Keep your eyes out, for I have a feeling that Wayne Tower might be a new chapter in your life.

Sincerely,

Kira

P.S. He looked human

Elizabeth leaned back, shocked. Could her psychic friends who visions ninety-nine percent of the time be true? Could Elizabeth really find love in her lonely life? Or was this just to get Elizabeth hopes high? This wouldn't be the first time Kira lied to make her friends happy, even though in the end they aren't.

Elizabeth couldn't complain. She had a amazing man for a father and she had great friends but inside, Elizabeth had a longing. A longing to find someone to share her life with. Someone to hold her at night and to stare into her eyes, saying they loved him. Kira knew that, so perhaps she thought that by doing this , Elizabeth will have hope to find someone like that.

The young girl shook her head, clicking back out of her mail. Even if she did find someone, how would she know it was them? And what about the fact that she most likely would be a different race from them. Would he give up his human life for her?

Elizabeth chuckled, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. She guessed only time would tell her about the vision. If it was real. "And what if it was?" She reminded herself "What would you do? How would you know?" Elizabeth thoughts soon became engrossed with these statements that she has come to think of.

Elizabeth were so wrapped up in her fantasies, she almost missed the sound of the ding of the elevator doors opening, but her ears were to trained for that. Her eyes snapped open and Elizabeth quickly bended over the desk, acting like she had something to do.

"I'm hear to see Mr. Earle" A smooth, handsome voice came from above her head. She kept writing down things, trying to look professional. "Name?" She inquired.

"Uh" He used one finger to move the paper, getting a better look at it. Elizabeth still kept her head down, this time in embarrassment. "Um, Bruce Wayne" He taped the desk slightly and Elizabeth dropped her pen. She looked up and surely enough, Bruce Wayne was standing right in front of her. She, and the rest of Gotham, thought, no, was sure he was dead. Yet here he stands, in front of Elizabeth two hazel eyes. Her eyes looked up and down of Bruce as she mentally took a picture of him so she could withdraw it from her mind later. He was wearing a , clearly, expensive black suit. His light brown hair combed back. Few strands sticked out. His eyes were warm and brown. He obviously worked out because he had quite the muscles. All in all, he was handsome. His smell reached her nose and took note of it. He smelled like honey and a cologne. A fancy one. She had smelled it on her way here. It was at a shop across the street where she was walking.

Elizabeth shot up from her desk. "Oh! Mr. Wayne! I'm so sorry I didn't know." She said quickly. She dusted off her black skirt once and her hand reached across the desk. "Elizabeth Rose" Bruce froze for a second and tensed, Elizabeth stared at him, questionly. Bruce shook his head lightly and took the hand , shaking it. "Bruce Wayne" He smiled and his eyes skimmed around the room. Elizabeth looked along with him. "Yes, of course I know who you are. Anyways, My apologies but Mr. Earle is in a meeting right now. You can schedule a meeting or just -"

"I'll wait" he interrupted, finally setting his eyes back on hers. For a minute, she was mesmerized by his brown warm pools for eyes. But she did not have time to think about what she had thought for Bruce turned his head and sat down in the waiting chairs by the side of the room. Elizabeth simply nodded her head, sitting back in her seat.

It was a agonizing five minutes for both of them. All they did was sit there, staring at each other with nothing else to do. Finally, Bruce had enough of silnece and started a conversation.

"So how long have you been working at Wayne Enterprises?" He asked, placing his elbow on the armrest of the chair while placing the other on his crossed knee. Elizabeth huffed out a laugh. "Well actually, Mister Wayne-"

"Bruce" He corrected. Elizabeth smiled but was a bit annoyed with the fact that this was the second time he interrupted her. "Okay, Bruce. This is actually my first day"Bruce stood up and nodded his head. "Well, I hope you are enjoying you're first day here. We are lucky to have you as apart of Wayne Tower" Elizabeth had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. This was a typical speech from someone who was higher then the person who was getting told this.

Bruce looked away for a second at a golf club next to the office wall. He moved his head back to her, lifting an eyebrow. "You play?" Elizabeth turned to the golf club. She averted her eyes to Bruce and reached into his mind to hear what he was thinking.

"Maybe I could Teach her?" Bruce thought, still smirking at her.

Elizabeth smiled and felt grateful that he would do such a thing. It sure in hell would beat sitting in a office all day long, awkwardly with a man who is supposed to be dead. "Um, no. But, maybe, you could teach me?" Bruce chuckled, going over and picking the golf club up. "You read my mind" He commented before turning back to her. Bruce motioned for her to come toward him and she had no objections. She held onto the club as Bruce placed the balls on the ground. "So, is your father Jack Rose?" He asked casually like it was an everyday questions. Elizabeth slowly nodded her head. "Yeah, why?" Bruce looked up at her, stopping what he was doing completely. "Nothing! Nothing at all, just wondering." He said it quickly. To quickly for her liking. Elizabeth eyes narrowed. "I have to know what is going on" she thought to herself, her mind once again invading Bruce's head. What Elizabeth found, was not to her liking.

"Could she be the Elizabeth Rose that Henry Duncard and Ras Al Ghul was talking about? She has to be, her father is Jack rose and she fit's the description. But could there really be such thing as a Vampire? Of course, The League Of Shadow showed me them and taught me of them. So that's it. I'm in a room with a Vampire."

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