Author's note:

Hi everyone! This my first fanfiction. This will be rated M for sexual contend in the future. (and a little bit of swearing) Keep in mind that this is not a one shot, so some of the chapters will not be as good as others.
also, I'm not English so sometimes my grammar will not be at its best. I try my best but I apologize for future mistakes.

A little ride note, Jenna Smith is not just a normal girl who can fight. But I'll let that to you to discover.

Of course I do not own any of the DC characters. I only own my OC Jenna Smith.

Bruce Wayne 25, Jenna Smith 17.

Anyways, have fun reading and leave suggestions.

Jenna was on her way to the gym to train and practice her fighting skills. She was just in her regular training clothes: black leggings, pink top and over top of that a leather jacket because it was rather cold outside. She had a backpack with a change of clothes, a pair of shoes and some towels for after showering.

She has an apartment three streets behind the gym. So she always walks. She never was a fan of taking the bus. She had a car about a year ago but someone stole it when she was on vacation.

When she entered the gym she took her gym-card and hold it on the scanner. She walked through the gates to the changing rooms. To put on her shoes. When she put on her shoes she got to the lockers and put her bag and her jacket in and locked it.

It was a pretty expansive gym, a lot of rich people go to train here. The entrance is pretty heavily guarded as well. It made her feel save, although she was a pretty good fighter she didn't want to risk using these talents again.

When in the room she got to the punching bag and took some boxing gloves. She put her right foot back and her left foot a little forwards. She put her hands in a fighting position with her hands in front of her face. She went to punch the bag a few times. Left, left, right. Left, left, right. She did this a few times and then started to kick it. She used her right foot to kick since it was the foot that was positioned at the back. She kicked it a few times more until she felt her knee starting to hurt. "ow" she said to herself, not knowing she talked out loud.

"you need to stand a little bit closer to the bag and move your hips I little to the side." said a low voice. It scared her a bit, she was lost in her own thoughts when punching and kicking. Before she could answer, two hands grabbed her hips and pushed her forward a bit and then turned her hips. When she turned around she saw that her mystery man Bruce Wayne was. She blushed a bit. Not that she would ever be interested in him but she got to admit, he is handsome.

He took his hand out. "I'm Bruce, what is your name?" "I'm Jenna" she said a little to shy.

"nice to meet you Jenna. you are a good fighter" he said. She had never seen him in real life. Only on TV a couple of times. Now was the first time she noticed that his face was unreadable. Like he didn't have any emotions. "thanks" she said politely. "do you fight with other people often or do you only punch the crap out of a bag?" she heard the slight tone of sarcasm in his voice. She didn't like that. She started to talk to him with a little more confidence. "I actually don't fight with people very often, they normally don't dare to challenge me." She said with a grin on her face. She knew what she was starting. She knew he couldn't just let her walk away without a good fight. She knew he would bite. And he did. "how about I challenge you?" "sure, how about the matt room so you don't fall too hard on the floor" she laughed. She knew he would be a good fighter. Well, not really. She thought he was. Who would be so ripped and not be a good fighter?

They entered the room and Bruce shut the door behind them. No one else was in the room except the two of them. "okay, so how do you want this to go? Do you want to just punch and stuff or really fight?" "how about a real fight with real technique." "as you wish sir." She said with a stupid look on her face.

They stand in front of each other. Waiting for one of them to attack. When Jenna got inpatient she decided to attack first. She ran to him and kicked her feet up high so she could hit him in his stomach. Apparently he saw the attack coming and stepped backwards to dodge the attack. Damn he was a fast thinker. Because she missed she turned a bit because of the momentum of her feet. She was now standing with her back to him. As someone who had fought before she knew this was bad and quickly turned around. Only to welcome a fist to the face. It smacked her out of balance. Bruce noticed and kicked her of her feet. She flew backwards. She made a weird kick in the air so she would turn. It looped weird but it helped, she landed on her feet.

"I did not expect that from you Mister Wayne" she said with a grin. "why because they say I'm a spoil rich boy?" "no, because you've got looks. Mister"

For a second she thought she saw a blush coming up on his cheeks, but then it faded. She thought she would make this fight interesting. "but you know Bruce, punching and dodging is not everything. You need to know your opponent. You need to know there weakness."

"and what might my weakness be then?" "woman" Jenna said, walking towards him seductive. When she was close to him she put the tips of her fingers under her shirt and pulled it up and took it off. When she saw that him eyes were locked on her she threw a punch. It hit him hard. Hid head swung to the side. When he looked back up she was on the spot she was before she put off her shirt and her shirt was back on. Bruce was confused. He know some people are fast. He was fast. But not that fast that was almost not possible.

"how did you do that?" "do what, Punch you? Ha, do be so full of yourself Wayne."

"no, I mean how did you walk like 5 meters back and put on your shirt in a split second?"

Shit, Shit! I made a huge mistake. He suspects something. I need to leave. Now!
but what if he is just curious and Is just asking a normal question? God damn it Jenna make a decision. Should I just tell him? I haven't told anyone sinds it happened. You know what, fuck it. I don't care anymore, I'm not going to live in fear anymore. Okay, stay calm.

More chapters to come, so hold on tight!