Summary: Meia has always been a kind hearted person, and that becomes her downfall when she interferes at the wrong time. Her decision has cost her freedom and she is desperate to escape…but she can't help but be drawn to her captor like a moth to a flame.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Batman or any of the DC comic characters, or Christopher Nolan characters. I only own my original characters.

Prologue

Fear.

It was causing her legs to pump faster, her heart to beat harder and her body to move quicker.

She was running as fast as she could, running through the chaos that could be called a war. Her body was pushing itself through the crowds of fighting mercenaries, of fighting policemen. It was difficult for her to slip her body through the mass of violence that was unfolding right there in the streets. She had no time to think about joining the fight; her mind was focused on finding one person through the chaos.

Bane.

Her eyes scanned the scene and for that moment she stopped dead in her tracks so that she could really see, see if she could spot the mass figure of the man she was dying to find. Stopping was foolish on her part for she was now being shoved about in the battlefield. Someone grabbed her arm but she pulled herself away, she was not here to fight, not now. Her pulls were becoming useless and she found herself on the ground underneath the feet of the fighting soldiers. Her blood began to boil and she found herself pulling out the gun that she had tucked in the back of her pants. She handled the gun with precision, shooting each person that was in her way. She didn't care which side they were on, they were in her way. They had to be moved one way or another and reasoning was not the best way.

As she watched a body of a policeman slump to the ground her eyes darted about to see if she could find him anywhere. She was aiming her gun to fire at an approaching policeman but she quickly stopped when she saw him. Relief washed over her senses and the anger was no more. Dropping her gun to her side she said his name softly to herself, the words making her heart lighter. She went to him, in the midst of all the gun fire and the angry shouts of war. She was ignoring it all, her ears blocking out each sound, everything was replaced with silence. There he was moving to the top of the stairs, fighting Batman. Everything was going to be okay, she thought to herself with a smug realization that no one could harm him, that she didn't have to worry.

But as she watched the fight continue, the smug realization was replaced with panic. Something was not right. Her feet began to pick up the pace again as she noticed that he was in trouble, that he was hurting. She didn't get too far before someone grabbed her and swung her around. She didn't have time to react like she wanted, for it was a surprise. A fist connected with her jaw and caused her to stumble back out of shock instead of pain. This earned her assailant a glare that harbored hatred of the highest level. He was keeping her from checking on her beloved, hindering her from seeing him. The gun was raised and without hesitation a shot rang out. The assailant looked at her with wide eyes as the bullet pierced him right between his eyes. She watched as the lifeless body crumpled to the ground and was trampled by the rest of the fighting people.

Her attention shifted back to where she had seen Bane and the Batman on the stairs. They were no longer there and panic entered her mind immediately. Where had they gone so quickly? As if she was having an epiphany, she knew that they were inside the building and Talia was inside, waiting. The same relief washed over her from before; everything was going to be alright now, everything was proceeding as planned. Her hasty steps slowed down when she felt that things were going to be fine, that nothing could stop the destruction that was about to unfold on Gotham. She took the steps with a casual jog, a smug smile on her face. Everything was going to be alright, Bane was going to be fine. The bomb would go off and she would be able to die with her lover, with him happy that his plan had gone accordingly.

The smugness and calm feeling she had been feeling was washed away when she watched Talia exit the building in a quick haste. The scene made her stop in her tracks and she looked at the determined female for some type of explanation, detonation should have occurred. Panic filled her body when Talia did not look in her direction and caused her to move quicker, to take two steps at a time. As she reached the entrance of the building, she could barely see him standing over someone, the Batman. Just as her feet entered the threshold of the entrance, just before he pulled the trigger to end Gotham's hope, something whizzed by her at top speed. Looking up in surprise she saw the Cat Woman on the bat pod.

There was no time to neither think nor hesitate as Cat Woman aimed at Bane. Her hand still gripped the gun at her side and she raised it just as Cat Woman was about to fire. Her shot rang out and caused the feline woman to look back at her in surprise. Bane's eyes shot up to see his assailant and they grew wide in surprise to see his little moth, at the other end of the barrel.

Author's Note: Okay so this is my first fanfiction…ever. So bear with me. I hope you all enjoyed it, please let me know what you think!