First chapter woot… Uh… Ok… My OC is Samin Casey… :3 And she is a detective in the Gotham City Police Department. .com for the bio… Uhm… Short chapter… LOL
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Batman, or it's characters, and I will not profit off of this little fanfic in any way, shape or form….
'Living in the present time, as you know… Is key to survive in this dark City,' -Unknown
The Gotham City PD was very lively, unusual for a Thursday morning. Outside the building, the weather was nice, sunny, with a bit of a nice breeze blowing through the streets of Gotham. Inside the GCPD, the first floor was pretty much a whole bunch of chaos, people running around, filling out papers, filing reports, and taking criminals in.
It was all quite hard for Commissioner Gordon to deal with at that certain moment, since he was still dealing with the upset. He knew they had left him for a good reason, and she finally filled out the divorce papers, but it still hurt. He was just glad he didn't have a constant reminder that she had left him.
It had been just about five months since his wife had left him, taking the kids with her. Three months since the divorce papers were approved. Gordon sighed heavily as he sat at his desk, pushing his glasses up on his nose slightly. He just had to be dealing with all this at once, didn't he? His day seemed crappy already, and it was only nine thirty in the morning.
I should have gotten a damn coffee on my way… Gordon thought, rubbing his temples.
His mind then shot to his new employee, a young detective that seemed to always get in trouble, or the media just wanted to take advantage of her naivety. The girl was reasonably smaller than Gordon, standing about five foot, four inches. She had a full head of orange-red hair, that seemed to bounce everywhere she went, or so Gordon had observed. She was odd, eccentric, clumsy, and shy. And she was nearly late.
Gordon's head turned to the door of his office as he heard the doorknob make noise. The door opened slightly, and speak of the devil. The person he had just been thinking about. Good thing she wasn't late.
Samin Casey, detective for the Gotham City Police Department. Some would say that she was definitely not fit to be a detective, well to work under Gordon to be more precise. Gordon thought she was fine to work under him.
"Good morning, Miss Casey, I assume you had a fine night?"
Samin blushed slightly, walking in. She held a cup of what looked like steaming hot coffee.
"G-G-Good morning, sir. Y-Yes, I did. Thank you. How about you?" She had a weak smile on. She had a tendency to stutter slightly at times, mostly when acting shy or embarrassed.
She sure blushes easily. I wonder why that happens. Also, what's with her always stuttering? Gordon smiled back at her. He loved her attitude towards life, and how she acted aloof and innocent. "I had an excellent night, thank you." Another lie. They said the same questions every morning, but Jim always lied about how he felt. Of course he didn't have a good night. He sat in his chair, in his living room, feeling lonely and betrayed.
Samin hurried forward, placing the steaming cup of coffee onto Gordon's desk. She never drank coffee, so she usually just made him a cup. "You like it almost black, right?"
"Yes, thank you very much. You should get ready, huh? everyone is going to be pretty busy today. Must be some sort of hell erupting in the center of town."
Samin nodded. As she did, he noticed the scar on her cheek. The girl got it the month before, and the whole thing had happened because of his negligence. Oh, of all the things he could have done, this was one of the most idiotic. He had put Feral into the same cell that Kerroi had been in.
Flashback from Gordon's mind
That same day, Samin had asked for permission to climb to the roof. She had said it offered her some peace and quiet, since she could hear every conversation from her office. He had said it would be fine, but then Feral and Kerroi had decided to form a temporary truce, teaming up to escape. They escaped the cell easily, and traveled up to the roof, where they spotted the meek, scared detective. She was defenseless against their supernatural powers, and had screamed as Feral had attacked her. She hadn't screamed out of fear, but for help.
Hearing that, he knew in an instant who had screamed, and where it came from. What he hadn't expected was the two villains about to tear the poor detective apart. Gordon had raced towards the two without thinking, just wanting to get them away from his employee, who was cowering away from them. Long story short, Gordon and Kerroi had a short scuffle, which resulted in Kerroi pinning Gordon to a wall using ice.
Feral happened to be hungry, but wanted to finish off the detective first. He personally was a bit of a pervert when it came to the female race, and attempted kissing the girl. When she rejected the kiss in fright, he became angry, grabbing her by the throat, and putting a line across her face, cutting slowly to increase the suffering and agony. Gordon tried to break free, but the ice still held, so he watched helplessly as his co-worker winced and writhed in pain, crying out as she couldn't breathe.
He started to struggle so much more as Feral had lunged towards the girl, attempting to give himself some quick pleasure from the girl. He ripped through the long sleeve shirt Samin had been wearing, and Gordon growled a curse at him in protest.
"What, you want her first? Too bad. This little toy is mine."
"She's not a toy!" He felt tears coming, feeling helpless, worthless, and angry that he couldn't protect his own worker. "P-Please, leave her be!" He pleaded, his voice cracking.
Feral didn't have a chance to respond, as a figure appeared out of nowhere, knocking him out instantly with a punch. The man turned towards Kerroi, and the two clashed against each other, seeing who would be the stronger man. The masked man pulled Kerroi's arm, and flipped him, sending him to the concrete.
"Batman?"
"Commissioner Gordon, what happened?" His voice came out in a gruff, harsh whisper.
"Feral and Kerroi escaped, as you can see. They attacked the detective, over there."
Batman looked over at Samin's unconscious body as he broke the ice holding Gordon.
Gordon fell to his knees, coughing. He thanked the Batman, and ran over to Samin. the wound that Feral had made was freely bleeding, the blood already staining her pale skin. He sat her up slightly, using his trench coat to warm her. As he looked down at her with a worried expression, he shook her. "S-Samin, please wake up…"
His head turned to Batman, who had rounded up the two villains. "Thank you."
He turned to Samin again as he heard her groaning in pain. When he looked back, the Bat was gone. Of course he was gone, he always disappeared.
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He sipped the coffee as he looked up at her. His lips curled into a smile. Who could forget the one worker who actually made good coffee. And she didn't even drink it. Gordon had a new outlook on how the day would go.
