AN: Hey guys! I feel kind of bad starting a new fic when I've barely gotten anywhere with my old one. But I was blindsided by Bane feels when I saw TDKR and Loki was placed in the back seat. This came to me in the middle of the night and I had to write it. It isn't beta'd so please forgive any grievous mistakes! And please let me know what you think. Constructive criticism makes better writers :3

Disclaimer: I WISH I owned DC/Batman ect, sadly however, I do not.

No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave
No matter how many breaths that you took, you still couldn't breathe
No matter how many nights that you lie wide awake to the sound of poison rain
Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?

Hurricane – 30 Seconds To Mars

Angry was an understatement. Julie Daggett's blood was boiling with rage as she sat in the back of the black Bentley, her hands clenched into fists against the leather seat. The drivers eyes kept flicking to the rear view mirror, watching her with concern as he drove her to her fathers office. He had asked her if she was okay when she came storming out of the airport, luggage in hand, but she had ignored him. Understandably, seeing as she was surrounded by the paparazzi, snapping her picture, asking how school was, and inquiring why she was back from Sweden so soon.

Now that they were alone, James was itching to ask what was going on with his employers daughter. It wasn't unusual for Julie to be so angry, she was angry most of the time as it were. Her hot temper had gotten her into trouble on many occasions. It was unusual for her to return home unless it was mandatory. Julie hated Gotham.

She sighed deeply, leaning her head against the back of the seat, flexing her fingers as she tried to calm herself down "Thank you for picking me up, James. I really appreciate it."

"Of course, Miss Daggett." James replied, his eyes back on the road.

Julie was silent for a few moments before speaking again "I was informed of a situation involving my brother, so I came back to remedy it."

Ah, yes, of course that was the issue. Julie's twin brother meant more to the girl than her own life. He was the only she would fly across the country for at a moments notice. No matter the cost.

"I'm sure he will be pleased to see you, Miss Daggett." She smiled tightly and went back to looking out of the tinted window, glaring at her surroundings with disgust.

She loathed everything about Gotham. From her home, to her parents, to the filthy, streets infested with parasitic people. Miles was her only reason to stay, but that was taken away from her as her father had shipped her to off to a boarding school in Sweden. Julie had been conflicted for quite some time, wanting to be back in Gotham to protect her bother, but thrilled to be so far away from the poisonous city

She had been so upset that her father had split them apart it was all she could do not to break down completely. Julie had never been away from him for such long periods of time, it made her ache.

A year and a half later though, she understood why she had been sent away. The news she had acquired and the conclusions she had drawn had made her buy her plane ticket and fly none stop back home.

The Bentley pulled up in front of the skyscraper that hosted her fathers office ten minutes later. James muttered that he would park and wait for her to return. She nodded her thanks and hopped out of the car, striding purposefully across the crowded sidewalk to walk through the revolving glass door into the grand building.

The art deco design was grand in the lobby. The deep rich colors, sparkling chandeliers, and creamy marble floors still made Julie sigh like a child over it's beauty. Even in her current state of rage, she admired aesthetic of the building.

Storming up to the golden elevator, she punched in the buttoned for the sixteenth floor, crossing her arms over her chest as the heavy doors slid shut behind her. The elevator moved up with a small jerk, stopping moments later at the sixteenth floor.

Her kitten heels clicked across the polished floors as she advanced down the long hallway, setting her jaw in anger and determination as she went. Entering another lobby she approached the ornately carved desk where John Daggett's secretary sat, typing away at her keyboard, unaware of her company.

"Alyson, please inform my father that I wish to see him." She hissed venomously. The young woman behind the desk jumped at the sound of Julie's voice, round blue eyes staring up at her with surprise and fear. She wasted no time in picking up the phone though, hastily pushing the button that connected the two rooms.

"M-Mr. Daggett, Sir. Your daughter is here, she's requesting to see you." Julie crossed her arms over her chest . She could hear her fathers voice through the speaker of the phone from where she stood and all but growled as she heard his annoyed dismissal. He was either stupid, or he had a lot of nerve.

The pretty blonde secretary looked up at Julie with wide, frightened eyes as she mouthed a wordless apology at her. Julie nodded to the woman, feeling a twinge of regret for scaring her, but was too angry to apologize at that moment. Alyson knew her fury wasn't directed at her.

Without another word, Julie turned and barged straight into the spacious office, stomping towards the long, mahogany table. Her father sat at the head of the table, surrounded by several men. Her brother sat on this left and a veritable giant sat to his right. Her steps almost faltered as she caught a glimpse of his face, or lack thereof. His mouth a nose were covered with what looked like a giant metal spider. The noises it made with each of his deep, steady breathes were unnerving; inhuman.

"What the hell!" John Daggett exclaimed, anger lacing his voice as he stood up hastily from his expensive, straight back chair "I thought I told Alyson to-"

"You did." She snapped, cutting him off as she stopped in front of him. Her gaze turned to fixate on her brother, thin and pale, his eyes wide as they looked at her with a mix of joy and fear "Gehe ins Auto." She said shortly, her voice softening ever so slightly as their eyes locked.

"But-" He started, his glance darted between his father, who gave him a pointed look to remain seated, and his twin, who gave him and equally pointed look towards the door. He watched her mouth form the words 'now.' and he stood up, giving his father and almost apologetic look as he scurried from the room without another word.

Waiting until the heavy doors clicked shut behind him, she rounded on her father. "You have some nerve." She growled, watching with some satisfaction as he shrank away from her vicious tone "You have some fucking nerve, bringing Miles into whatever you're doing."

Her father bristled and shot back "He's my son, if I want to train him to take over the business, than I will. And you, young lady, will watch your mouth. How dare you interrupt my meeting!"

Julie let out a derisive laugh, rolling her green eyes "That's the worst lie I've ever heard! You actually expect me to believe that you want an heir? You would let all of your money burn before you gave it to anyone else, let alone him. I know what you think about him and whatever twisted scheme you're plotting around him end's now. You leave him alone, do you hear me?" The hostility in the office was almost tangible as Julie gripped the back of the chair Miles had occupied with white knuckled hands

"And if I decide to ignore the empty threats of a foolish child, than what?" John's voice was low and deadly. Julie could see the veins in his neck and temples becoming more pronounced as his anger increased.

"It's hardly empty." She snorted, leaning in closer towards her father "Do you remember all of the money you had to fork out to our old nanny? When Miles and I where eight and she hit him because he had annoyed her? Do you remember all of the damage control you had to do to keep her from talking?"

The nanny had smacked Miles right across his small face when he threw a temper tantrum. He had stopped his angry tirade as he fell to the ground, hitting his head in the process. Julie had stepped in at that point to defend him; causing untold damage to the woman, who required a large sum of money not to tell every nanny, babysitter, and au pair in Gotham what savage beasts the Daggetts had birthed.

John visibly shrank away at that, his eyes filled with hatred as he glared up at his only daughter, white faced "Get the hell out of my office."

With a cool smile of triumph sliding across her features, Julie saluted him mockingly, backing away from the long table. Turning on her heel, she marched back out of the decadent room, slamming the carved wooden doors behind her, but not before she heard a strange voice, metallic and laughing.

"Your children are delightful, Mr. Daggett! Your daughter is quite the fierce little lioness!"

Halting in front of Alyson's desk, she placed a gentle hand on the top to gain her attention "Hey, I'm sorry about snapping at you earlier." She said quietly. The blonde woman looked up and smiley slightly, shrugging her shoulders in dismissal.

"It's okay, Miss. Daggett. I'd yell at him too if I didn't need a job."

Julie gave the secretary a wry smile before stalking back down the hall towards the elevator. The metallic voice she had heard as she left the office made made her uneasy. Something told her the masked man was the last person on earth she wanted a compliment from...

With a skip in her step she exited the office building, pleased to see James had parked right outside of the door. Julie hopped down the stone steps towards the Bentley, opening the door and sliding in next to her twin. Her shoulders relaxed as she looked over at him, a genuine smile crossing her face as she leaned over to give him a brief hug.

"James, please take us home?" She called sweetly, blinking up at their driver with sparkling eyes. The man behind the wheel nodded and smiled, glad that storm had passed and no bodies were thrown out the window of the top floor in the process.

Miles shook his head in bemusement, looking at his sister with a smile. "Where did you come from?" He laughed "You were in Sweden yesterday!" Julie laughed, buckling her seatbelt as she peered at him. His usually messy brown hair was swept back from his face and he was wearing a very expensive suit, two things that were very unlike him. His eyes, the same color as her own, still sparkled with happiness as he looked at her. His smile was wide and happy too. He just looked so... Clean, that it was all Julie could do not to pounce on him and ruffle his perfect hair.

"I know, but a little birdie told me some things that were happening around here, so I thought I'd come home for awhile!" Her smile and teasing manner stopped abruptly at the look on his face. His happy expression had clouded over as soon as she had stopped speaking.

"Meaning mom told you dad was taking me to work with him." The sudden Irritation surprised her. Julie was unaccustomed to her twin being truly angry with her. He had his mood swings but she was never the cause of them.

He was glaring at her now, brow furrowed in a scowl as he watched her with reproach. What had happened? He had been so happy to see her moments before. Why was he angry? Julie decided this conversation could wait until they got home. No need for James to worry more than he already did.

"She might have mentioned it... No biggie!" Julie said cautiously.

"Yeah." Miles wasn't looking at her anymore, his eyes turned toward the crowed street beyond the car.

"So, how is everyone? How's Lucy?" Their little sister. Perfect, blonde, nine years old and happy as could be. Julie never had to worry about the girl, she was sound of mind and in good hands. Lucy was the beam of sunshine her family needed. It was unfair for someone as precious as she to be living in such a broken home. It made Julie heartsick that she had been stripped of the nurturing she should have received from two loving parents, instead of a live in nanny and a crazy mother.

"Fantastic." Miles replied, his tone so grim you'd have thought they were discussing her funeral "Really fucking great. She'll be home from school soon and you can ask her how peachy life is here."

Julie swallowed and cleared her throat "I-I will talk to her later than... Uh, how have you been...?" The way her voice quavered made Julie want to throw herself out of the car. She felt like those girls that she despised and quickly kept talking, forcing her voice to remain steady "It feels like I haven't seen you in forever. I've missed you." Her twin gave a none committal grunt and continued to scowl out the window like a petulant teenager, forced to endure moms mini van.

"How's mom doing?" She tried again, although the attempt was feeble.

As well as she knew him, it was hard for her to tell when he was being difficult on purpose or if he was having another manic episode. Miles had become quite the talented actor over the years. A talent he used on his family with glee.

"Batshit fucking crazy, as usual." He snapped louder, crossing his arms over his chest.

Julie blinked, mouth slightly open as she stared at him. This was an interesting turn of events. She felt a sharp stinging in her heart to be addressed so harshly by the one person who knew her inside out.

"Oookay..." She mumbled, looking down at her fingers, which here entwined in her lap "She's still at the condo though, dad hasn't shipped her off to-"

"Julie, shut the fuck up!" Miles growled, turning in his seat to glower at her. Gone was the timid looking boy that sat at their fathers side only minutes ago. He was replaced with a terrifying young man, hostility issuing from every inch of him.

Julie bit her lip, hard. Trying to keep the tears from spilling out of her eyes as they burned. Her throat tightened and she swallowed hastily, trying to dislodge the lump. She turned in her seat, staring out the window too, sneaking glances as her brother sat rigidly next to her the remainder of the trip, shoulders hunched as he muttered unintelligible things to himself. He jumped out of the car as soon as James pulled up outside of the condo, slamming the door behind him as he trudged up to the building. The doorman quickly hauled open the glass door as Miles approached, nodding his head in respect as he disappeared inside.

James gave her a sympathetic look as they both exited the Bentley, patting her on the shoulder as he opened the trunk to get her luggage. Julie tried to smile back at him, but failed miserably as she quickly scuttled inside, after her brother, trying to catch up with him before he reached the elevator.

"Hey, wait up!" Jogging to keep up with his long strides she fell in step with him as he violently pressed the button for the top floor. Julie gazed up at him nervously, biting her lip. While she could calm even his foulest moods, she was unsure how to proceed when it was directed at her.

The elevator ride up to the condo was silent. Julie watched the muscles in her twins jaw twitch as he clenched his teeth and knew he was about to explode.

Julie hopped their mother would be asleep when they got in. Seeing her son in such an agitated state would surely set her off. The last the she needed.

With a ding, the doors slide open and all hell broke lose. Miles grabbed Julie's arm and all but dragged her down the hallway, throwing open the door to the condo and pushing her inside the spacious entryway "What the FUCK, Julie?!" He yelled at her, making her take a step back once she had regained her balance "Do you think I'm a fucking child that needs your help and protection at all times? You didn't need to come back to save me from him, goddamn it!"

Julie frowned, staring at him "But-" She was cut off when he let out an angry roar and grabbed a vase that sat near the door. She jumped as the decorative glass hit the wall opposite him, shattering into pieces. This was getting out of hand, she had to calm him down quickly before he lost himself completely and harmed her without meaning to.

"I don't want your help, I can do it myself!" His voice was taking on a childish tone as he continued to stop around.

"I know you can Mile-" She started but was cut off once again as his voice drowned hers out.

"I am an adult! I don't need protection from anyone. I'm grown up!" Julie sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Miles!" She said firmly and loudly "I'm sorry. I didn't know you would take it like this! I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"Fuck you!" was the only reply she got as he continued to storm through the condo, into the living room to throw himself down on the couch face first.

"Please, Miles, don't act this way!" A pleading note creeping into her voice as she leaned over the back of the couch to pat him on the back "I love you."

Miles' sigh was muffled by the pillows he buried his face against but made no other response. Julie walked around the side of the white couch, plopping into an armchair next to it with a sigh "I know you're an adult and can take care of yourself, I didn't mean to make you feel like a child. You know how I feel about dad…"

Her twin looked up at her with a glare as he moved himself into a seated position, rubbing his face with the back of his fist. A pout on his lips as he scowled " I'm a grown up! Dad finally thinks so, he said it himself and he wants me to start to learn the business! Today was going great until you butted in."

Julie leaned her head back in defeat, knowing this wouldn't be a battle she could win right away. She might never be able to convince her twin how much their father despised them. How the only thing he cared about was power and money. Not his little broken family that wilted and died behind closed doors. The mental illness he had inherited from their mother blinded him to so many things, which was why she flew back; he needed her to protect him, even if he was unaware of it.

"I'm sorry, okay. I didn't mean to mess up your meeting." She said softly, sitting up to lean forward, placing a gentle hand on his shoulders. Miles relaxed visibly, his eyes lighting up at an almost startling rate as he lunged forward, wrapping her in a bear hug.

"It's okay! I've missed you a ton, Jewels!" With a pounding heart, she wrapped her arms around him in return, kissing him on the cheek.

"I've missed you too…"

He pulled away from her and stood up, looking down at her with a grin "You should tell mom you're home! She'll be so exited. So will Lucy. Did you tell them you were coming home?"

Julie shook her head, smiling lightly as she stood up as well. She decided she would needle him for information about what was going on in that meeting later. Images of the masked man once again drifting into her head.