Arthur's note - Hello! :D This is my 1st Batman fic. Don't really know why I didn't write one before. I really don't know where this is gonna go. So... Just read and enjoy. Oh and review, review, review! Please. I have no one reviewing for my other story. So please review! :D Oh and I of course don't own Batman or any of the other DC comic's characters. So yeah. Bye!

Chapter 1 - Anger

I pulled my coat closer to me as I left my new house with my camera. As I looked around I knew this city would be perfect for my photography. I started walking down the street being careful to watch my back for the criminals of Gotham City. I stopped as I heard sirens go off. I looked toward the source of the ear piercing noise. A bank was being robbed by what looks like a bunch of clowns. I ran to get a closer look. One of the men was in a purple suit with clown makeup on. His hair was dyed green. He had sort of an eerie feel about him. I brought up my camera and started taking a couple of photos. I stopped once I noticed the green haired clown was looking at me. He gave me a spine chilling smile and started laughing. I quickly walked away. That clown was ... just eerie. There really is no other word to describe him.

I looked up at the enormous building. Wayne Enterprises. I shook my head and headed inside. I looked at all the people around. Suit. Suit. Suit. Suit. Oh look another person in a suit! How Jess can work here I have no idea. I walked up to the receptionist.

"Hello." I said in my sweetest, kindest voice I own.

"Hello. How may I help you?" She asked in the same tone.

"I'm here to see Jessica Ferrare."

"And you are?"

"Alexandria Ferrare."

"One moment." She smiled and started pressing buttons on her phone thing.

"You have a visitor. Alexandria Ferrare. Yes I will. You too. Bye." She hung up the phone and looked at me.

"You may go up and see her." She replied and went back to her work. I got in an elevator. I looked at all the numbers and realized I had no clue what floor she was on. So I went with my gut. I picked the number 5. Why? It's my sister's favorite number. The elevator stopped on the 2nd floor to let a rather attractive man on. He was looking at his phone. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He had what looked like a rather expensive suit. Great more suit people. Their just so uptight most of the time. Gosh! I looked at him once more.

"Excuse me? Do you happen to know what floor Jessica Ferrare would be on?" I asked in the nicest tone I could gather up. He looked up from his phone and smiled at me. He didn't answer for awhile, instead he was looking at my clothes. He was probably wondering why a girl in cowboy boots, short shorts, a tank top and leather jacket was in a place of high class businesses people. I started getting pissed off as he continued looking me up and down.

"Excuse me! Do you mind answering my question." I snapped just as the doors opened.

"Alexandria! Watch you're mouth. I'm terribly sorry about that Mr. Wayne. I'm sister tends to have an attitude toward people."

I looked at my sister. Her once long, blonde hair was cut to her chin. She wore a pencil skirt with a blouse to match. She even wore heels. She has changed sense the last time I saw her. Okay it may have been a long while but still. I didn't expect her to change to much.

"It's perfectly fine. It was mostly my fault. I was kind of staring. I assume you're going on you're lunch break then Jess?" Replied 'Mr. Wayne'. His name even sounds uptight and official.

"Yes. I will be back in no time, Mr. Wayne. Then we can discus what you would like to." Said my sister nicely and then walked into the elevator as he walked out. Once we exited the building Jess engulfed me in a hug. I just smiled and hugged back.

"Oh my gosh. Look at you Alex. Come, come I know a perfect little diner we can go to." She dragged me about a block until we stopped at a 50s looking type diner. We got seated and my sister ordered her food and I just got a glass of water.

"What nothing to eat?"

"No. I'm fine. Not that hungry anyway."

Silence came between us as we just sat there and stared at each other.

"You're hair ... It's black. What happened to the beautiful blonde? And you're eyes. Their blue. What about the green?" She asked me with sadness in her voice. I looked down at the camera on the table.

"Father said I reminded him to much of Mother. He said I looked just like her. That every time he looked at me, he only got angry. So I dyed my hair and got colored contacts. It made me less like Mother. It made Father somewhat happier."

It got quite again. Neither one of us wanting to talk about what happened with Mother. Or about what happened when Father got angry. The waitress came with Jess's order and looked at me. She was an older lady. Probably in her 50s. She seemed like one of those people that it didn't matter who you were she would still try to take care of you and what not.

"Are you sure you don't want something to eat, Hun? Maybe a salad or something?" She asked with concern.

"No. No. I'm fine thank you." I replied back with a smile. She nodded and walked away.

"So. I know I'm not the reason you came to Gotham. What's the reason?" Jess asked with a spoon full of food in her mouth.

"I got offered an internship."

"Where?"

"Arkham Asylum."

She choked on her food for a second before washing it down with water.

"What? You're going to watch crazies for the rest of you're life?"

"Well you know what. I find it interesting. I only have one year of college left then I'm done. I transferred to Gotham university for my last year. If you don't approve I'm terribly sorry." I got up gathered my things and walked out the door. Of course she doesn't approve. Why would she. I would be helping out people just like Father. Well you know what, fuck you mother fucker! Wait. Maybe Alli is right. I should find someone to help me with my anger. Damn it! I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize that I bumped into someone and fell right on my ass. I looked up to only see a pair of the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.