Batman- The Angel Experience
By Wolf Aerith
Chapter One
Alfred opened the door to Wayne manor somewhat reluctantly early on a foggy Sunday morning, about eight o clock, to find a young woman in a smooth white business suit standing there, with some black glasses on, highlighting her shocking blue eyes. Her hair was blonde and curly, held up by a clip and she was wearing pristine looking stilettos, which had obviously been recently polished.
"Please excuse me for the time, but I'd like to talk with Mr. Wayne. I'm applying for the secretary job, and I was told to go to either him or Mr. Fox, but I was incapable of contacting him." She said, holding out her hand for him to shake. He took it, somewhat flustered by her behavior.
"Well then…please come in then, miss…?"
"Long. My name's Julia Long." She said, smiling and stepping in. Alfred led her to one of the nice rooms overlooking Gotham City.
"Please wait here, and I'll go fetch master Wayne." He said, and hurried up the stairs to the master chambers. When he opened the door, he found Bruce Wayne, up and already getting dressed.
"I heard the doorbell, and the conversation. How do I look?" he asked.
He was wearing a nice suit, without the tie or jacket, his sleeves were slightly rolled up, and his top button was undone. His hair was ruffled, but it looked nice, in a natural sort of way.
"Like you've only slept for a few hours. Where were you last night?"
"Busting some drug dealers, just some freelance rabble. But I guess word got out about those dogs. They're more popular than ever." He said, pulling his sleeve down slightly over a purple and black bruise on his forearm.
"Better for them, I'd guess. The pounds aren't as full." Alfred joked, heading toward the door.
"Offer her some food. And could you fix me something as well?" Bruce asked, and Alfred nodded.
"Just be sure not to disappoint. She seems very business like." Bruce smiled as Alfred left. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror before he left. Ever since Rachel's death, the bags had not gone from underneath his eyes. He just wasn't happy. And after what had happened to Harvey, he was just a bit shaken.
He headed out the door and down the stairs.
She startled him when she turned to look at him. Her eyes were like crystal pools of blue, and her ruby lips were poised in a small smile. Crossing the room in an efficient determined kind of way, she held out her hand for him to shake.
"You must be Mr. Wayne. I have much to discuss with you." She said, and he smiled.
"I'm very sure. Alfred mentioned you were applying for secretary?"
"Oh! Yes. I've tried to contact Mr. Fox, but he seems to be unreachable, so I decided to come talk to you." Bruce chuckled.
"You seem very determined."
"Well…I'll admit, I also need to give you something important, from someone who has decided to remain anonymous." She said. "Actually, I need to go here pretty soon, as I am currently stuck in another job, but hopefully that won't be so soon, hmm Mr. Wayne?" she said with a chuckle as she handed him a three ring binder with her name printed on the front.
"Where do you work?" Bruce inquired as she walked through the door and with a smile she turned and said
"Law enforcement- I work at the Court- Judge's secretary." As the door closed behind her Bruce stood motionless. That had been Rachel's old job. As he brought the folder to his side a plain manila envelope fell from inside her résumé folder. He picked it up curiously, and the blood drained from his face.
The folder was addressed to Batman. Someone knew.