Ok so I just saw Dark Knight Rises for the second time and I was inspired to write this fanfic. Not sure where I want the story to go yet but I'm open for suggestions. This is my second fanfic and I'm nervous about it so tell me if you think it's stupid. I also haven't read many Batman comics either (I'm more of a marvel fan and only like batman and green arrow and lantern) so I'm sorry if I get stuff wrong also since school started I've had a lot of homework so I won't have enough time to work on it during the week so weekends will be my update times.

I don't own anything except my OC.

BW/POV

I walked up the marble steps of Wayne manor as I loosed my tie, it had been a long day and all I wanted to do was take a hot shower and take a nap.

"Ah Master Wayne, I'm glad your home I just received a rather unfortunate call regarding some distant relatives of yours." Said Alfred quickly.

"Relatives? Alfred I thought I was the only Wayne left? I said.

"Well technically speaking yes, they are from your mother's side of the family. Anyways I just received a call that a few days ago they were killed in a car accident-."

"Alfred no offense or anything but I've never met them so why can't this wait till morning?" I said wearily cutting him off.

"Well no Master Wayne it can't wait even though you have never met them. The reason I'm even bothering you about this is because I was just informed that they had a daughter and that you are the closes living relative. The only reason you're hearing about this now is it took a bit to find you; she doesn't have any godparents so the custody of her has passed to you. She was in the car too and she is going to be transferred to Gotham General hospital tomorrow."

I felt like I had been slapped in the face "Alfred what? I can't take care of a child I don't have the time, I feel for her I really do but I don't think here is the right place for her."

"She is sixteen not technically a child, and she just lost her parents if she doesn't come here she will go into foster care. How long do you think she will last in the system?"

I sighed Alfred did have a point the girl wouldn't last long in a foster home, she would be far better here. "You're not giving me much choice in the matter Alfred."

"Oh I'm giving you plenty of choice, even though only one is the right one."

Lily's/POV

It's funny how dramatically your life can change within a few second. In just a few seconds my world was shattered, and no matter how much I heal from it I can never go back. The car crash and much that followed was a blur. I remember being loaded into an ambulance, the next few days where a mix of doctors and pain meds, today was the first day I could really comprehend what had happened to me. My parents? Gone? This couldn't be happening to me I had no other relatives where would I go? Probably into a girls home most likely. Why wasn't I crying? It felt like a hole had been ripped out of my chest and I wasn't crying it didn't seem real.

The physical pain and the pain in my chest kept me from talking. I had come away from the wreak with only a broken leg and three broken ribs all on my right side, at least I was left handed. How? How was it that I walked away from this with only a few broken bones while it killed my parents?

The police said my closest family member lives in Gotham and that I'll be transferred to Gotham General tomorrow. Did they really have no plan for me at all? I admit that they weren't the best at planning ahead but this isn't something that they should have put off, I felt like I was in The Series of Unfortunate Events only I didn't have two siblings to grieve with. I just hoped I didn't have a terrible uncle that wants to steal my inheritance. I wish I wasn't an only child, I wish I didn't lose everything.

While I was in the middle of my woe is me spiral, the pain in my leg and ribs became too much to bare. I pushed my call button on the remote and a nurse came in and injected pain meds in to my IV then slowly faded out of conciseness.

~~line~~~~~~~~~break~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Please let it have all been a dream. Please oh please have been a dream. But of course it wasn't they were gone and they will never come back. Why am I not crying?

I opened my eyes the hospital room was different. How long was I out, did they already transfer me they must have.

My train of thought was interrupted when I noticed I wasn't alone in the room. A man in a nice suit was leaning up against the wall with his hands in his pockets. His face looked familiar, and then something clicked in my head. Bruce Wayne? I thought.

Well here's the first chapter. Is it good, bad, should I continue? Leave a review and let me know.

Thanks for reading,

Best Wishes!-Captain Shamrock