Author's Note: Hey guys? Right here's the deal, I got to thinking, "What if Bruce Wayne had a older sister?" And thus the story was born! Now I know what your thinking, "Why would you make a story like this?" Well... for you guys! So please get a cup of hot chocolate, sit back, relax and read!
I don't own any thing but Lara Wayne!
Characters that will be used:
Lara Wayne: 30
Bruce Wayne: 26
Damian Wayne: 5
Dick Grayson: 19
Tim Drake: 15
Jason Todd:17
Barbara Gordon: 19
Let's read!
Lara P.O.V
Not many have ever heard of me, I'm not surprised I was the sister who was forgotten. My Mom was Martha Wayne, I don't know my Dad's name, I never really liked him. I have a brother, Bruce Wayne, the playboy millionaire. I hate him, he was the main reason I ran away, Mom and Dad turned their eyes on Bruce and say how amazing he would be when he grew up, but when I heard that Mom and Dad were killed... I lost myself. I killed seven people, all bad of course, just to put the pain at a normal level for me to handle but the way it over threw me I couldn't stop it. Bruce had Alfred but who did I have? A knife and a anger issue That's the way my life has been built up, I'm one of the most feared people on the streets of Gotham, besides the Joker, Two-face and the rest. Now they are all crazy! I heard a rumour that Two-face cut someone clean in half, I wish I was there to see, for now I don't believe it. I almost killed someone the other night, if it weren't for Bats to come and ruin my fun. We fought and I almost won but he let me go and took my knife, I got a new of course but that's beside the point, he let me go for a reason and now Batman is my target to know why he let me go. But his face when he saw me, its was like he knew me.
Damn it listen to yourself Lara, you sound like such a fan girl! I walk down my alley on fourth street and wait for some thugs to come up so I can take them out. A man in a classy suit walks by me and he glares at me as he walks passed. I don't like this guy. I follow him until he stops mid in his tracks. He turns around and I dive for the dustbin as cover. I hear his footsteps come close to the dustbin and then I jump out and have him by the throat with my knife.
"You shouldn't glare it's not nice." I growl.
"Nice to meet you too." He replies before he takes my knife and throws me to the floor.
"But you need better timing on your attacks." He chuckles as he throws my knife in the dustbin I hid behind.
"Oh why do you care?" I ask.
"Because, I have a job for you, I need someone taken care of." He replies as he helps me up.
"And there's big money in it for you." He continues.
"I'm listening." I say as I fold my arms across my chest.
"This man, his been a pain in the ass ever since he started to work at the office. He's stupid, makes wrong choices and he seriously needs to get a hold of himself. But I gave him a chance and now, I want you to take care of him." The man tells me as he paces slowly pass me.
"Who's the guy?" I ask as I sit on a old stall.
"Bruce Wayne, I'm sure you've heard of him." He replies.
"Yeah, I've heard of him alright." I say. Oh course I know him, his my baby brother, at least I get to get him after all these years.
"When do you want the job done by?" I ask as I look up at the man.
"By December 5th, if you get the job done early then the pay check is going to go up." The man replies.
"You never said your name." I call after him as he walks away.
"The name's Garth Richards." He replies before disappearing. Great, now I get to kill my brother, this should be fun. And considering its November 5th, Garth has gave me plenty of time to plan my attack. But I need to get to Bruce some how, and I can't just go walking up to his door and knock on the door and say,'Hey Bruce, I'm your sister.' That would blow every thing from the first word I say. I get up and get my knife out of the dustbin and I climb the fire escape that leads to the roof of a building of flats when I notice a little girl by the side of her bed.
"Please God, bring my sister back so we can be a family again." She prays. I used to pray to God, but then I realised that he wasn't going to help me with anything, that I had to stand on my own two feet. Nice to know someone is helping, huh? I look at the girl as she runs to her Mom and I climb the rest of the way up the fire escape. I sit alone on the building thinking until a dark figure walks up behind me. I front flip and then stand with my knife ready in hand.
"Who was that man you were talking to Lara?" Red Hood asks me.
"None of your business." I reply with a smirk.
"Anyway, I need some help with a gun problem." He sighs.
"What? Ran out of rounds?" I tease.
"Kind of and I heard that Penguin has a huge load of guns coming in and since you worked with him once, I was thinking maybe you could slip me a few." Jason tells me.
"I don't know, these things cost danger money." I say as I rub my fingers together.
"I'll pay you a three hundred if you get me them." Red offers.
"Deal." I say as I put my knife in my boot.
"Just know that if you don't pay me then I'm going to have a huge target on your forehead." I say before running to jump to the next building.
"All money will be payed when I get the guns." Red's voice echoes as I get farther away. That kid should really stop this, his got no reason, that I know of, to be doing this. I get to Penguin's club and I wait in line and when I come up to the guards he lets me in right away. I look around to see Penguin sat at a table with a couple of rich people playing poker. I get some chips with my hundred bucks I have on me and go sit at the table.
"Mind if I join boys." I say as I put my chips into play.
"Not at all Lara, what brings you here after so long?" Penguin asks me.
"Got a favour to ask you." I reply.
"Go on." Penguin says as he puffs his cigar and sits back in his seat with his cards. I grab mine before speaking,
"I've got this little job coming up and I need some weapons to help me with this and a little birdie tells me that you have a gun supply coming in. I wondering if you let me borrow some." I reply.
"What's in it for me?" Penguin asks as the dealer puts a king of hearts down.
"I get a payment after I've done my job and I was think 70:30 to me." I reply as I put more chips in play.
"60:40 to me." Penguin offers.
"50:50 and I may even join back with your crew." I offer.
"Deal, and I've got two pairs." Penguin says as he puts down a jack and a king. I put down an ace and a queen.
"Flushed." I grin. I take my winnings and follow Penguin and some of his thugs upstairs to Penguin's gun rack. I grab some guns for Red Hood and myself.
"Good doing business with you Penguin." I say as I walk out the room. I feel a thug touch my ass and I kick him in the balls before walking out the back and to Red Hood in the alley.
"You got the money?" I ask as I hold my hand out and give him his guns. He passes me three hundred and I put it with my winnings from the club before walking down the alley to the fire escape and jump across the buildings until I get back to my apartment. I open the window and climb in. I put the guns by my drawers and close the window. I walk over to my little fridge and go through some food before I realise someone was behind me. I pull my knife out of my boot and turn just to get it slapped out of my hand. I drop down as I was punched in the face and as I rub my face I get my collar of my top pulled.
"Who did you give the guns to?" I asked. "Why don't you let me go and I'll tell you." I reply as I kick Batman in the gut. He lets me go and I stagger back. I run at Bats and plant a kick in his head before he knows I'm coming. I slide kick him and he falls to the floor. I grab my knife and pin him against the floor.
"You really should knock before you enter someone's house." I smile.
"You shouldn't be running around giving out guns for money." Bats growls back at me.
"If it keeps me on my toes then its helpful isn't it." I say. I stab the knife in his arm and he lets out a pained cry.
"That's what nosey boys get." I laugh. I pull the knife out and see the blood and suddenly I get reminded of my parents. I fall back and get off Batman and sit in the corner of the kitchen as I watch Bats get up and hold his arm. I breathe uneasy as I keep getting flashes in my mind of my parents when they were with me and only me.
"Lara, we're going to the zoo today so be on your best behaviour." Mom told me. I jumped around as we walked past all the animals, but my favourite was the tigers and lions.
"Mommy look I'm a lion. Roar!" I said as I run around pretending to be a lion. My parents laughed as we walked back to the car where Alfred waited calmly and I got in and fell asleep. I got home and I ran around with Mom and the Alfred took me to playgroup for a bit so Mom and Dad could go to work. I got home that night and Mom wasn't around. I stayed with Alfred as he showed me what he does.
"You see little miss, this is what I have to do as a living." He told me.
"Do Mommy and Daddy does this?" I asked him.
"No little miss, they made their our company and run it with other big people." Alfred replied.
"What will I do?" I asked as I climb onto the counter.
"What ever you wish to become little miss." He replied with a chuckle.
Police come running into the small apartment of mine and I suddenly snap into action. I turn the lights off and start my attack. I fly kick a guard in the head and then slide kick his partner. I grab one of my guns and shoot the police men in the knees and then I get Batman grabbing me and we were falling out the window. I landed at the bottom of the pile and I felt a few glass pieces make their way into my flesh. Bats punches me and I pass out from the force behind the punch. I wake up in a dimly lit room with only a half broken light bulb on. I look straight in front of me to see my reflection in a mirror.
"Great." I mutter under my breath, Bats has taken me to Arkham. Cheers Bats! I wait for a few more minutes until Batman comes walking in with a file in his hand. He throws the file on the table in front of me and I have a look through them. All different news reports about me.
"Looks like I've got a fan club here." I say with a smile.
"These all times you've helped Penguin and now you've borrowed weapons from him. Where are they?" Batman asks me as he leans over me on the table.
"I don't give and tell." I smirk.