The Return Of You
One~ The Things I Put Up With...
[ READ HERE FIRST - So, I first wanted to start off by saying The Dark Knight Rises was AMAZING! Loved it! Which inspired me to right this! And also, I'd like to dedicate this chapter and to send out my thoughts, prayers, condolences, and love to the victims and witnesses and their families in the Aurora shooting. I had found out about it through my best friend as we went into the theatre yesterday afternoon. R.I.P. ] Also, that this is my first ever Batman/The Dark Knight fanfiction, so I apologize if it's OCC. Also I'd like to make clear that I'll be following The Dark Knight Rises storyline, but there will be changes. My OC, Jordan Wayne, is Bruce's younger sister, who lives with him in the Wayne Manor. Hope you enjoy!
It has been eight years since Bruce's life was changed completely. Eight full years since Bruce, or better said, Batman, took the blame for everything, for Harvey Dent's death and all of his actions. I shouldn't care what Bruce does or did, right? But that's only if I was a stranger to him. But no. I'm not...
My name is Jordan Ariana Wayne. Daughter of Thomas and Martha Wayne, younger sister of Bruce Wayne. Yes, people must think I live the life, being co-owner of Wayne Enterprises and sister of billionaire Bruce Wayne, what could be better?
But people just don't know the secrets behind the locked doors of Wayne Manor. The locked life Bruce and I have to live now. The last time people saw me I was sixteen years old, accompanying Bruce to an event. Now, I'm a twenty four year old, who lives an life isolated from the real world. All because of Bruce... Or better said, all because of Batman...
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"What is there to celebrate? The death of a man who had no pride whatsoever?" I placed Bruce's coffee on the nightstand beside his bed before I glanced at a zoned out Bruce, who gazed out the window, looking out at the function celebrating Harvey.
"Let it rest Jordan," Bruce used his cane to walk over to me, giving me a blank stare before grabbing his coffee.
"It just isn't fair, he doesn't deserve to be honored. Bruce, that man is a jerk and you know it." I sat beside Bruce, who sighed deeply at my comment before taking a drink from his coffee.
"This coffee needs more sugar," Bruce passed the coffee back to me as he grabbed his cane and walked off.
"Just because I love you Bruce. Just because I love you, I put up with this crap!" I threw the glass cup to the wall, throwing myself to Bruce's bed, feeling tears pour down as I muffled his blanket towards me. My eyes suddenly caught sight of a picture laying across the bed, I hesitated in picking it up, but as it became more and more visible, I quickly crawled over to it and once I saw it, I felt more tears roll in.
It showed a younger Bruce and I, with smiles across our faces, me being in his back, getting a piggyback ride from him. God, how much I miss these days... When Bruce actually cared about me and loved me. Now? All he cares is about himself...
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"Had a nice nap?" I felt the sunlight come in through the window, slowly making me realize I wasn't in my room. My gaze slowly turned to see an amused Bruce stand before me, then I began noticing that the blanket was gently wrapped around her, and her body laid straightly across Bruce's king size bed.
"Well, you know your bed is freaking comfortable. But I don't remember tucking myself in like this," Bruce released a slight chuckle before hobbling to sit on the side of the bed I laid in.
"Are you sure Miss. Wayne?"
"Bruce Wayne, don't toy with me, we're not kids anymore. Did you tuck me in last night?"
"Get up Jor, Alfred has a plate set out for you already." And then Bruce did the unexpected, something he hasn't done for eight years... He used his hands to brush a piece of my dark brown hair away from my forehead and he slightly kissed it before walking off.
What is up with my brother?
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After eating some breakfast, and strangely with Bruce, I began doing my normal routine. Washing dishes, cleaning the dusty tables, and fixing Bruce's clothes. But as I walked over to Bruce's bedroom, it was cleaned... Clothes settled inside the drawers... And I know Alfred still hadn't been in here...
"Bruce!" I walked out of Bruce's bedroom and ran down the stairs, but I didn't hear a respond. I looked everywhere... And still no sight of my brother.
"Miss. Wayne! What's going on?" Alfred appeared at the kitchens doorway, startling me.
"Bruce... I can't find him, and I've looked every..." Alfred's stare stopped me dead in my tracks. I transferred exactly what Alfred was thinking, and with Alfred following behind, I ran towards the piano that everybody found pointless, but to Bruce, Alfred, and I, it meant everything...
I quickly played the piano keys, and the doors before me slid open, revealing my brother's cave, in which he hasn't been in for a while.
"Jordan, what are you doing here?" Bruce asked me, never lifting his intense stare at his computer in front of him. Alfred pressed the pass way button, allowing me to approach him.
"No. I think the proper question is, what is the "retired" Bruce Wayne doing down here?" For a moment, Bruce stared annoyed at me, but I know Bruce, and I know he's just trying to make me give up the question, but I'm not. "Bruce, I'm not leaving..."
"I should've known. You're my sister, and you inherited every bit of me," I scoffed at Bruce's statement, who glared at me before going back to his computer.
"Remember mom's pearls?" I nodded slightly at Bruce's question, not knowing where he was going with this.
"Well, after tucking you in, someone stole them."
"And you didn't look for any finger prints?"
"That's the thing. She used fake finger prints..." I stopped Bruce as I heard the word "she" come out of his mouth.
"You saw the person steal them? And you didn't do anything? Increible Bruce..."
"She kicked me Jordan, what the hell was I supposed to do? Jump out the window and follow her?" I was going to retort back at all of Bruce's excuses, but once a picture of a very beautiful brunette and the name, Selina Kyle, pop up on the screen. Bruce's stare told me that it was her who stole my mother's pearl necklace. He quickly got up and laid his hand on my shoulder with a smile appearing in his facial expression.
"We got any cars ready?"
[ Ok, so it wasn't that great of a first chapter, but it sets the story and feelings of Jordan and who she is and the whole Dark Knight Rises storyline. Let me know what you think of Jordan and Bruce's sibling relationship and the story and if you want more, let me know! Oh, and the girl in the cover picture is Jordan, played by Jennifer Lawrence :)! Thanks for reading! ~ Jos ]
