Hello, this is going to be my first story that I actually post so please do be kind in your criticism.

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!! Except for the OC and general plot ^_~

Summary: If I knew then, what I knew now…. I think I'd do it again. I never would have thought I'd be transported into another world that I thought was a fantasy. But did I really have to go through puberty again? Bruce/OC

No Good Deed….

Prologue: The cause of it all…

A young woman walked down the busy downtown street, going nowhere in particular, just wandering. She wasn't very tall for a 20 year old, barely 5'1". She was quite ordinary, nothing special about her looks. One could say she was pretty with her heart shaped face, fair skin and wild blond curly hair that was shoulder blade length. The only thing that probably stood out about her was her eyes. They had a tendency to change between various shades of blue and green. She was petite in size and weight but had curves in all the right places and was quite fit. No, she was nothing special, nothing to warrant any special attention.

Currently the ordinary young woman standing on the corner of a crosswalk waiting for the signal to cross the street. Something drew her attention across the street. It was a child about 5 years old. He had busies and scrapes scattered on his body. He was glancing behind him at a large man running towards him that looked quite angry.

The woman watched as time began to slow as the boy ran out into the busy street. Not pausing to think, she bolted across the street and picked up the boy. The car heading towards them didn't have time to stop so she shield the boy with her body and jumped in the air just as the car plowed into them. Crashing into the windshield and rolling over the roof, they fell to the ground.

As traffic stopped around them and people screamed the woman looked at the child in her arms. Loosening her hold she asked "Are you alright little one?"

Looking up at her with wide eyes he nodded but looked down when he felt something warm and sticky coating the ground. It was blood, a lot of it. Frightened the boy looked up at her again.

"What's… your name little one?" She panted

"R-Ray."

"Well Ray… c-can I… ask a big favor f-from… a big boy?" Breathing was becoming difficult as blood began to seep into her lungs, no doubt from being punctured by a broken rib or two.

"Anything!"

"Wh-when you see my mommy… can you give her a hug from me and tell her that… t-t-that I l-love her?" She coughed and a blood began to trickle from her mouth. Her eyes began to lose focus as a crowd of people began to gather around. "Hey… can you one more thing for me too? Make… her… smile………."

And then… she was gone. I was gone.

I should have known that `No good deed, goes unpunished.'