Note: I've fixed a few spelling errors and have explained a bit more about the adoption and why Bruce was able to adopt him so quickly. (Money is a powerful thing people, so is charisma XD) I'm going to go through the next two chapters I have and fix anything I don't like. I'll try to put up chapter four soon too. I told you I wasn't giving up!

New Note 7/21/12: Also, someone actually took the time to explain that dual citizenship wouldn't work and how it all works. It is noted and I thank the person for telling me this. However, for right now it'll just have to stay like this because I'd really like to focus on the actual story then to have to keep going back to fix plot holes and such. When I finally finish this story I plan to look for a Beta to help me go back and really fix all these mistakes. I actually have a new plan for how Harry gets adopted by Bruce but it would add a whole new chapter in-between this one and chapter two.

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Chapter One: When Cars Collide

Harry watched the tall skyscrapers and buildings pass them quickly. Gotham was indeed a very large and busy city. His uncle had finally gotten a promotion but it caused him to have to move to the United States of America. Harry also found out from his uncle that Gotham was home to an infamous Batman.

Of course, his uncle thought it was ridiculous, Harry himself found that he had a hard time believing this as well. Really, a guy dressed as a bat? Then he thought of how he thought magic being real was ridiculous and he had to reconsider his opinion.

'This should be an interesting experience,' he thought himself; 'I just hope that Dumbledore or any of the Order will be able to find me'. Then before his thoughts could remind him of the ministry battle in which he lost his godfather, Sirius, his Uncle began to talk.

"Hopefully none of his kind will be able to get us here. After all we are in a different country!" Uncle Vernon said, clearly happy about this idea. Harry had a hard time from not telling his uncle that people from France and all over were still able to get to Hogwarts and that there was a thing called Floo Travel. The only thing that did keep his mouth shut was knowing that his uncle would get into a foul mood otherwise. He very much did not want to see what room he would get if he decided to speak of his freakishness.

Harry decided that to pass the time he would study his new surroundings more carefully. A lot of Gotham actually looked a bit gloomy and depressing but it was easy to look past that and see the life and bustle of people walking around and talking. This seemed to amaze him though, how could a city that felt and looked so gloomy still be so full of life?

His pondering was cut off as his felt his side being elbowed painfully; he turned his face from the window and looked at Dudley who was narrowing his eyes at him. Harry raised an eyebrow at him and stared not knowing why Dudley would even touch him. This was cleared for him though when Dudley suddenly shouted loudly.

"Daddddd, Harry's staring at me!" Dudley said then snickered silently while shooting a mocking glare at him before sniffling and looking at his father who had yet been able to look or respond. "He's scaring me!" Dudley protested.

Finally when his uncle had a chance to look back at Harry and glare. "Listen here you ungrateful brat, you better leave Dudley alone or you'll find yourself sleeping outside in a shed!" Uncle Vernon threatened before having to turn back and look at the road.

Harry glared at his cousin who seemed to be having a hard time not laughing before turning back to the window. 'Figures he'd have to make me miserable to keep himself entertained.' Harry thought angrily as the car continued forward at a smooth speed. His uncle and aunt seemed to have started a conversation about something but it soon turned to murmurs as his eyes drifted shut…

Harry was jerked awake by an awful screeching sound and the blare of horns. Before he knew it, he felt himself being jerked forward and a horrible, loud crunching noise blared in his ears, while his whole body seemed to ache terribly, before he felt himself pass out.

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Harry woke with a start and his ears were assaulted with whispers and talking. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up; as soon as he did, someone was holding his glasses for him. He slowly took them and looked around, but as he looked he suddenly wished he had not. Chaos was the only way to explain what he saw. His relatives' car was now smashed almost beyond recognition and the other car wasn't in good shape either. He saw a couple stretchers with white sheets over them and knew that there must be a body under them… and that body would never move again. He saw one ambulance already leaving, the alarms blaring as it sped off, but he saw three others and all had at least one stretcher in it with a white sheet on top. He felt his stomach do flips.

'What if… my relatives have all died? What's going to happen to me now?' he thought to himself, trying to hold down his panic at the same time. Finally, he took notice of the nurse near him, who by the way was giving him a pitying stare. He sighed, "Could you tell me what happened, please?" he asked her as calmly as he could.

"Sorry, but I can't explain everything right now…" she said to him before turning to someone behind him. "Finally! Pick him up now. He might not be as damaged as the others but he's still not in good condition." She said angrily. Then she turned back to him and smiled, "Go ahead and lay back down. Everything will be explained soon." She told him gently as she pushed him to lie back down on the stretcher, as he now realized, and he felt himself lifted into the air and put into one of the many ambulances.

Two paramedics got in after him and shut the door, the ambulance speeding off after they gave the word, sirens blaring. He thought about trying to listen to them but knew by now that they'd most likely talk in a medical language that he wouldn't understand. So instead he opted to look at his surroundings… they would get his attention when they needed it. Soon he felt his eyelids get heavier and soon he was asleep once more.

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When he awoke again, he found himself in a place similar to the hospital wing but here there were a bunch of machines that made weird noises. A few of them were hooked up to him while a few others lay blank and silent. He went to sit up but found it wasn't as easy as it had been before, the reason being all these dang wires. He felt the need to pull them out but didn't want to damage anything nor hurt himself so he looked around for anyone that could help. Unfortunately he found himself alone in a single bedroom, groaning he laid down and waited. 'At least they left my glasses on.' he thought to himself.

After what seemed like hours, when it was actually only a half an hour, a nurse came in and smiled at him when she saw him awake. It took all his effort to smile back instead of glaring like he wanted to do.

"How are you Mister Potter?" she asked the boy in front of her. They had found the records of the other people that had been with this boy, the man and his family had transferred here from his work, but the only thing known of his nephew was that his name was Harry James Potter and a few medical records were found from his primary school.

Harry took a second to look at her before responding. "I'm doing well… Can you finally explain what happened Ms…" he asked her then squinted his eyes as he read the name tag, " Ms. Darkhart?" he finished and closed his eyes for a moment, his eyes for some reason didn't like squinting at the moment.

She smiled at him again. "Yes I can now explain to you what has happened. I'm guessing you weren't awake?" she asked him.

"No I was taking a nap when I woke to horns and a crunching noise, I then passed out." he explained to her not getting into too much detail.

"I thought so. Well dear, you were in a car crash. Fortunately you didn't get as injured as some of the other people involved. Unfortunately your relatives did not make it." she said softly waiting for his reaction but was surprised when he just looked down at the blanket before nodding.

"Okay… What about that others?" he asked, trying to keep himself from panicking and was really feeling glad he had sent Hedwig to Ron when they had to leave.

The nurse seemed to get that he was trying to not think of his relatives and went on, "Only the one driving lived. His family, wife and two children, died in the crash. He's in intensive care at the moment though. According to witnesses he caused the accident when he ran through a red light. Your uncle didn't see him and when he did… it was too late." she ended her explanation and looked at him with something akin to pity and concern.

Harry swallowed a lump in his throat, sure he was never very… fond of his relatives but still them dieing in a car crash was a bit of a harsh way to go. Suddenly he had to stop himself from laughing, so the nurse didn't think he'd lost it. It was so ironic, so very ironic. His relatives died in the same way they've told everyone the way his parents died: a car crash. He got over it quickly as the fear of having no place to go came back to him. He forced himself to get control of his voice so he could ask his next question. "So, what- what's going to happen to me…?" he asked quietly while playing with the blanket.

The nurse looked at him as if searching for how he'd handle it. "Well, we had planned on putting you in one of our orphanages but one man heard us discussing it. After he found out you were left homeless for a second time, we found out your parents had died from some of the few charts we could find, and he said he would adopt you. Such a nice and known man too." she said in a bit of a trance with a smile on her face, she shook her head though, "Don't worry though young man; he's already raised one bright boy you're age; Richard is his name. He's actually in Jump City right now attending their private high school, one of the best schools there is. He's very trusted by the adoption services here and is always donating money to help out the orphanages here." she finished trying to comfort the boy and then looked warily at Harry as if waiting for something bad to happen.

Harry thought over her words though, instead of yelling that he'd rather go back to England. 'Well, it wouldn't hurt to go with this man for now. Maybe Dumbledore can help straighten everything out. I mean he can't be too bad…' he thought quietly before realizing the woman was waiting for a reply. "Okay." he said taking a deep breath, " When do I get to meet him?" he asked her.

She smiled and relaxed. She realized he was still in shock and that it would most likely take some time before everything sunk in and he broke down. "He'll be coming here tomorrow. Until then you're going to rest, then in the morning we are going to run some tests and deem if it's safe for you to leave." She told him while standing up. "Here's the remote for the TV if you get bored. There are also a couple of magazines for you on the bedside table." she told him before leaving the room to go check on another patient.

Harry watched her leave before turning on the TV and watching a couple of shows.

Mentor

When Harry woke up the next morning he felt much better and noticed that the tubes and wires that were on him yesterday were now gone. Sighing happily he sat up but right as he did so he winced. His side absolutely killed! Groaning he lay back down and waited yet again.

Luckily, he didn't have to wait even two minutes before the same nurse came in. "Hello sunshine!" She said brightly. "How's your side feeling? It's going to be in a bit of a pain for awhile so we are going to give you some pain reliever pills. Other then that you check out fine, you were very lucky." she told him as she helped him sit up. She handed him a glass of water and two pills.

Harry held back a groan as he was lifted into a sitting position and gratefully took the pills then he finished the water and handed it back to her. "Thank you." he said to her and eyed the tray of warm food that she had put on the counter in front of him hungrily.

She laughed at this and set it up in front of him and left with a promise of coming back later.

Harry smiled after her and dug into his food with gusto. He hadn't realized just how hungry he was until then and with the pain ebbing away it gave his stomach more power to complain. Soon though he had finished all the food, not caring that it might not be as good as the hospital wing's food. After all food was food. He laid back down with a full stomach and took one of the magazines this time for something to do.

True to her promise Ms. Darkhart came back and took his tray, staying to talk for a moment about the band he had been reading about and how the doctor would come later, before leaving. With nothing to do he could only wait until the doctor came to tell him if he would be able to leave today. He dearly hoped so for this place, while interesting when Ms. Darkhart was here, was very boring otherwise.

After passing most of the day away watching TV and reading he finally heard his door open once more. He turned to it almost expecting the nurse but found the doctor that she said would come. "Hello Mr. Potter. Doing well I hope?" he asked Harry before picking up the chart at the end of his bed and going through it.

Harry stared at the dark skinned fellow before replying, "Yes, I'm doing very well thank you." he said quietly as he nervously watched the doctor look at his chart.

"Well, everything here says that your doing well besides your right side. Am I correct?" The doctor asked Harry walking over to him.

Harry nodded, "Yeah the nurse said that I'd have to be on pain reliever pills for a little while." he said to the doctor. He looked at the nametag: Mr. White. He then watch Mr. White check his lungs, while breathing in and out when needed. Soon the doctor was back at the end of the bed writing in the chart.

"Well, everything seems to check out alright." he said with a satisfied nod. "Just make sure to take two pills when your side starts to hurt but no more than eight pills a day. If you end up taking eight pills and your side is still causing you great discomfort then make sure you come in so we can see if we can prescribe you with something stronger. I'll make sure your guardian gets the pills. Now, I'll go and tell him he can come in; I think he brought some clothes for you so you wouldn't have to leave in hospital garments." Mr. White said before leaving the room.

Harry sighed with relieve, finally he'd be able to leave! He heard the door creak open once more and glanced over to get a look at his new guardian.

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Wow this is the longest chapter I've ever written ^_^'. I hope you enjoy this first chapter and look forward to reading more as I don't plan on quitting on this story. Plus, this time I have a beta so this should be a good story :D.

I look forward to some reviews and lots of readers (I can hope anyway).

Fixed up: 1/21/11