I don't own Batman, Bane, League of Shadows, or the Avengers.

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For a week, my classmates and I have been at Avenger Tower. This is our Senior Class Trip. We will be at the Tower for three weeks, helping Stark, Banner, and Foster with their experiments. Stark agreed to the trip and sent his jet.

The three chaperones are science teachers and named Misters Davis, Jones, and Thompson. The other students are Derek, Dallas, Garret, Seth, Jason, Fred, Kit, Thomas, Harry, and Jake. I am the only girl and the youngest at fifteen.

Eight more females were supposed to come but they didn't get to the jet in time. They called Mister Davis later, yelling in outrage, which everyone heard. They thought the jet would wait because they are popular cheerleaders.

Because of my age and being the only girl, the others are supposed to watch out for me. They don't pay to close of attention because they don't like me. It doesn't bother me, since I rarely do anything by myself anyway. The teachers usually get angry.

Tonight is a ball that we all have to go to. Pepper Potts took me, Natasha Romanov, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Betty Ross, and Peggy Carter to her favorite shop. We each got dresses, though Darcy's took longer due to her big chest.

My shin-length dress is light blue with ruffles along the bottom and along the collar. The collar is around my biceps, instead of on my shoulders, very low-cut. The cloth around my waist is dark blue, bringing out my eyes.

Tony took the Avengers and the rest of my group to get their own suits, though he didn't need one. They have the same black coats, pants, but different colored shirts. Thor and Steve were difficult because of their huge, muscular bodies.

All of us are at the Ball. I am on the arm of Steve Rogers, who is taking me around the room. Even though I normally don't like being the center of attention but Steve is big and scary so I feel safe right now. As long as Steve is next to me.

Everyone steps to the side, allowing a huge man to step up to us. I tense, taking one step behind Steve, a little scared. The man looks down at me, before looking at Steve. Tony walks up to us, with Pepper, Bruce, Clint, and Natasha.

"Bruce Wayne. I wasn't aware that you were in Manhattan." Tony announces, smiling nicely and shaking the new man's hand.

'Wayne.' My mind shockingly says, remembering the comics. 'I didn't think he would be here since he's a DC comic, not a Marvel.'

Bruce steps closer to me. I'm not scared, knowing that he isn't a bad guy but a superhero. He seems to notice that I'm not scared of him anymore, smiling nicely at me. My lips quickly turn up into a smile as I take a step closer to him.

"May I have this dance, Beautiful Lady?" He asks, stepping closer to me and offering me his left hand, bowing a little bit.

My right hand gently sets on his palm, his fingers clasping over mine. He twirls me out, onto the dance floor. I smile as we begin dancing. His arms lift me up, taking my feet from the floor. I gasp out, arms wrapping around his neck.

We twirl around the room, moving gracefully. He is holding me almost effortlessly, smiling down at me. I laugh, feeling like a princess with her knight in shinning armor. He doesn't stop twirling us around, grinning nicely at me.

"Mister Wayne. Are you sure that you don't want to dance with me?" A snobby, gravel-like female voice says from the left.

My smile fades, seeing a beautiful blond woman standing next to us. Wayne will want to dance with her and not an Ugly Freak of Nature like me. My arms loosen, falling to my sides as he lowers me down until my feet touch the floor.

"Thanks for the dance." I whisper up at Wayne, unable to speak louder due to throat damage when I was a child.

Looking down at the middle of his black tie, I take a step backwards. His left arm wraps around my waist, yanking me to his side. He tucks me under his arm, glaring at the beautiful woman. Without a word, he forces me away, firmly but gently.

"You could dance with her, you know?" I tell him, looking down at the floor, not wanting to trip or see as he goes back to the woman.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, sorry about this but this is a robbery." A strange male voice says, like its coming through a speaker.

Bruce quickly forces me behind him as he turns to the voice, which was behind us. Oh my gosh! Its Bane (from the movie Batman: Dark Knight Rises), in his mask and coat. His body language screams out, lethal and deadly.

As Bruce tries to hide me, Bane's eyes zero on Bruce. Then his eyes travel down to me, sending fear racing thru my veins. Something changes in Bane's expression but I don't know what. He steps towards us, eyes not leaving me.

Quickly the Avengers come up to us. They stand in front of me and Bruce; not knowing that he's Batman. My classmates and teachers come up behind me. Bane's eyes travel to the others, looking them up and down, searching for weaknesses.

Men in uniforms, most likely Bane's men, come up, gathering around Bane. Bane says a command, in a language that I don't know. It starts his men into action, throwing themselves at the Avengers. I gasp, not wanting them to be hurt.

That's my downfall. Whenever I see anyone hurt or injured, it tends to trigger an over-developed nurturing streak. One that my older sister said would get me hurt one day. Strangely it works on animals and people who make fun of me.

Suddenly Bane barges past Bruce, stepping up to me. I step backwards, knowing that he doesn't care if he kills people, only loving one woman, Talia. My classmates step away from me, not going to protect me or care if I die.

"Run!" Bruce yells as he jumps on Bane's back, struggling to defeat him but not strong enough yet. "Run! Get her somewhere safe."

Mister Jones grabs my left wrist, yanking me into a run. I follow him but not wanting to leave the Avengers, knowing that I'll be safer with them. He drags me to the elevators, not stopping even when I stumble, quickly regaining my balance.

Suddenly an arm wraps around my waist, jerking me to a stop. Mister Jones turns to me as I hear Bane's strange breathing right behind me. I yelp out, before struggling to get free as he lifts my feet from the floor. My hands beat his arm as my legs kick.

"Let her go." Thor angrily demands, stepping in front of me, pointing his hammer at Bane. "She is under our protection."

Quickly Bane forces me behind him, pushing me to one of his men. That man grabs me with huge arms. Before I can struggle, he sprays something in my face. My eyes widen in fear, realizing that my body slumps down, not following my commands.

'No. I don't want to be hurt!' My mind screams in fear as blackness peacefully cocoons around me, sending me into a blissful oblivion.