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Disclaimer: I Sketch1997 have not, do not, nor will not ever own anything as amazing as Batman the Animated Series; I merely own my OC, the plot line, and a pet cat named Zoe.
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It was the Monday after the heist took place; Emily smiled as she took her place in front of her class, they're faces eager as they waited for her to greet them and start the day's lesson.
"Good morning, everyone," she smiled, "how was everyone's weekend?"
A general murmur of answers ranging from "great" to "boring" reached her ears and her smile widened, "well great! But now we have to start class, the journal question is on the board, and in fifteen minutes we'll finish reviewing Emily Dickinson's poem 'I Could Not Stop for Death'."
Emily sat behind her desk and took a moment to watch the variety of students start to pull out their papers and pens. She was a teacher for English II and III, head of her department; and she loved every moment of it.
Books were her life; she loved to read, no matter what genre or POV or length, books made her happy. When she was younger, her aspirations were to be a lawyer, or a psychologist, but in the end the thought of getting other people excited about reading just as she was simply sold the whole teaching idea.
"Miss Dales," Michael, one of her more rebellious students called, "I have a question."
"Ah yes," Emily stood and went to her podium, interested in what he was going to say, "what ever could it be? Oh- and I am glad you are joining us for class today, instead of skipping and going to the gym."
"What is the point of the journal question?" he snaked loudly, crossing his arms and leaning back as he tried to be the center of attention, "I mean, asking us 'who our favorite author is and why' seems a little too personal."
"Uh-Hu," Emily sighed, suddenly bored, "well, the point of the journal entries is not only to help you sharpen you're writing skills for the SATs, but it also helps you. It gives you a reason to stop and think, other than just filling in a meaningless worksheet."
"But I don't have a favorite author- why would anyone have a favorite author?"
"Because stupid," Brianne- most likely one of Emily's most favorite students and one of her sassiest- spoke up as she turned to look at Michael, "reading is interesting, and you can't read anything if you don't have an author. It's the same as having a favorite basketball player or a quarterback."
"You are absolutely correct, Bri," Emily nodded, walking around her podium as she stared at the twenty students, "reading is something truly incredible, and we have authors to thank for that. If we didn't have authors, we wouldn't have books; and if we didn't have books, we wouldn't have our gateways into other worlds. Every story is worth something, and they all teach us something special."
"Miss Dales!" Jonah, another student whom she favored, waved his hand, "what about that one poem? The one on the wall about the different books and what they teach us?"
"Yes Jonah," Emily stared at her favorite poem,
"I read a book about a girl on fire,
"I read a book about a fearless Prior.
"I read a book about a boy with a wand,
"I read a book about a girl whose drawings respond.
"I read a book about a boy with demigod power,
"I read a book about a girl whose weakness made her flower.
"The Girl on Fire taught me to never give up, and the fearless girl taught me all is corrupt.
"The Boy who lived taught me to follow my fate, along with the Runed girl whose destiny was great.
"The Son of Poseidon taught me to be a hero, and the Girl with cancer taught me to live for today because I might not get tomorrow.
"They taught me to keep my chin up when things get bleak,
"And make myself strong when I feel weak.
"They showed me I don't need a wand of knife,
"To be a savior in my own fictional life.
"We call them "the heroes of our generation"
"But no.
"We can be the heroes of our own inspiration."
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"Miss Dales."
Emily screamed and jumped off her couch, not bothering to turn around as she launched the spoon behind her at the deep voiced intruder while dropping the pint of ice cream she had been nursing. She tore her way into her bedroom, not hesitating to slam her door shut and turning the multiple locks on it.
"Please Miss Dales we aren't here to hurt you, we are here to help you!" A voice said cheerily from behind her; Emily didn't hesitate to grab her bat and swing, screaming all the while. She swung and the second voice caught it, "Please Miss Dales calm down!"
Emily let her eyes focus, and stopped. A woman stood there, in a bat suit, with red hair. It was Batgirl; there was a vigilant in her bedroom. Emily opened her mouth but no sounds came out; she simply gawked at the other woman in utter shock, "No way."
"Yes way," she answered with a smile, dropping the bat and taking a relaxed stance, "I'm glad we found you before the Riddler did."
"….what?"
"The Riddler is looking for you," the deep voice intruded; Emily turned, finding the Batman standing in the door way, "he has been ever since he found out that the man Richard Glenn wasn't the one who knew the answer to the riddle."
Richard Glenn, the man she gave the answer to; huh, so that was his name.
"How… how did he know I answered it?"
"Not sure," Batgirl quipped, digging a bag out of Emily's closet, "maybe Glenn gave you up, maybe he checked the security cameras and saw the two of you whispering; but it doesn't matter how. It only matters that he did and he is going to come."
"What would he do to me?" Emily asked frightened, "I mean- I cheated! I googled the answer!"
"Oh dear," Batgirl hummed, turning to face her, "he doesn't like cheaters; not at all. Pack a bag, right now." Emily didn't even argue, but started packing immediately before she even realized she was complying. She turned in a matter of a couple minutes, looking at the crime fighting bats and gripped the strap of the bag, "what now?"
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"A safe house?" Emily whispered, dropping the bag in the hall way as Batman flipped on the light.
"Yes," he answered, walking forward into the living room, "you will have to take off of work until we catch him, and anything you need will be provided for you."
"But…"
"No, this is for your own good." Batman stated, "Do not leave this house, do not attempt to access any online accounts or profiles, and do not answer the door for anyone."
"What if the house is on fire?"
"This house is child proof, there is no possible way you can set it on fire short of lighting a match and throwing it on the carpet- which this house has no carpets, only hard wood floors and tiles."
"What if there is an actual emergency?"
"If for some reason there is a dire emergency, there are little red buttons all over the house; there is a map on the coffee table for when you feel the need to explore."
"And my cat?"
"I've sent him to a trusted friend to be looked after."
"It's a girl, actually," Emily sniffed, looking at the bleak hallway, "but, I just stay here and do nothing?"
"Pretty much," Batgirl patted her shoulder, "I will be by to check on you tomorrow in case you need anything; good night, Miss Dales."
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Okay people. There is this week's chapter; I'm sorry it may seem a little boring, but once Edward comes into the picture than things will speed up easily.
So who here watches Gotham? (raises hand rapidly and looks around) anyone? I am currently in love with it, especially Edward and Oswald. DID YOU GUYS SEE JONATHAN CRANE? Oh my god I did and I fangirled and my mom was sitting right next to me and she stared as I freaked out and whispered softly, "where did I go wrong?"
She just doesn't understand that Batman, especially his villains, have become such a large part of my nerd life that I just can't even-
So if you watch it, what do you think? Do you think the actors are spot on, or could some improvements be made? And another thing befor I go, what do you guys think about Zsasz? I am really liking that character for some reason, or at least I like this Zsasz better than Nolan's Zsasz. I am a little disappointed in the lack of stories for him, and I might post one of him sometime this summer when I have time.
Anyways, I love you all, and will see you guys later,
-Sketch1997
