Nanananananananananana Batman! Hey THERE! XD So here's more to the story! :) I hope you you like the chapter. I'm only writing this to make time up until the movie comes out. I'm still thinking on the cover though. :S. Sorry for my spelling mistakes! I don't have spell check and occasionally I confuse A with I and my and me. I'll do my best to fix them! :)
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Chapter 2. Intriguing
Bruce POV
" More late night injuries Mr. Wayne?" Alfred mentioned at the sight of my arm.
" Only a few," I sighed, remembering my encounters tonight.
A couple of police officers, dogs, and criminals. Scarecrow had managed to escape tonight though. Ever since the Joker had made his great appearances. Criminal activity had sky rocket even more. As if Gotham didn't have enough criminals out. It wouldn't change much either way. I am always an inch from doing what I shouldn't. I wanted justice and got this. Madness. Cops chasing me around and wanting me behind bars. Criminal activity rising. It doesn't matter...It's not as I am a hero...-
" Master Wayne?" Alfred asked, with a tone as if he's in between concern or giving me a lecture.
Most likely both. I directed my attention to him.
" Sorry Alfred, there's a lot on my mind tonight," a complete truth he knew too well.
Even considering a new thief burglar as well.
" Does Ms. Kyle have to do with it?" Alfred asked, indifferent.
...
" Selina?" Where had she come into conversation? I hadn't even been thinking of her.
" You did arrive with her at the party. No doubt an alluring beauty. May I add that even during the party, she seemed rather near you Mr. Wayne," Alfred finished putting all the disinfectants, bloody cloths, and bandages away. " You had also engaged in conversation with her longer than most of the guest, rare for a lady you've just met."
For a moment I just stared at Alfred without nothing to say. It surprises me how observant he is. A small smile formed in my lips.
" I just came across her as I was coming in Alfred, I took the opportunity of a probable entrance. Since it was a scene after all. I had to talk to her longer than other guest and besides. She's quite interesting," I explained, hoping that would answer any question involving Selina.
There was definitely something strange about her. Maybe its the way she speaks. It's captivating. I shook my head. That's the same thing I thought of Catwoman when she had pressed herself towards me. Who is she? I am only guessing she's catwoman, with the ears and the way she rolled her r's when she spoke.
" Alfred. Have you heard of the name Catwoman running through Gotham ?" I headed towards the computers.
" No I haven't. Is she the one who did those?" Alfred pointed to my wounds.
I shook my head.
" I ran across her, unexpectedly on my way over here. I had noticed a dark silhouette on the roof, thought maybe it was another fake Batman. It's not until I had approached her that I realize it wasn't a batman costume and she had a bag with her. The jewelry store had just been robbed before I saw her. It only made sense that she stole it," I narrowed my eyes, remebing not finding anything on her.
" Does she disguise herself as a cat?" Alfred inquired.
" Yes, she had the ears and everything," I frowned when nothing of her pops out in the media.
" She's probably a new notorious villain - Is she a threat?"
That was after all a very good question. Was she? I don't think I could stand another Joker psychopath rising up.
" I guess we'll find out," I respond and head out of the bat cave.
Batman has enough to deal with after the mess the Joker created.
I sit down with my date for the day. Some girl whose name I already forgotten. It's all publicity after all. If they only knew how I pretend that I'm some playboy billionaire to hide the Batman aspects. They just get a kick of seeing me here.
"- then of course I got the job -," she talked.
BLANK..
I spaced out. Sometimes I really wonder if it's worth it too. To sat and listened to girl's life when it doesn't matter anyways. Batman can't handle a serious relationship right now, meaning I can't either. I guess I learned that the hard way with Rachael.
" Table for 3,"
My mind suddenly gets caught into a voice. It's Selina. She's surrounded by two other girls and looks as if she stepped out of another party though it's only 6 P.M I think back to what Alfred has told me about her. She is quite alluring at first sight. Her body is slender. She's tall and she stands up straight. A wide grin is spread. Her eyes roam the place until they finally land on me. Then her eyes land on the girl next to me and she surprises me, by giving me a smirk and goes back to talking to the girls she's accompanied with.
" Bruce?"
...
I turn back to my date.
" Yes...?"
" Do you know her?" she most-likely noticed our small look exchange.
" No. Not exactly. Would you mind if we join tables with her and her friends?" I'm just being honest here. I really can't say I know Selina from what I've just learned of her during the party. But there is something about her that made me want to know her.
" Sure, why not," she replied, a hint of annoyance.
I just smiled and pretended I don't know what she's most likely thinking. I called the waiter to arrange us. Being a billionaire has it's benefits. The arrangement is done quickly.
" Ms. Kyle," I smiled at her.
Selina almost had a playful look to her as if this was a challenge.
" Hello Mr. Wayne," she slid herself to the seat next to mine.
" Bruce. Call me Bruce," I can only handle so much of people calling me that. I don't mind Alfred, but when every else called me that it just reminds me too much of my father.
" Then call me Selina. Ms. Kyle is too formal for me, don't you think?" she eyed my date on the other corner.
" Selina," I try it out. Not bad.
" Bruce," she equally replies.
" This is Natalie, Natalie - Selina and her friends," I quickly introduce.
" I thought you said you don't know her?" Natalie forced a smile.
Selina incline her head as if she was amused instead of angry that I had claimed to not know her. I was going to explain when...-" We have only met once, just crossed pass, a little chat, and honestly I think I know more of him then he does of me," Selina beats me to it.
I hide my surprise with a nod of agreement. I wonder how much she does know of me. The conversation at the table seemed awkward among us. Only Selina seemed completely satisfied with the turn out. Ten minutes later, Natalie heads towards the restroom. The moment she's gone. Selina turns to me.
" You get lucky with every girl don't you? Supermodel? Bruce what a womanizer," she laughed and sips her drink with a shake of her head.
Different. Selina was different.
" It's all part of the image," I found myself grinning back then noticed the looks from her friends. " Care to dance Selina?" I rather talk with her alone.
" Won't your girlfriend get mad?" she asked, but I could already see her acceptance as I stand up.
" Just one dance," I held out my hand.
She grabbed it. I sure wasn't expecting how her hands felt soft on my own.
Once in the dance floor, something felt odd. New. Strange. Familiar? Selina seemed like the curious type. Her eyes would light up and her smile right now seemed to hide more than she would let on.
" You know I was sure I wouldn't see you around anymore after the party, you sort of left me hanging," she murmured.
" Guest need attending, sorry about that," I smoothly replied, remembering that I had just left her at the party when I realized I had been talking to her more than any other person in the party.
" I understand. Being a playboy billionaire is a tough business isn't it," she replied as if she understood exactly.
Another surprised. Most people aren't as out-spoken as her. She was so mysterious. Alfred had described her well. Alluring was only part of it. I needed to know more about her.
" Tell me something about yourself Selina, it seems as if you truly know more about me than I gave you credit for," there was already another song playing.
For a moment she didn't say anything. As if she didn't know what to say.
"I started working right outside the Wayne building, I'm a pretty exotic collector, and I have a good poker face," she shrugged nonchalant.
That's not all. I don't want to pressure her, but I knew something behind those eyes and that tender smile she was hiding something. Then again why do I find her interesting. There's a conversation that soon catches my attention.
" It appears Batman's Activity has decreased in the following weeks. Yet the Joker's terrorizing events have still got Gotham into a severe depression, unable to recover. No one is even seen outside late during the night and Gotham population has dropped nearly 5 percent,"
Without thinking I let out a deep sigh.
" Is something wrong? Am I boring you?'' Selina, for first time tonight seemed actually concern.
What happened to her composure?
" Quite the opposite Selina, I'm finding you very intriguing. How about I ask you for dinner on Thursday to make up for ignoring you the rest of the party?" I realized now, that a date with her should be more interesting. Just one date. I can only allow someone to get so close. Yet there's just something so odd about her that interested me. Selina looked taken aback, genuinely surprised. A frown forms in her face.
" Thursday.. Bruce I'm not sure if-,"
" I can pick you up at 7:00," I insisted.
Why on earth was I so persistent?
" All right. 7 it is," she smiles then takes a step back.
She wrote down her number on a napkin once we got to our seats. " See you then Bruce," she waved as we were ready to leave.
" Can't wait," I smiled back, one of the few times I mean it. As I head out make sure I had her number.
Wednesday night I was out in my Batman gear looking over Gotham City. The city was pretty at night, but just as dangerous. I swooped down a rooftop. I grimaced at the structure down below me. Sprawled in big letter is
THIS IS WHAT BATMAN DID FOR GOTHAM!
Below is pictures of dead people that were caught in the wrong time and wrong place. A sound drew my attention towards a house on the left. A dark silhouette stepped out. Catwoman. She easily climb up the roof. Dangling a purse in her hand. She stopped and expected it. I swooped down behind her. She frozed. She must've known it was me.
" Finally. We met again. So soon. I told you we would meet each other soon," she finally did turn.
" Return that," I ordered.
She smirked.
" Or what? You know your bat voice is so amusing. It hardly scares me at all,"
I frowned, not the answer or reaction I was expecting. " I'll send you straight to Jail,"
She gasped, obviously faking being surprised " Oh no! Not Jail! I just got rid of my GET OUT OF JAIL FREE card yesterday. How cruel Batman. Only for a rich girl's purse. I only want a couple of dollars," she sarcastically waved the purse in front.
Last time she escape with the necklace. I won't let that happen again.
" Catwoman. Return the purse this is your final warning," I growled.
I could almost swear her eyes narrowed under that mask.
" -and if by chance I keep it. Would you truly throw me in jail Batman? Money doesn't grow on trees you know, a couple of dollars won't make a difference," she was challenging, taunting,playing.
" Fine. I'll take the purse from you,"
She smirked " Now we're talking," she gripped the purse and bolted into a dash. She jumped towards the next roof as if it was nothing. I chased after her. I had to hand it to her. She sure is flexible. She was doing summer sault in the roof. I came right in front of her.
" Oh no! Caught," she laughed sarcastically.
I learned my lesson from the first time. Instead of gripping the purse I grab her wrist. Locking her in a tight grip. That took her by surprise.
" Too bad, Kitty trapped in a bag," I replied narrowing my eyes.
She glanced up.
" So you do have a sense of humor. All this time you had it in you. Who knew," she mused then swung at me.
I blocked her blow. Physically I was stronger than her. Yet that blow was pretty fast. Her flexibility matched my strength. Now I had both her wrist caught. She saw that as another challenge. She smiled and raised her knee. In distraction of wondering if she was planning to kick me ,she did a back flip, using me as a wall. Her heels sank into my chest as she manages to free herself. She pushes her hair back as I try again to capture her. She dodges. She punches. She whirls and twists around. After a bit of a struggle I manage to pin her onto a type of wall in the roof. By now we're both worked out. I definitely see now why she calls herself Catwoman.
" Wow! I haven't had that much fun in decades," she exclaimed breathless.
I stared back of her. God knows why I remember last time when we met. When her breath came to my face, her body radiated warmth close to me.
" What now Bats, you have me pinned to the wall-," her words are soft, slurring, whispers.
Shit. What now? I had trap her and now...do I turn her in? Stop getting distracted by her face. She took the opportunity. Her face inches closer. I moved back. She laughed.
" You're afraid of me aren't you and even as you have me pinned at your will, you don't know what to do. I can help you decide ," she whispers too close to me.
I step back and grab the purse.
" I'm not playing your games, Catwoman," I responded and just about to leave her when I hear a scream.
Catwoman stiffen. I bolt to see what happened. I see a couple of man with a gun and knifes cornering this man and his daughter. Catwoman marches ahead. I stopped her.
" What do you think you're doing?"
" They're hurting that poor man and his daughter!," she twists from my grip and marches ahead.
Huh? She swooped down, kicked and punched the first two guys before they realize what was going on then stole the gun using it as a hitting weapon to knock the third down. I just stare in bewilderment and awe. She pressed her foot on the back of one man.
" How dare you attack a father and his daughter! Don't you have any dignity, I'll tell you what if I give you three seconds to apologize-," she whispered in his ears.
" Apologize, you're crazy," he refused.
She grip his shoulder and sprang it up. A crack noise echoed. He cried out in pain.
" What was that?" she asked
" All right! I'm sorry! Just let go please!-" she used the gun to slam it on his head, knocking him out.
" Apology accepted..." the police sirens went off.
By the time I turned back she wasn't there anymore. Had Catwoman saved that man and his daughter. I can't believe it. I thought her as a villain. But she had put all joking aside when they had chased the man and daughter.
Catwoman. What and Who are you? A villain or..a hero in disguise? I shake my head reminded myself she stole. She was not a hero. I stared at the purse and realized who this purse belong to, Natalie?
It turns out I live in a small world after all. I head back towards the cave only one thought in my head. Who was more intriguing Selina or Catwoman? I stared back up sky. I can guarantee I hadn't heard the last of Catwoman just yet.
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