Chapter 2 YAYY!!

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Those Who Bleed and Those Who Pray

Chapter 1 –

A Change for the Better

It was a beautiful day outside, kids played with their friends, children walked with their parents. Yup it was a beautiful day for everyone…except for me. I'm a girl that has lived in this orphanage most of my life, minus the last two families I was with, no one really wanted me but I didn't mind. I like to look after the other little kids in the orphanage, I still remembered the last girl that was there two years ago and she was a cute one. I had managed to get her a good home with an artistic family; we still send each other mail letter every other week.

Today was the day when parents would chose a child to call their own, but I wasn't coming down today, not this day. I mean who would anyone want an older child that wears baggy clothes? Younger children were adorable, cute and innocent! …What happened to my own innocence? I looked out my window and saw three kids being taken home already. I remembered when I was little, I would smile and be cute hoping for someone to take me but no matter how hard I tried…I never was adopted. No one gave me a second look or even so much as a smile back, the other kids got smiles but why not me?

I looked at the pair of open scissors in my hand and made the first cut, it was jagged maybe because I'm shaking. I made another and another, it hurt as I did this but I was happy that I did. I felt as if some unseen weight was lifted off my shoulders and it felt better as I cut the other side. Just in case your wondering I'm not cutting myself, I'm cutting my hair…just because I sound emo doesn't mean that I am! As I finished cutting my hair, I picked up the clumps of hair on the floor, put them in a bag and went downstairs to throw it away.

(Normal P.O.V.)

After three children were adopted, a black Saturn came up to the orphanage. The man that came out looking about in his early 20's. He wore a blue-collar shirt, one button open, under a black tuxedo like top and black pants. It was none other than Bruce Wayne. Bruce Wayne came out of his car and walked up towards the orphanage with a large green bag. There a woman greeted him about in her late 40's. "Hello-oh why Mr. Wayne, what brings you here?" The woman said with a smile. "I'm here to give some presents of happiness and to help a lucky child find a good home." He smiled. "If there is still one available?" He joked.

The woman chuckled at his joke. "Of course there are. There are many children still here. Please, follow me." The woman, Anna, led Wayne to the children who were very happy to see him. One by one, the children accepted the gifts, smiling, laughing and showing off their new gifts to their friends. Soon Anna showed Bruce into her office gave him a seat at the front of her desk and handed him a book of children to choose.

The book was thin meaning many of the children had already been taken and only a few remained. Bruce looked through the book, looking carefully at each child as he turned the page. "AHHHHHHHHHAAA!! W-What have you done to your HAIR?!?!?" A scream was heard in the hallway. Anna excused herself and walked out of the office to see what all the commotion was. Mr. Wayne continued to look at the pictures; none seemed to appeal to him until he saw the last picture of a little girl with a small sweet yet sad smile on her face, in a dark blue jumper, dark brown hair with a bandage around her head. Instantly Bruce fell, those sky blue eyes cried 'take me with you' at first glance. While Bruce was smiling at the picture, Anna returned with a sigh. "Did you find a child you like?" Anna asked sweetly, Bruce nodded.

"I would like this child." He said pushing the book towards her, pointing at the picture of the child he wanted. Anna turned the book around to take a good look at the child. Her eyes went wide at the picture and looked at Bruce. "Are you certain you want this child?" Anna asked, giving Bruce a serious look. Bruce stared back with a stern face and nodded. "I'm certain, this is the child I want…is there something I should know about this child?" Anna nodded. "She was adopted twice before but I guess she wasn't the right one for them." Bruce suddenly stood up and looked Anna straight in the eyes. "Then I wish to take in this child." Anna was a bit taken back that someone wanted to take her and was serious about it. she smiled. "Alexis? Alexis bring her in here, please?" "Oh, o-of course ma'am." Alexis said outside the office. A few second later Alexis came in with what appeared to be a boy with messy hair, uneven above shoulder length hair cut and bangs covering his eyes and oversized baggy clothes.

"Mr. Wayne, may I introduce the little girl from the picture. Dear move your bangs out of you eyes so Mr. Wayne can have a look at you." The girl sighed and did as she was told. Bruce's eyes widened, he looked at the picture and back at the girl. The same sky blue eyes that cried for someone to take them home. "Tell him your name dear." The girl looked at him straight in the eyes and said, in a bit of a low voice, the sweetest name he ever heard. "…my name's Danielle, it's a pleasure." Bruce smiled. "I'm Bruce Wayne, it's a pleasure to meet you as well Danielle." Danielle's expression didn't change; her face was still in its 'whatever-I-don't-care' look. "Danielle…" Danielle looked at Anna. "Mr. Wayne has come to take you in, isn't that wonderful?" For a second her eye went wide but went back to the way they were before.

"That doesn't mean I'll call you 'dad', I've learned my lesion the last two times." "Don't worry, she come around eventually." Anna said stroking her hair. She folded her arm and went 'keh' as Bruce chuckled. After Anna told her to back up her stuff, Danielle was in Bruce's car going to her new home. She gave it about a week before Mr. Wayne gave her back, she knew he would. "Can I ask you something?" Bruce asked. "Sure…why not." Her head turned to the passenger side window. "In the picture, why did you have a bandage around your head?" Bruce said his eye's never leaving the road. Danielle flinched at the remembrance of the bandage. It was quite for a minute Bruce took that as a sign that she didn't want to talk about it until…

"I was told.……when I was little…I was all alone. " Bruce came to a red light, stopped and looked at her. Her eyes still looking out the window as she spoke. "I was found on the street I had a few minor cuts on my arms and legs, my left arm had a minor fracture and blood coming out from my head." He drove again. "They found me surrounded by countless dead bodies, some a live, others an inch from death. I was taken to the hospital and asked if I could tell them my name…I told them I didn't know." Bruce stopped at railroad light as the train was passing slowly. "I asked the doctor if he knew who I was, he didn't know. I remember the doctor tell the two officers to take me to the nearest orphanage and tell them they were bring a girl with amnesia. When the orphanage took me in I asked Anna what it meant and when she told me you can say I didn't take it so well."

"Miss Anna told me you were adopted twice, why were you given back?" Danielle was quite for more than a minute but told all. "You see when I was five I was adopted twice and came back twice. The first time I ran away from that family because they were abusing me, the orphanage only found this out when we saw the bruises on me." Bruce's expression didn't change but he was yelling in his mind, how could anyone do that to a poor, defenseless child?!? It wasn't right for any person to do that!

"The parents were fined never to adopt another child ever again. The second family I stayed with were nice parents but within a week I was returned to the orphanage…" Danielle paused. "Why were you returned?" Bruce asked. Danielle continued. "…my adopted parents found me sitting in a tree after midnight four times and once laying in the street curled up with red paint on my head and arms as if I was-" "Was what?" "…was…replaying the day I was found." Bruce flinched as he made a right turn.

Bruce finally stopped the car, got out and opened the passenger door for her. "We're here." Danielle came out from the car and looked at the mansion before her. She was stunned by the size of the mansion. 'This has to be a crime or against the law to have a house this big!!!' She thought. "Well welcome to your new home Danielle. I hope you'll like it here." Bruce smiled. Danielle just looked at Bruce then smiled a small rare smile. Maybe she could learn to like it here. She put on her green backpack that contained all of her stuff; it wasn't much just some closthes and her drawing and sewing supplies.

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