I Do Not Own Batman or anything else, except my OC(s)!
AN: I will be updating this story every Saturday.
I was in a gas station next to my parents and a younger me, as they paid for the things that they had gotten. "Mommy? Daddy?" I said as I stared at them. My father handed the cashier a twenty and went to grab the two plastic bags from the counter, when the door of the station opened. Five men walked in with black ski masks, all of them were holding shotguns. I screamed at my parents to run, but they couldn't hear me. My father stepped in front of my mother and the younger me as one of the men shouted something at them. My father shook his head and was shot in the chest. My mother screamed and dropped to her knees crying as she held my father. The younger me backed away with tears in her eyes. The man raised his gun at my mother and told her to be quiet. She kept crying, until the man shot her in the chest. That's when the younger me dropped to the ground and hid behind the cashier counter covering her ears.
I screamed, cursed and cried at the man as he and the others shot everyone in the station. All, but me. I dropped to my knees next to my parents crying. I should had died with them! I should had done something to save them, but no I was a coward! All I could do now was stare at my Mother's cold lifeless green eyes.
Something was shaking me. I looked around as everything began to shake around me. Was their an earthquake?
I opened my eyes and saw Papa worried eyes looking at me. I sat up and held a hand to my forehead. I felt the cold sweat that I had gotten from the nightmare.
"Did you have a nightmare?" Papa asked me worriedly.
I nodded and looked towards the window. It was dark out so it must had to be around seven or so.
"You want to talk about it?" He asked me and shook my head.
He nodded in understanding.
"If you ever do though you can always speak to either me or Master Wayne" Papa said and gave me a smile.
I smiled back, but I couldn't get the awful feeling that the nightmare was trying to tell me something.
"Well dinner is ready. If you want to eat it in here, I'll bring it right up" He said and shook my head.
"I'll eat in the kitchen or the dinning room" I told him and Papa nodded his head.
"Master Wayne has decided to join us" Papa said as we walked down the stairs after I had changed into a pair of jeans and a violet long sleeve shirt.
We walked into the kitchen and Bruce was already there sitting at the small table. He watched me as I sat across from him.
"Are you okay?" He asked me as I looked at the table sadly.
"She had a nightmare" Papa said as he placed two plates on the table.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Bruce asked as he took one of the plates.
"Not now" I told him quietly as I took the other.
Papa sat between us with his own plate. We ate in silence and when dinner was over Bruce and I walked to the living room, while Papa cleaned up.
"What was the nightmare about?" Bruce asked me.
"My parents" I whispered as I stared at the lit fireplace.
"What happened in the nightmare with your parents?" He asked me.
I shivered as I could see my Mother lifeless cold eyes. The dream had felt so real like it had actually happened.
"The night they were killed" I told him holding my tears back.
Bruce grabbed my hand in a comforting gesture. He gave a soft squeeze.
"I was in the gas station, as me now. The younger me was there also. I stood next to them as my father paid the cashier. I said Mommy? Daddy?, but they couldn't hear me. Then those robbers came in with their shotguns. My father stepped in front of my Mother and the younger me. The leader of the group shouted something at them, but my father wouldn't listen, then he was shot. My mother screamed and dropped to her knees crying, while holding my father's dead body. The man told her to be quiet, but she wouldn't and so the man shot her. I screamed at him, cursed and cried as he killed everyone in the station, but me as I hid behind the counter. I dropped to my knees next to my parents. I stared into my Mother's lifeless green eyes. Then I was woken up. I should had died with them, or I should had saved them some how" I told him.
I looked at him with watery eyes as the tears were dying to fall.
"I know you may think that you should had done something to save them, but what could you have done? I wished I could had done something to save my parents, but I was to scared" Bruce said and I couldn't hold my tears any longer.
Bruce held me tightly as I cried onto his shoulder, like an older brother would when his little sister was sad, hurt or scared.
"It's going to be alright, Lily" Bruce whispered, "They are in a much better place"
I don't know when I had fallen asleep on the couch Bruce and I had sat on earlier, but I woke up alone on the couch with a warm blanket over me and a soft pillow under my head.
"Good morning, Lily. How are you feeling?" Bruce asked as he walked with his cane into the living room.
My head was pounding from my crying session last night.
"My head is killing me" I told him as I laid back down on the couch.
"I'll get Alfred to bring you something for that" Bruce said and left the room.
A few minutes passed and Papa walked into the room with a glass of water and a white pill. He handed me the medicine and then the glass. I took the medicine and drunk the water. I handed Papa the glass back while thanking him.
"Feeling any better?" He asked me after a few minutes.
"Yeah, the head ache is going away" I told him.
"Well that's good. I made breakfast, it's in the kitchen" Papa said and left the room.
I got off the couch and walked into the kitchen. Bruce was eating a piece of toast reading a newspaper. I sat across from him and began to eat my food. The kitchen was silent beside the usual scrape of a fork or spoon, the crunch of toast being bitten into or the crinkling sound of the news paper page being turned.
Once I was finished eating I decided to go take a shower and get ready for the day. I had planned to go look around town. So when I left the manor, I had told them I was going into town to the park and check out the library. Which I was planning on doing.
Bruce was kind enough to loan me one of his cars that he had saying that it would be good for one of them to be driven. The car that he let me use was a red camaro. I got into the car and drove to the city.
After driving around for a while I parked the car and got out. I looked around and saw the library, a park nearby and a few other stores. I checked out the library for a while and signed up for a library card. I then went to the park and spent an hour there walking around. After leaving the park I walked quickly through the crowd of people on the sidewalk.
Walking around for about ten minutes I sat down on a bench. I let out a sigh as I looked around the place. I saw people walking, or standing at the near by bus stop. It was a nice city, though there were some shady people around.
"Looky here boys!" I heard a man from a near by bar shout.
I gulped as the men grabbed a woman that was near by. They forcefully dragged her down a dark alley. I got up from the bench, placed the black hood of my jacket over my head and walked over to the alley. I looked down it and saw the man that had spoken earlier holding a knife to the woman.
"Be quiet" He growled at the woman.
"P-Please don't hurt me" She sobbed.
"Shh, we won't hurt you" The man told her.
"Much" One of the other men added with a chuckle.
I couldn't let those men hurt that woman! Somebody had to do something! I looked around for any signs of a police officer, but I didn't see any, that's when I began to looked around for anything that could possibly help me save her, but like earlier I did not see anything. I then looked to the exit and saw people walk by, none of them paying attention to what was going on. If they did none had shown it.
I'm so stupid for not bringing any protection! I should buy some pepper spray or a tazer gun, if I survive this un-harmed. I took a deep breath as the man ran a hand down the woman's hair and twirled some around his fingers.
"You know I like women with brown wavy hair" He said to her and I couldn't take it anymore.
I won't let someone hurt or touch someone like this, I had to at least try to stop him! So I climbed a fire escape and walked until I was above the men. I jumped down on one of the men, shocking everyone including myself. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this! I punched one of the men in the face making him back off a little, but the other three men grabbed me and tossed me into a set of metal trash cans.
I groaned as I stood up and glared at the three men walking over towards me. I looked around quickly for anything that could help me fight the three men. I saw something metal and rusted laying on the ground next to the turned over old dented metal trash cans. I ran over to the two cans and saw that it was an old rusted pipe. I grabbed it and ran at the three men.
I raised the pipe and slammed it down on one of the men head knocking him out cold. One of the men came at me. I swung the pipe again, but the man grabbed it from my hands and tossed it away. I backed away from and gulped when I hit the brick wall of a building. I looked around for anything that might help me, but saw none.
"Looks like we have a little hero" The man said before raising his fist behind him as he got ready to punch me.
While he was busy doing that, I took that as my chance to kick him in the groin. He fell to the ground with a high pitch grunt. I punched him in the face knocking him out. I grabbed the pipe that laid near by and turned back to the other men.
"Who's next?" I asked them in a low voice, hoping that I could take both of them with the pipe I had.
The two men laughed as they looked at me.
"What are you the new bat?" One of the men asked as they walked slowly over towards me.
My grip tightened on the pipe as the man got closer towards me.
"Maybe" I said with a smirk.
I swung the pipe at one of them hitting him in the gut, but it didn't bother him one bit. He grabbed the pipe and tossed it behind him. I kicked the man who had thrown the pipe behind him in the gut. The man grunted and smacked me, making me fall to the ground. I got up and tried to punch the man, but but he caught my fist and tossed me back to the ground.
I let out a growl and kicked his legs out from under him as he tried to punch me. The man got up and tried to grab me, but I ducked away from him. The man tried to grab me again, but I kicked him in the face making him fall to the ground with him holding his broken nose. I grinned and thanked God for the judo lessons I had been taking while I lived in New York.
I walked away from the man who laid on the ground and towards the leader of the group. He was a fairly big man, bigger then the three that I had taken care of. I grabbed the rusted pipe laying near by. The leader saw this got out his knife. I threw the pipe at the man's hand making him drop the knife. He growled and walked over to me.
"Why do you want to save this girl? You don't know her!" The man shouted pointing the woman, shook in fear as she watched all of this happening from the corner of the alley way.
"Because people like her needs to be saved from low life like you!" I said before jumping in the air, grabbing onto the escape ladder.
The man looked up at me as I swung towards him. My foot made contact with his face knocking him out cold. I landed on my feet and smiled after hearing the thump of the man hitting the ground. I let out a sigh standing up and looked at the woman with my hood lowered some more.
"Get out of here and call the police" I told her.
The woman nodded her head, thanked me and left quickly. I looked at the men before running the opposite direction of the woman. I had to get out of here quickly before the cops show up.
I jumped on a dumpster and climbed the chain linked fence. At the top I jumped down and ran away from the scene of the crime.
The sound of sirens near by made me walked a little bit faster towards the parked vehicle. I sat in the car for a moment as the adrenaline rush ran through me. I couldn't believe I had just done all of that! I just saved a woman who could had been killed! It felt great that I had done something like that, no wonder Batman had became who he was!
I started the car after the rush I felt began to die down. I drove away from the parking lot and back to Wayne manor. Once there Papa greeted me with a smile, but soon frowned when he saw that my clothes were dirty.
"What happened to you?" Papa asked me as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Well, this is kind of embarrassing" I said with a fake blush on my cheeks, "I was in the park when this cute great dane ran by me knocking me down onto the muddy ground. I was about to get up, but the dog jumped on me and began to lick my face"
Papa chuckled at the lie and told me to get cleaned up for lunch. I did as I was told and took a shower. Once I was finished with that lunch was ready, and I walked down to the kitchen where Bruce and Papa was sitting at the table watching the local news from a small flat screen TV.
"It seems that Gotham has a new hero patrolling the cities street and she goes by Batgirl!" The TV anchor woman said.
The screen went to the woman that I had saved earlier and a man holding a microphone.
"This is the woman that was saved by the Batgirl earlier today. Could you tell us what happened?" The man asked.
The woman nodded as her name appeared on the screen as Jenny Frankton.
"She appeared out of no where and jumped on one of the men. The other men threw her around a bit, but she got right back up and fought them all by herself! She didn't have a suit like the Batman or weapons, except for an old rusted pipe and she had a black hood over head so I couldn't see her face, but who ever she is, I just want to thank her so much for saving me. I don't know what my children would had done if something had happened to me. Thank you so much Batgirl" The woman said with tears in her eyes.
I smiled to myself as I sat at the table. Of course I wasn't going to be telling Papa or Bruce what had happened earlier.
I looked at the TV again when the reporter said that commissioner Gordon was wanting to say something about what had happened.
"I would like everyone to know that this Batgirl is most likely a teenager trying to play superhero, who got lucky. We haven't found anything about this girl. We're looking into it now as we speak. If anyone knows anything about this Batgirl please call the station and tell us what you know. Thank you" The commissioner said and I couldn't help, but feel a little anger towards him.
I wasn't a teenager! I'm twenty-nine years old, thank you very much!
"I wonder who Batgirl is?" Papa asked as we ate our food.
Bruce had this weird look on his face as he ate his food in silence. I shrugged my shoulders as I took a bite out of my food.
"Who ever she is the girl has guts" I said after swallowing the food, "I, for one can't even fight a grown man on my own"
"Then you need to carry something around that could help protect you then. Maybe a can of pepper spray or perhaps a small tazer gun?" Papa said.
"I was actually thinking about getting one of those earlier today" I told him, "I've heard that this city is still dangerous"
"It is, but not like it used to be" Papa said.
Once lunch was over, I went up to my room and read a book, before it was time for dinner. I put on the black dress, Bruce had gotten me and put my hair up in a bun with a few strands hanging. I put on a pair of black flats and walked down to the foyer, where Papa and Bruce was waiting for me.
"You look beautiful, my little Lily" Papa complimented and I blushed slightly.
"Thanks" I said and glanced at Bruce who was wearing his usual clothes, a robe over a black shirt and sweat pants.
"Have fun" Bruce said smiling and I nodded.
Papa and I left the manor and left for the city in the black car that Papa had picked me up in yesterday.