TheGreatTigerGoddess: Aw Yeah chapter 2! Muahahahaa! Now we get into some of the details on who this kid is and some drama fo yo mama! (im getting better in my American lingo)

Chapter 2 - Papers, Notepads, and Lilies

It was the day of Superman's funeral. Although Diana wanted to be next to Lois during the procession she thought it best not to. In fact, she stood as far away from the service to where no one would notice her or the tears of sadness she had started to shed. Although she knew nothing about who he was without the cape Diana still couldn't combat the feeling that she had lost a potential friend.

"Need a tissue?" Bruce asked walking up to Diana from behind. The scent of freshly ironed clothes and expensive cologne wafting around them when he finally stopped to stand at her side, watching as people started to leave the cemetery.

Before Diana had a chance to answer he quickly changed the subject.

"Hows the kid?"

"He's alive" Diana said glancing out of the corner of her eyes at Bruce. "The doctors put him in a coma for the time being until his bones and body are ready to be off the machines."

"Well if it helps I found some stuff about him." He said reaching inside his coat to pull out a small manila folder.

Diana took it and flipped though the pages while Bruce started to explain.

"His name is James Williams. Went missing over a year ago from a foster home out of Philadelphia. Apparently he has been in and out of foster homes since he was seven."

"Anything on the parents?" Diana asked.

"Unfortunately none at the moment. There was no paper trail before he first entered into their systems, they even called him a John Doe until a month after."

"What happened?" Diana asked curiosity rising.

"Turn to page nine."

Diana did just that and after a quick look she eyed the bottom of the page. It was a referral to send the kid to another home. After further looking she spotted the hand written message to the head supervisor.

/Writers Note: The note was written by college friend cus I have no idea what to put inside. She is super cool btw. Ok thats it/

" Dear Mrs. Pamilla,

We can not deal with him for much longer. Many of the kids here are deftly afraid of him. As much as I dont want admit, I am as well.

I have never seen a child act like this one in my whole life. He purposely secludes himself in the attic for days. It took Abraham almost several hours to get him out with out causing harm to the child but that is not the only problem. Samuel, our youngest, came to me the other day crying. He told me that the boy was talking in the middle of the night in the corner of the room. He told me that he started to repeat himself over and over about complete nonsense. when I went to check on the boy, thinking it was probably a nightmare like how the other children tend to have, I soon found that it wasn't.

To keep this letter appropriate I am afraid I am not able to say what the child spoke when I finally was able to calm him down. The next morning when I came to check on him he was acting like a normal child. It was as if he just turned into another person. When I asked him how he was feeling, calling him John as we were told, he just looked at me and told me that he wasn't John but rather someone named James Williams then just as he said that he switched back. He freaked out and I am afraid one of the other kids was hurt. Since then he has been exactly the same as before.

I know we are not allowed to look to far back into the child's past history, but I feel as if this is a case that needs to be looked over again. I am not sure how much longer we can put up with him and I am sorry to say that we really feel as though he should be switched over to an institution as soon as possible.

Please for the sake of the child,

Miriam "

"It seems as if the kid has split personalities. That could be the reason why they couldn't get any information out of him when they first found him." Bruce said turning his attention towards Lois as her family and friends gave her their condolences. "If you want I can take him back -"

"So that he could run away again? I don't think so." Diana cut in giving an angry glance up from the papers. "Look I know you think that there might be some sort of connection you think you might have with him, but I don't see it." Diana could tell she had pissed him off at that moment. It was almost comical the way he tried to hide it to as he stormed away a few yards making it look as though he was going to talk to Lois. However he stopped short when he came close to the sorry for him she placed the papers away in her coat and went over to him. Crossing her arms she came up beside him much like how he had done to her.

"The circus back east is carrying an empty box." He said staring intently at Lois as she picked up some of the dirt from the pile.

"They've done no harm to honor him. Accept he's a soldier."

"I've failed him." Bruce said giving a long pause. "Life, I wont fail him in death. Help me find the others like you?" He asked swaying the last word.

"Perhaps they don't want to be found."

"They will, and they'll fight. We have to stand together."

Diana sighed at his words. She knew what he was asking of her but did she really want to do it? She had been in hiding for so long. So many years spent trying to place the pieces back in order from what had happened. If she said yes, if she agreed, then she would be thrown into more bloodshed and more warfare. It was something she desperately did not want, but with the death of superman that meant that there was a major need for more allies. Sighing she turned to look at Bruce.

"A hundred years ago, I walked away from mankind. From a century of horrors." Diana said trying to steady her voice. She then looked over at the grieving woman as she stood from the dirt pile. "Man made a world where standing together is not possible."

"Men are still good." Bruce said as Lois placed the dirt on top of Superman's casket before walking away. "We fight. We kill. We betray one another,...but we can rebuild. We can do better. We will. We have to."

Diana was perplexed by his words. What makes him think that these people he wants to unite have to fight for man? Turning to face him fully she asked him. "The others like me, why did you say they have to fight?"

Bruce turned to her and looked into her now worried eyes, but not for long. "...Just a feeling..." That was the last thing he said before falling silent.

Diana almost scoffed. Men Always going on feelings. But she did not challenge him. Instead she turned to her phone that started to buzz in her coat pocket. Stepping aside she started to make her way back to her car as she answered the phone.

"Ms. Prince? This is doctor Hopkins. Your nephew is awake."

TheGreatTigerGoddess: WHA BAM! HOWS THAT FOR NOT KNOWING SHIT IN THE DC/MARVEL VERSES! I think I handled that pretty well and even gave ya'll some drama. Although it's no Day's In Our Lives bulldonkey the drama will only get worse. Especially next chapter when we get to meet James.

P.S. Those of you who don't like the story don't bark at me in Private Messenger. Last week I had 20 messages (all about three pages long) on how this and my other stories suck, including my Jurassic World one. (which I am proud is going well by my 100 + followers) If you have a complaint please message me in a polite and peaceful manner. Do not use curse words or racist language unless you are saying it in a joking manner and state that you are only joking. Otherwise I will block you and send a report to the Fanfiction Main Admins. I don't want to but i will if push comes to shove.