Bruce Wayne was sitting watching the board members as they sat still and straight. He was grilling them about what he had found out his company yet again sold to the black market. He was just trying to figure out who undermined him yet again, they didn't think he could handle the president position still as they had underlayed their thinking that he was still yet to young for the position. But he knew the ins and outs because of Alfred who had assisted him before he could even remember. Bruce looked down the sides of the table letting the silence go on for a little longer by no means was he trying to cororce them into thinking it was over by a mile. He would make them regret hey even sold or even thought about selling to the black market for personal gain yet again.
Bruce knew by now how to fight by double standards to keep him safe from the injustices hat his companion and employees were dishing out. Bruce had friends in dark places and the right places so he knew he could easily get want he wanted. He looked up through pitted black eyes at the board in front of him. He smiled his usual smile letting them think it was just another board meeting, this was however a turning point to their single pointed views of him being just a teenager out of high-school now. He slammed a hand down onto the table as he stood getting their attention and made a few of them jump.
Bruce walked out of the conference room wearing a smirk and dumb struck board members left to let the new information settle in. Bruce walked down to take his car to do some shopping for new suits. He watched the scenery change after a long day of getting fitted for work suits. He would wear the best to show his employees and the board members he meant business.
After dark shadows moved around the slums of Gotham City, the shadows covered all the strays and people who were doing their best to stay alive and feed. Selene was sitting on the edge of a balcony hearing the people below her fight again about mob turf as any other night it happened. A squeak caught her attention and she peered down and saw a box shift slightly. She moved elegantly down from her post and slid beside the box with ease, silence and stealth. Her eyes trained on the two mobs verbally beating each other up at this moment but could turn for the worst any second. Taking a chance and peering into the box she saw a young boy who was clutching an old worn out backpack. Swearing underneath her breath she held out a hand. "Come on kid this is not a place to be definitely if one of those muscle heads decides to bring out fire power and I doubt your carrying anything am I right." Selene smiled hoping to get this kid out of gun shot range before a gun war happened tonight.
Harry watched the women in front of him, it had been several says since he was left in Gotham and he had stayed in the box all this time not knowing what else to do. This women said she was going to take him somewhere without firing arms going off. He knew that he shouldn't go with her as she was a stranger but he was hungry and didn't want to die. As no one had found him or even thought to look for him as he knew he just looked like any other runaway kid. His green eyes started to black out at the edges and soon sleep had caught him off guard.
Selene watched he boy think and something in her head told her to catch the boy. Before she knew it she was carrying he boy out of the box and out of the street away from the mob fight which she did not want to be caught in right now. Sure she was good at stealing and defending herself now that she had gained a few added abilities since turning nineteen. Life had been hard on the streets and she knew she had to help his boy get a handle on it before he could even begin living on his own. She kept to the shadows which was easy and keeping above ground had become second nature as she land on a building's roof top after jumping a short distance with the kid in her arms as she neared her hide out for the week.
She knew never to be in he same place after what happened a couple years ago as it still hurt even to think about it. She got her revenge and justice and it was bitter sweet as it was her third person's blood on her hands now. She normally would have left them totally beaten and left for Jim Gordon but she had wanted blood for blood and that is what she got. Selene put the small boy down onto a few blankets she had in the broken down greenhouse this building had.
Looking to the sky she saw the stars through the window panes. Wondering who could have left this young boy or what happened for him to run. She would have to wait until morning, wrapping some extra blankets she had stashed in the corner in case it got really cold at night. Living on the streets was not what nobody deserved other then criminals n he stupid mobs. Her eyes caught the boy shivering and she felt bad so she pulled him close to her body to try and share her heat to warm him up.
Harry awoke the next morning to heavy breathing and warmth that he had never had when living with his extended family. He just laid here not knowing what to do, what was holding him and why was he so warm and most of all where was he. Looking around from the pile of blankets he could see glass and shelving around him but nothing pointed out where he could be.
Selene felt the boy stir in her arms as if looking around and frightened with what was going on since she told him without his previous knowledge. She got up slowly as not to scare the boy any further "Hi, I'm Cat and I saved you from a possible shooting by a territory war last night. I also heard your stomach there let's get some food into you. You are way to skinny to be living with someone so how long have you been on the streets?" she introduced herself then heard his stomach in between her explanation.
Harry watched the older female with fear not trusting her as she took him from his safe box he had found after being left here and forgotten. He heard her but didn't know if she actually wanted an answer or not, but taking his chances he held up five fingers to her. "Five months?" she asked as if she was making sure she didn't misinterpret him and he shook his head. "Five weeks?". The female seemed to think he lived on the streets longer for what ever reason but again shaking his head no "five days?" there was skepticism with her question but he nodded his head yes to let her know that she was indeed correct.
"How can you be this skinny and hungry only five days on the street kid as it makes no sense. Did your family with hold food?" the girl tried to dig deeper and Harry didn't know how to answer as he was on his own now. He just nodded his head slightly and waited for the hand to hit him but it never came but he could hear her swear underneath her breath. He looked up to her rummaging in a pile and handed him bread with a piece of fruit. He tore into it like a hungry hyena on a carcass.
Selene watched as the boy almost swallowed the food whole. She smiled at least she could possibly help he boy at least get on his own feet.
The next several weeks was teaching Harry how to pickpocket and get away without them following you, he seemed to have a natural knack to disappear through the surrounding area around himself. Selene smiled as Harry came back to the small pad they found empty for that week. "So what did you get this trip into Gotham streets?" Selene looked intrigued as she found out the this boy had an ability to seek the rich pockets of the pockets with barely anything to keep them with shelter over their heads. She taught him to sort the people and he was able to pick up the tips and non verbal cues people gave out.
Harry was speaking more and a little more freely now since coming to Gotham and being left to fend for himself. Having Selene helping him through this hard time was a life saver for him and having money to get food and fill his stomach was nice for a change. Harry had gained a little bit of weight while he was with Selene. Selene had gone for a few days this week as Harry watched the people mill about below him from where he sat up on the building's ledge.
His green eyes staring off into the distance as they tracked a young man in an expensive suit as Selene had taught him. He got up and fell to he balcony below with cat's grace as he moved quickly never loosing his target. He and Selene found out that he was not like other children his age as he had a higher retention rate and a mind of a small genius. She had said it would help him beat he streets and move up in Gotham. As his feet hit he pavement he saw his target moving from the shirt store to the next, he knew he would have to move quickly if he wanted to have money for the week to pay for food.
Bruce Wayne was walking to pick up his orders that just finished being made to his size and preference and just heading to the shoe store when a young boy run past him at a full run. Two police officers run past him as well as if chasing the young boy. He smirks as he watches the boy turn a sharp corner meters away but no crashing sounds as if the boy just disappeared in thin air. The two officers come out of the alley huffing "That kid is worse then Selene on a good day. Man that kid can run." One told the other who was huffing and puffing still as he called in to dispatch that they yet again lost the kid.
"Hey check your pockets just in case." The one officer told him with eyes telling him he was the one he was spoken to. Bruce checked his pocket but he found that his wallet was missing and swore for clumsiness. "We have been trying to catch that kid for a couple weeks now and he makes Robin Hood seem real at this point. He just appears the disappears after he snatches from rich guys like you so watch out."
Bruce seemed a little unnerved that a kid stole from him that easily with little to no effort. But did the officer just say Selene, he would have to talk to her about the kid if he could find her.