A Twist In The Story

by KuroKumiKappa

Bruce Wayne was having a normal life, from being a millionaire to the famous Batman, he had it good. But what if he found out he has a niece and she was staying with him? What chaos and mayhem will the two create. Rated T for Violence and mild language. (PAUSED FOR THE MOMENT AND ALSO REWRITING IT!)

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2 - Getting Settled

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone from the Justice League
Claimer: I do own my character and the plot of this story

Note: I am glad that you liked the first chapter. I have made the second chapter for you fans of the story. I will apologize ahead that this story is kinda not action/adventure or funny yet. But I promise next chapter will start it. Also I'm going to put chapters of this on every Friday if I am not too busy. But this week, I decide to give you one more chapter until Next Friday. Enjoy and R&R

Recapped:

I was about to close the door, but a black combat boot caught the door and prevented me from shutting it. I glared at her.

"First off, I'm not selling anything so you don't have to worry about that." she started out first.

I opened my jug of milk waiting for her to at least to explain herself.

She hesitated but said, "My name is Jocelyn Wayne, and I'm your long lost/unknown niece."

Jocelyn POV

After I told him that I was his long lost niece, he had this look that someone just kicked his puppy and put a crab down his pants. I don't want to sound mean but... it was awesome.

Then he shakes his head, "There is no way you are my niece. You have no proof."

"Oh that's right," I realized and dug through my slingbag, "I was supposed to give you..."

I dug out a paper that had something to what my mom wrote to Bruce (What? It's kinda awkward to start calling him Uncle) and handed it to him.

He takes it and scans it real quick. After what seemed like three seconds, he sighed and grabbed one of my bags.

I followed him carrying the other bag and I slowly looked around the inside of the mansion.

If I thought the outside of this place was huge, the inside was bigger. It was amazing, but at the same time, kind of depressing. I felt like I just moved into a medieval castle and they still had the creepy statues and stuff.

"Put your bags in the living room, Alfred will take them to your new room when he gets home." Bruce said as he was heading toward the kitchen.

"Alfred?" I asked in confusion.

"He's the butler of the place, but he is also a friend of the Wayne family." He explains short and sweet.

I shrugged and dropped the bags in the living room. I quickly followed Bruce to the kitchen since I was still new to the mansion.

Before I barely sat on the stools of the kitchen, Bruce looks and points at me, "Don't tell Alfred I do this."

I was about to ask what and why, until he took a huge drink of milk... from the carton. Then it gets worst... he put it back in the fridge!

Only one word came to mind when I saw him do that, "Gross." I scrunched up my face.

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Bruce POV

After I drank a little bit of the milk, I smiled to myself and put it in the fridge.

As soon as I did that, I heard a small voice saying 'gross.'

I sighed and turned to her with a thought, "I almost forgot about you. Too bad."

I sat in a stool across from her and stared at her, "You are going to answer my question truthfully and honestly. If I sense that you are at any point in time, lying to me, I won't let you live here."

Her eyes widen, but she nodded in acceptance.

So the interrogation began, "Who are your biological parents?"

She looked back at me and kept her eyes on me, "My mother is... or was Evelyn Wayne." But she started to hesitate about the father's name.

"What's your father's name?" I asked what sounded like a firm demand.

"I don't know." she replied sharply, "He died before I was born."

I felt bad about how I intruded on that, before I could apologize to her, she continued speaking, "But the only fatherly figure I have ever come close to was Roger Johnson."

"I thought your last name was Wayne?" I asked trying to make sure I get it correct.

"It is." She answered, "Mom wanted me to keep my last name of her maiden name."

I rolled my eyes and placed my right hand on my forehead, "Of course that's my sister." I thought to myself bitterly, "You could have chosen anyone you wanted to take care of your child. So why me?"

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Jocelyn POV

It became quiet after Bruce wanted to know about my parents' names and he put his hand on his forehead like he was on the verge of a headache.

"Are you okay?" I asked trying to sound concerned.

He immediately sat up and responded, "I'm fine." I knew he was lying but I just let it go.

"Okay," he continued the wanna-be cop interrogation, "so I guess I have to register you in Gotham High, right?"

"Nope." I said with a grin, "I'm already enrolled in it."

He raised an eyebrow at me with my mother's signature 'are you serious' look.

"Hmmmmm guess he really is my Uncle. OH GOD IT BURNS US! Oh right he asked me a question."

"Mom wanted a better education for me... and she couldn't do homeschooling very well." I replied.

He chuckled silently to himself, "That sounds just like her..."

Soon another silent moment surrounded us both and it became very awkward. I felt I would purposely just fall over and start to twitch randomly.

Before I was about to put it into action, I heard a door open and an English gentlman's voice graced across the room, "Master Bruce, are you still home?"

Bruce sat up and replied, "Yes I'm home Alfred. Come to the kitchen, I need...you to...meet someone."

Soon enough, an old man with white hair, gentle brown eyes and wearing something that a gentleman would actually wear walked into the room with a well mannered stride.

"Oh, who is this fine young lady?" he asked, very curious.

I stood up and reached out my hand waiting for Alfred to accept a hand shake, "I'm Jocelyn. Jocelyn Wayne. Shaken, not stirred."

He shook my hand with a chuckle and gave Bruce a weird look like he wants an explanation. Bruce looks at him, "It's Evelyn's daughter."

Alfred nodded his head and turned back to me, "Well Miss Jocelyn, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Alfred Pennyworth, and I have been part of your Uncle's life since the day he was born."

I smiled, "Cool." Of course an immediate thought popped into my head, "Alfred is a very cool guy."

Bruce looks at Alfred, "Can you take her bags up to her new room. Just use one of the guest room that no one uses."

Alfred nodded and went to the living room to retrieve my bags. I followed so I could, not only help him, but I wanted to know where my new room was.

On the way up the, what seems like forever stairs, I started to ask Alfred some... personal questions.

"So did you know about my mom?" I asked him.

He gave me a gentle smile, "Yes I did know Ms. Evelyn. She was a very spirited woman. She loved to be around nature and even sometimes bring nature into the mansion. But the most important thing about her was, she loved your Uncle and wanted to protect him from everything."

I asked another, "So, how come my mom never mentioned... Bruce for a long period of time? Did something happen between them? Well I mean besides the burglar thing."

I wanted to know more about my mom. She was so open about everything, except for her personal life. I wanted to know what it was like for her when she was a kid and such.

Alfred sighed sadly, "That was just the beginning. But I will not go into other details about what happened. Besides it's not my story to tell. It's your Uncle's tale. You must ask him about... that sort of questions."

I nodded and Alfred stopped at the end of the hallway, where there were two doors with two gold door handles on them.

"This is your room." Alfred said and he opened the door.

I couldn't believe that this HUGE room was all mine. It was as big as my old house living room. I started exploring in here. I had a walk in closet, a personal bathroom, and a balcony. I was excited.

"This room was your mother's room once." Alfred explains.

I smiled at him, "I love it. I really do."

He nodded, "That is good to hear. Now, I must prepare supper for the two of you and I will also join. Since you are the main honor of this household, what would you like to eat?"

I started thinking but all I could think of was... hamburger. "Can you make some hamburger? If it's not too much trouble of course."

He chuckled, "Of course, Miss Jocelyn."

Before Alfred left, I had to say something, "Alfred..."

He turns toward me and stares at me.

"Just call me Jocelyn."

He nodded and left. I was all alone in this new room and all I can do was lay on the same bed, my mom laid on when she was young.

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Bruce POV

After Jocelyn and Alfred left, I stood up and walked to the grandfather clock. I put in the code to the Bat Cave and entered in.

I walked all the way to the main computer and just sat down. All I could do was think.

I didn't realize until I felt his hand on my shoulder that Alfred was standing there all this time.

"She looks just like Evelyn." Alfred said in a whisper.

I nodded, "Yeah she does. It almost scares me."

Alfred continued, "But I think she has your attitude and skills, Master Bruce."

I had to chuckle, "There is no way she has my attitude or skills. If she looks like her mother, she sounds like her mother when she was a teenager, during the only time she visits after...what happened. She has her mother's attitude and skills. This means she is like a train waiting to get wrecked."

Alfred sighed and just left me in the Bat Cave. After a while, I decided to also leave the Cave.

Dinner came and went. We were all kind of quiet and silently ate dinner. We (I mean Jocelyn and Alfred) went to bed early. I had to gather some information from the Justice League and see if there were any worldly disasters that needed the Bat's attention.

"Clark, it's Bruce can you hear me?" I asked in the C'omm Link.

"Loud and clear Bruce. What's up?" Clark answered like the Boy Scout member that he is. I wonder if he was actually in Boy Scouts.

"Has anything happened to the city during my day off?" I asked.

"Negative Batman. It has been a surprisingly peaceful day." Superman answered.

"Damn." I muttered to myself. The only day off I got (forced by Alfred and pretty much everyone else I "know") and I find out my long lost... Jocelyn (AN: it is as awkward for him to call her his 'niece' like Jocelyn calling him her 'Uncle') and my sister tells me to watch and protect her and stuff.

"You alright Bruce? You sounded like you're about to break walls." Clark asked, forgot about his super sense of hearing.

Batman replied, "Nothing. Everything is fine. I got to go."

Before Scout Boy can even say anything, I turned off the communication between me and him.

I decided to head up to bed and get some sleep.

My last thought before I fell into the abyss of dreams was, "Maybe tomorrow might be better than today.'

TA-DA! Chapter 2 is complete! Like I said before please R&R and tune in on the next chapter! Good Night!