A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I'm not dead. I haven't fallen off the face of the Earth. But school is a real bitch. When I finish school I'm never going back. NEVER. Anyway back to the story. I've had this chapter finished and ready to be posted. I just... forgot. Please don't hate on me. I have the worst memory imaginable. But I'm soo happy that you've been enjoying this story. And here's chapter 3. :)
OC P.O.V.
Later that night I decide to go to someone who could possibly help me. So I do the cliche move and put pillows in my bed, making it look like I'm sleeping. I open up my window as quietly as I can (which I mastered due to my nightly activities). I looked out the window making sure no one was there, and started to climb down the trellis. When I got towards the bottom, I jumped off and tried to get a sense of direction. Which -mind you- I suck at doing. Considering I haven't been to this part of Gotham in eight years. The road is completely deserted. There's no one out at this time of night. I decide to walk down the street. I can see the city skyline which means I'm going in the right direction.
When I get to the city I look up at all the tall buildings. I find the one I need to get on top of. I go to the nearest building and walk down the alleyway. I climb the fire escape until I reach the top. When I do, I walk to the edge of the building. It's a fair distance apart from the one next to it. I take a couple of big steps back an get into a running stance. I take a running start and launch myself over the edge. I fly through the air. The slight breeze pushing my hair back out of my face. When I get near the other building I pull my legs to my chest. As I near the ground I do a somersault and land in a crouched position. I stand up and look for my destination. It's a couple of buildings over.
I repeat the same running and jumping process until I'm on the building next to it. This time when I jump, I aim for the fire escape. I do the same running start and jump. When I land, I have my hands on the bottom rung of the ladder. I pull myself up to the top of the ladder and onto the roof of GCPD. I move myself so I'm in the shadows. When I am, I notice the Commissioner standing next to the Bat Signal talking to the Batman himself. My first thought is where's Robin? He's always with Batman.
Batman and the Commissioner are talking about the latest crime. Catwoman. Another heist that she's pulled and the Commissioner wants him to track her down. I think I know what the Dark Knight is thinking. Or at least why Catwoman pulled the heist. She wants him to chase her. In a way we all want someone to chase after us. Or at least to recognize us. To know we're here.
When the Commissioner turns around the Dark Knight is nowhere to be found. He sighs in annoyance and the regularity of it. He turns off the Bat Signal and walks back inside the building. When he's gone, I walk out into the open and look out into the night. I knows he's there. Very few people know when I'm near. And he's one of them.
"You can come out now, Batsy." I say into the night. He walks out from the shadows and waits for my next move. I turn around to see him standing there, brooding as always. He relaxes slightly- well, as much as the Dark Knight can relax- realizing I'm not going to attack.
"You probably don't know who I am. Everyone who I thought knew me, doesn't." I cast my eyes down to the floor, sadly. I have to push through if I want to fix this. If I want to figure out what's going on. I need his help and a pity party isn't going to get me anywhere.
"Anyway…. I'm not supposed to be here. I don't know how I got here or why. But I do know everything's not the same as it was." I start to ramble a bit. And when I dare to stop myself, I can tell I'm wasting his time. Or at least he feels that way. I can tell he's completely and utterly confused. And probably sizing up a room for me in Arkham right about now. Maybe one near the Joker's room. Hopefully not. After all that sick son of a bitch has put me through.
"Listen, I know you probably think I'm wasting your time. But you have to help me, ok. I just want to know what's going on. I know everything about you and your gang of superheroes. I'm not a stranger to you. Well, at least where I'm from, I'm not. Please, don't be alarmed….. Bruce." I whisper the last bit soo quietly that the only way I know he heard me, is because his eyes widened behind his cowl. I can tell he's furious and most likely thinks I'm going to expose him.
He grabs my arm and asks me gruffly, "Who are you? And what do you want?" He narrows his eyes underneath his mask and looks at me accusingly.
"My name is May Redmond and I can't explain everything right now. At least not here. I mean you no harm. I'm not going to expose you. I've known your secret for a long time and I haven't exposed you thus far. You can trust me. Now, can we just go to the Bat Cave and I'll explain everything?" I practically plead with him. My eyes begging him to believe me. His shocked expression returned as soon as I mentioned the Bat Cave.
He could tell that I was telling the truth, luckily. He puts his arm around me and shoots his grapple gun to the nearest tall building. It reminds me of the good old days. When me and Tim used to glide through the night together. It was one of the only times that we'd actually spend time together outside of school. We called it 'date night'. We were corny like that. In an instant I wish that was now. That everything could go back to the way things were.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I'm bored in English with nothing better to do. So I figured instead of reading Fan Fiction, I should post something. And there you have it, people, my life story.
~Animals
