Notes: Ah, here it is Chapter 3! Yay! I've been away from my computer for a week and a half, dying to update this story... It haunts my dreams =) haha. Okay well, please review. Thanks for Reading, more to come soon.
New Movie? Hollywood Claims to know nothing. Another Sighting of Hellboy?
At once the Headlines caught Red's attention. The paper Liz Sherman had just thrown onto the table in front of him held a picture of Red as he ran away, Bruce Wayne's famous daughter in his arms- of course it was blurry. He read on.
A recent sighting of a large, red, man on the streets of Gotham City have got people buzzing. Some claim he looked like a replica of Comic star- Hellboy. He was seen carrying away a young girl, some claim her to be millionaire Bruce Wayne's daughter; Pheonix Wayne. Although co-manager of Hollywood Productions claims to know nothing of a film being shot containing anything like what many claim to have seen, On Main St. in front of a McDonald's fast food resturaunt. Although this story is yet still a mystery the citizens of Gotham City will soon discover what exactly is going on in their lovely town.
He sighed. He would be definately low profile for a while, no way did he want any press organizations on his tail, that would make his life a living hell-more than it already was.
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Pheonix panicked. After seeing the paper she didn't know what to expect from her father who had no doubt read it before her. In the picture the girl was being carried by a large, red monster, and no doubt was she wearing the same hat as Pheonix had been. Durr she thought, of course dad was going to find out sooner or later, Ohh what am I going to tell him?
My room, please.
(Bruce Wayne)
Pheonix was confused. She had expected anger from her father, not the calm attitude his text portrayed now. She replied;
On my way dad.
And she headed down the hall to check in with her dad. The penthouse was extremely small compared to Wayne Manor and it only took about half a minute to make it to her dads bedroom where he was seated at his computer desk. Charts covered the screen and Pheonix didn't even bother to try to figure out what it was, what exactly her father did she couldn't figure out. "What's up dad?"
"Well, just wanted to let you know I'm going away for a few weeks."
"Alright, business trip?" She asked
"Actually a little vacation" he smiled guiltily. "but you'll be alright here with Alfred?"
"Dad, it's not like anything bad's going to happen to us. You act as if we're going to get blown up tomorrow I mean serious--" Aw Crap she thought Wrong example, jeezus why am I so plain stupid? Pheonix reached up and let her fingers brush the piece of metal that hung around her neck.
Rachel Dawes, her father's best friend and love, had been killed in an explosion set up by the Joker. A weird guy that ran around in make-up and a purple suit killing people. She and Harvey Dent, another one of my dad's friends had been set in different buildings filled with gas drums and a bomb set to blow. The death of Rachel had hurt Pheonix just as much as it hurt her father, as Rachel was like a mother to Pheonix. The necklace that hung around her neck was a tiny silver heart, which had forever engraved into a rectangle next to it. The other necklace to the set said friends and belonged to Rachel.
"Aw, dad, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it." She bit her lower lip
"No, it's okay. Well, I better get going, just, you be good for Afred, Okay?"
"I promise I will. You sure you're okay?"
"I'm always okay."
"Now no one's that good." She murmured. "bye dad, Love you." she gave him a light peck on the cheek and began to walk away
"Nice picture in the paper by the way." He stated with a smile on her face.
"Don't tell me you believe that dad."
"You never know what's out there."
