Okay, so from the reviews I got, a lot of people liked the Roy and Tori scene. I just hope I can continue to make you guys happy.
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Tori POV
Ever since I got back, I hadn't been able to stop. I had to see who the heir was, who Ra's chose to ruin our lives with. No matter what I did though, I didn't find what I needed. The only thing I had come close to figuring it out was a traceable sign from where this was sent from. You would think it would be goo enough, but the results didn't make sense. The only place it led back to was a building that had been shut down for years.
I ran a background check on everything I could find about the building and found something very weird. The building had records of using large amounts of electricity. What was that about? I frowned as I thought about what they could be doing that could take that much electricity. The only thing I knew of that could possibly take that much was cloning. But why would Talia and Ra's clone somebody?
Just then, the plan that interrupted the ball party at Wayne Manor came back to me. It was a possibility, but how would she be able to get the blood? She never made any of us get blood tests. I closed my eyes and thought back to that day. The attack had been bad. It still haunted my dreams seeing everyone like that. Damian getting hurt that much- wait.
My eyes flew open as I remembered seeing Damian a bloody mess on the ground. That would explain why she would bring him out first instead of Jason. But there was no proof that it was Damian's clone. Well, unless I got the video feed.
I started typing on the key board and waited patiently for Barbara to answer. "What do you need? And didn't Bruce tell you to go to bed?" Barbara asked as her face appeared on the screen.
"Yes he did, but I need a favor. Do you think you can find a video feed for me?" I asked pleading. She must have seen my desperation and she nodded.
"Sure, what is the video you need?" Barbara asked curiously.
"It's a building that was supposed to be shut down. The weird thing is, it's using so much electricity it's taking that energy from other places. I'll send you the address." I said, sending it to her computer.
"Okay. Tori, you wouldn't ask me to do this unless you had a hunch of what it is. What do you think happened there?" Barbara asked. Over the years, Barbara had become a lot like a sister to me. We got close, and well, she obviously knew how to read me.
"I'll tell you after you find the video." I said after a while and closed the video.
"You know, you are getting very much like Master Bruce when it comes to ending conversations." Alfred said behind me.
"And I'm like my brothers when it comes to following orders. I'm guessing your down here to tell me to go to bed." I said, exiting out of the files I was on.
"No. I came down here to tell you to eat dinner. You left for the Mountain before you ate." Alfred said, standing next to the chair I was sitting in. Oh, he remembered that, huh?
I sighed and pushed myself out of the seat. "I was hoping you forgot." I said as I followed him upstairs.
"Master Bruce hopes I forget as well, but we both know that never happens." Alfred said. I snickered at that.
Over the last 3 years, I had become a lot like Dad. My detective skills were higher than my twins, and my intelligence was starting to exceed Talia's. The only reason I was in the grade I was now was because Dad didn't want me to get too far ahead or else I would be another grade ahead.
The only thing that made me look anything like Talia was my figure. I had a petite frame and I walked in the heels in a way only Talia could. "I thought Dad was getting better about it. Dick said he ate and slept more since I came around. He probably didn't want me to think it was okay to do the same." I commented.
"Master Bruce has. You, however, are starting to fall back onto your old habits." Alfred said, giving me a look. It wasn't a glare, but it was a very unsettling look.
"You know what Leslie said, I can't help it if I start relapsing. Besides, I've been doing better since I was 10." I said, not looking him in the eyes.
"As that maybe, you were living on your when you were 10. Now you are here, so you must eat. I think I have heard Master Bruce mention something of benching you for not eating." Alfred said, letting the info sink in.
The thing with Alfred, he had used the before. When I was 10 and a half, he said Dad was thinking about benching me for not eating enough. Dad hadn't really been thinking about doing that, but Alfred had told me it anyways. It worked to get me to eat more, but it pissed me off when I found out he had lied to me. The question was, was he lying right now, or not?
"How do I know your not lying like last time?" I asked suspiciously.
"You do not, Mistress Christina. But do remember that if you don't take it into consideration, you may be benched." Alfred said, humor in his eyes. Maybe we rubbed off onto Alfred, because I'm pretty sure that was something all my brothers would do.
After being forced to eat a plate of pasta Alfred had made before. "Now I'm telling you to go to sleep." Alfred said as started going to bed.
"Yeah, yeah, Alfred. I get it." I grumbled with my stomach feeling like it was going to explode.
I walked to my room and changed into my pajamas. Me and Damian stopped sleeping in the same room with each other ever since we turned 11, both of us saying we wanted our own room. Damian got to keep the room we were in, and I got a room that connected with a bathroom.
It didn't have much in it, no posters, photos, or anything to do with me personally. The only thing I had to show there was someone living here were my cloths, laptop, and my book shelf of books that I liked. Everyone said that I should have something more personal, but really, it was just against my OCD to put more stuff up. I think Dad was the only one to understand that.
I laid on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. Everything was just starting to get good in my life, then Ra's had to have some plan for revenge. Why couldn't he just leave us alone? I drifted to sleep, feeling darkness take me before the nightmares started. Hopefully I wouldn't wake anyone up like I did last week.
(Line Break)
"So, how are you liking Gotham Prep?" I asked Alex as we sat under the same tree as yesterday.
"It's okay. But, I miss my old city." She said with a shrug. I nodded in understanding. Gotham was the worst city ever, I would be surprised if she liked Gotham at all.
"Hey, Tori." A familiar voice said from above us. Wait, what was he doing at Gotham Prep?
"Hey, Xavier. What are you doing at Gotham Prep? I thought you went to the school on Shade Drive." I said, looking up at the tree branch above me. Xavier was there with a smirk on his face.
"I got a scholarship for the art class here. Apparently they want more people who can sculpt." Xavier said, jumping from the tree.
"Hey, you guys know each other?" Alex asked, her eyes darting back and forth from me and Xavier.
"Yeah, how do you guys know each other?" I asked, looking back at Alex.
"We met a week ago at the mall. How did you guys meet?" Xavier asked.
"Yesterday under this tree for lunch." I said, putting the plastic bag that once held on sandwich in my lunch box. Alex looked at me with something like, jealousy in her eyes. Why would she be jealous?
"Cool, but not why I came out here. Do you know where you want to go for our date yet, Alex?" Xavier asked. Wait, these two were dating? And Xavier didn't tell me? What, does the title brother mean nothing anymore?
"You had a date, and you didn't tell me? I'm supposed to be your surrogate sister, and you don't even tell me you got a date." I said with disbelief. He smiled at me sheepishly and I saw the jealous look in her eyes fade to embarrassment.
"Oh, so that's how you know him. And yeah, I have an idea. Want to see Rise of the Guardians with me? I heard they have a russian santa, and now I want to see it." She said, looking at Xavier.
"Can't go wrong with a russian santa. This friday?" Xavier asked. She nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I am making one thing clear. If you guys break up, you both have to promise to still be friends because it would be horrible for me to deal with that." I said, looking at them with a stern glare.
"Deal." They said at the same time.
I smiled and for a second everything seemed fine. "Well, look where all the geeks went." A high-pitched voice said. And that moment went crashing down into a pit of hate.
"What do you want Ashley?" I asked with an annoyed growl.
"Just wondering why you weren't in the cafeteria. After all, how else am I going to pass Math if you don't do my homework." Ashley asked, dropping her work on me.
I felt my eyes twitch. With what happened last night, I was not happy. In fact, I was boarding homicidal rage. "Do it yourself." I spat at her, getting my things and going to the art hall.
"Excuse me?!" She asked, her voice going even higher. I didn't even know a human voice could reach that high pitch tone.
"You heard me. Do it yourself." I said again, Alex and Xavier walking after me, snickering at her shocked face. We all walked to the art hall, her yells directed at our backs.
"That was fun." Xavier said with a smirk.
"Agreed. We should do that everyday. Say we won't do her homework and record her face when she freaks out. We could probably win America's Funniest Home Video's with that tape." Alex said with a nod.
"Yup. Then we can spend the money on art supplies and rub into her face that she can't draw for crap." I said with a smile. Ashley knew she couldn't draw, and it was a fact that she hated with every fiber of her being.
"Totally! And then we can send AFHV that video and we can call it the sequel to the first whining bitch video." Xavier said. We all burst out laughing, and I heard Ashley scream even louder.
We all went to the art hall, waiting for everyone to get there. Everything was almost great. The only thing that was wrong was Ra's plan. But as they say, it's quiet before the storm.
After more lectures on History and other subjects, I finally got out of class. I told Alfred I would walk home again and now I was regretting it. Why? Because Zach Starling was waiting for me by the tree he had pushed me against yesterday. Why can't these bullies just stop?
"Leave me alone, Zach." I said as he followed me.
"No. That guy cut our conversation short, sweet babe. I don't like that." He said, grabbing my shoulder and turning me around roughly.
"Too bad. Now leave me alone." I said, scowling at him. He barked out a laugh, his blonde hair swaying in the wind.
"Yeah, how about, no. You see, you keep on telling me no. So I'm taking a different approach." He said with a leer. He shoved me against the same tree he had pushed me against yesterday, pushing me to where I was sitting. He pinned my legs down with his own, holding both my hands in his giant left one.
"You know right before I got knocked out the other day, I noticed you were raising your foot. And since I don't like getting hit there, I'm going to make sure you can't move at all." He said with a smirk.
"Piss off, asshole!" I screamed, trying to get out of his grip. He just tightened his hold, his smirk widening.
"You know you really shouldn't say that kind of stuff." He said, his face getting closer to mine. He grabbed my hair, pulling it so I couldn't move my head.
"And you really should listen to her." A rough voice said. A hand came out, snatching him away from me and dragging him backwards into a fist to his face.
I looked up and sighed. "Your going to tell Dad, aren't you?" I asked, looking up at my older brother. Well, all 3 of them.
"Fuck yes." Jason hissed as Damian glared at the teenager he punched. Dick helped me up, giving me a look. I was getting a lot of those looks.
I knew I should have taken Alfred's offer on a ride home.
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