Another update, well, because I know how much you guys like to read more about Sean:D

Chapter 22: Meeting Ivy and Clyde

"Why can't I call Alfred or detective Gordon to let them know I'm okay?" Bruce asks, walking down the stairs, watching at Selina, trotting after him.

"Because we're disappearing." Selinabeams a smile at Bruce, taking the last three steps until she reaches the main level. "You got to be like smoke. Smoke doesn't make phone calls."

Bruce looks hesitantly, cautious following Selina into the, with street kids crowded building. "What is this place?" he asks, his eyes quickly darting through the room.

"The Flea," Selina replies, walking across the big hallway. "It's like the mall for street kids, without the crappy music. We'll be safe here till dark."

Realizing, Bruce is attracting way to much attention with his 'fancy' clean clothes, Selina decides to suggest a make-over. Well, force, more likely. Bruce can't object.

"Much better," Selina cries gleefully, impressive looking as Bruce comes from the other room. There was no mirror to check for himself, so the young billionaire had to trust on her word. Which he didn't.

"Really? I'm not sure."

"You look badass!" Selina holds her thumbs up. Bruce looks worriedly. Badass is not what he wants to be. This whole new look, was not exactly he wanted to go for, but, since Selina was calling the shots, he had no other choice then to obey. "No lie."

"Hey, Cat," a small, tiny voice says behind the street girl, and she hurls around, staring into the eyes of a small street girl, with long dirty red hair and a green sweater. And what's with the bag?

"Ivy, what are you doing here?" Selina steps closer and squeezes the little girl into a hug. "What have you been up to?"

"Yeah, juvie caught me," Ivy explains, wrinkling her nose. "I got adopted upstate."

"Didn't take it?" Selina wrinkles her nose too.

Bruce, slowly and cautious, walks around Selina from behind, staring at Ivy.

"I know you," Bruce says, recognizing the red haired girl. "You're Mario Pepper's daughter."

"Yes," Ivy snaps, eyeing him suspiciously. "Who are you?"

"I'm Bruce Wayne," Bruce replies, not noticing Selina, standing beside him and shakes her head as signal for him to shut up. She drops her head, tiredly.

"Yes, you are." The red haired girl's face turns into a scowl. "Billionaire Bruce Wayne."

"Stay cool now, Ivy," Selina says, trying to calm the little girl. Ivy only becomes more infuriated.

"Why are you telling me that?! Why are you telling me what to do?!" she spats.

"I'm not," Selina replies quickly, defending herself. "I'm just saying, I don't want you to get mad at him. He's a friend."

"Why would I get mad at him? It's not his fault, is it?" the red haired girl, hisses between her teeth. A cold chill runs down Bruce's spine as the girls cold eyes bore into his. "Did you kill my dad? Do you make my mom cut her wrists?"

"No," Bruce stutters.

"Somebody did, but not him." The little girl seems to calm down again. "How you doing? You doing okay?"

"I'm okay," Bruce swallows nervously. "And you?"

"I'm doing great." The little girl sends a flirty gaze. "How do I look?"

"You look good." Bruce swallows again, but the lump in his throat only becomes bigger. He shifts, nervously.

"Have you seen Clyde the fence around?" Selina asks, quickly changing the subject.

"Yeah, he's working out of the Factory on the Narrows. He's cute, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is." Selina quickly grabs Bruce's wrist, protectively. "Uh, thanks, Ivy. Nice to see you. Uh, we got to go run and see Clyde."

"Oh," Ivy whimpers, eyes turning sad. "Okay, fine. Bye, then."

"Keep moving." Selina grabs Bruce tightly, forcing him to keep up with her pace.

"She's just a little girl," Bruce replies, not really understanding why his friend is getting all jumpy. "Why are you so scared of her?"

"Because she's scary," Selina snaps. Bruce turns his head to look at Ivy, but she stops him. "Don't look back."

Ivy knows that Selina would stay for another few hours hidden, waiting until night time. She also had seen pictures of Selina, people who were looking for her. Maybe she could earn some quick money. All she had to do, was go to the Factory and inform Clyde.

She needs the money. To stay out of juvie and foster care.

With a weird, hard lump in her stomach, Ivy leaves the Factory. She stares at the money in her hands, slowly regretting what she has done. She never wanted something bad happen to Selina. But the red haired girl also knows, there's no way back now.

Or maybe there was. Maybe she could linger around the Factory, waiting for Selina to show up and stop her from going in. Suddenly, a shadow casts over her.

"What have you done!" A young boy, grabs her tightly, piercing his brown eyes into the red haired girl's, fear-stricken eyes. She starts to whimper and is on the verge of crying. "Come on, talk!"

"I'm sorry, Sean!" Ivy cries, as she recognizes the guy. She had heard about him, trying to save children by sending them away by boat, like his dad tried to do with him and his family. "I didn't want to, but I need the money. I don't want to go back to juvie and-

"I asked, what did you do? Not why?" Sean hollers, shaking up the girl.

"I told Clyde, Cat is on his way. Why, I don't know but people are looking for her. But I regret it now."

"Oh, how sweet," Sean spats sarcastically, letting the girl go. "Take your money Ivy and go. I'll handle this!"

"Please don't tell Cat what I did," Ivy pleads, backing away from the angry street kid.

"That's not my job to do, though I think she'll figure out herself. If not, that's up to you whether you tell or not. Now go!"

Ivy scrambles away, while Sean takes a short run-up and hurls himself up onto a fire escape.

A few hours later, when it's dark, Selina and Bruce walk into the factory, loud music drumming into their ears. A large guy with a lot of 'bling,' sits behind his desk, making a phone call. The second he sees the young boy and girl, he hangs up.

"Cat! My baby!"

"Hey, Clyde," Selina greets, beaming a smile as she lingers closer. Bruce stays rooted in his spot.

"Well, what have you got for me?" Interestedly, the sly fence bends closer to the girl, who empties her pockets and chucks everything onto the table.

"Hey!" Bruce exclaims, recognizing the stuff from the manor. Selina shushes him with a firm look.

"WOW! Sweet swag." Clyde eyes the things, impressively. "Not your usual junk."

"Moving on up," Selina says, proudly.

"Where'd you get this?"

"You want the story or the swag?"

"How much?"

"Thousand bucks."

"Give me a break!" Clyde laughs.

"That's rock-bottom, you know it is."

"Fifty bucks," Clyde cuts her off.

"Fifty?" Bruce growls, lingering closer, picking up one of the items. "This pen is real gold, and that's an antique jade netsuke. It's worth $2,000 on its own."

"And who is this, well-spoken little dude?"

"Never mind who he is," Selina says, getting a little nervous. "Look, 500 is rock-bottom. Why are you wasting my time?"

"Relax." Clyde slowly rises to his feet. "I'm sure we can make a deal."

"No, thanks," Selina replies, sensing danger. "We'll go elsewhere."

"Cool down, Cat!" Clyde punches onto his desk, making the girl jump up. His goon grab her from behind, tightly. Clyde lingers around the desk and toward her. "Or we'll poke your little friend's eyes out." Another goon grabs Bruce, who wriggles to himself free. "That's it. Relax. I've got some friends coming over, who would just love to meet you."

With a quick signal, Clyde orders his goons to take them to another room and lock them up.

So, what do you think?

Next chapter: Escaping the Factory:D

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