Batman Return of the Dark Nights
Written by: Panthera
Disclaimer: The characters within this story belong to DC Comics and Warner Brothers I have just borrowed them for a while. No harm is meant I will return them unharmed when I'm finished the only character contained within that is not DC is that of Zanah she is an original character created by me and my friend. Now, on with the story.
Chapter Thirteen
Selina lay in bed resting, trying not to dwell on earlier when the sound of someone pounding on her door broke through her peaceful silence.
Rising form her bed, cats hot on her heels Selina made fast work of hiding the jade cat statue and then answered the door.
Upon opening it Selina was faced with a dripping wet Zanah standing on her doorstep.
"Can I come in?" Zanah asked as another cat ran into the house.
Selina blinked stunned by the girl's question. Taking someone into my place is dangerous. She could find something I don't want to be seen. On the other hand she was staying with Bruce and she did help me out. Selina let her inside and closed the door.
"So what brings you to my door step at this hour and how did you find the place?"
"Well, I had to leave the Manor trouble found me. I'm not really sure how I found the place, I just knew you were here."
"Are they all right?"
"Yes, I left to avoid bringing them more problems."
"Let me guess you're looking for a place to stay."
"Just for the night."
I like this girl she reminds me of me and I get the feeling I owe her somehow. "You can stay as long as you need to. There are just two rules. Don't tell anyone where you are and what you see you don't speak about."
"Got it."
"Follow me." Selina led Zanah upstairs to the spare room.
"Thanks."
"No need. There's something about you I can't refuse. Besides if Bruce took you in I can trust you."
The next day at Wayne Enterprises…
Bruce entered the boardroom and was confused by the lack of a couple people. "Where are James and Andrews?"
"From what I hear Bruce they have sold their 37% of the company to an outside buyer."
"37% if they sold to the same person we could become victim of a hostile takeover."
I bet the person in question is Daggett, but why would they sell out to him neither of them trust him. What is going on? Bruce wondered.
Meanwhile at Daggett Industries…
Daggett sat in his office his steel gray eyes fixed on a piece of paper as he read the bottom line. "37% of Wayne Enterprises owned. I'll hold this city in my hands yet," Daggett gloated. He was enjoying his small victory, as he puffed on a cigar and drank a glass of bourbon in silence until the phone rang. Daggett lifted the receiver to his ear. "Yes."
"Sir we have bad news."
"What is it?" Daggett pulled his cigar from his mouth.
"We lost Zanah."
"You what?" Daggett roared. "Find her," He snapped as he crushed the end of the cigar in the ashtray.
"Yes sir."
Daggett hung up the phone slamming down the receiver as his other hand crushed the glass in his hand causing it to shatter. Run girl, but you won't escape me, Daggett thought. He opened his fist and pulled several shards of bourbon soaked glass from his hand. Soon you'll be home, my opposition will be removed, and Wayne Enterprises will be mine, and Gotham with it. Nothing can stop it now.
