Author's Note: Thank you all for your fabulous reviews! It really gave me the impetus to write on. Here's Chapter 4, just for y'all! Just keep reviewing and I'll keep posting! But I have a major exam coming up soon . The beginning of October or so. It's really important so I may not post that many Chapters but I'll be sure to post a long and juicy chapter for all of you to read just before the exams! And once again, thanks for your support.
The haze cleared and the moon could be seen glittering in the night sky.
Bruce's POV:
I woke up, still in my Bat suit. I was in an apartment. I saw that slim black figure. It was a girl , or rather a lady. She had a slim physique and the suit accentuated her curves, making her seem like a very sexy silhouette. I couldn't see who she was as a sleek black mask was plastered over her eyes with slits to let her see. She had chestnut brown hair that fell to her shoulders. "You're awake! Great!" she barked. I sat up straight groggily. She offered me a mug of steaming Bovril. I stared at it , my eyes narrowed. Her face split into a graceful smile and said, " I didn't poison it. Drink up," I accepted, lifted it to my lips and drank. " You are-?" I asked her. " What? Invisible Woman?" I joked. Her eyebrows were raised, clearly amused by my pathetic excuse of a joke. " No, it's Raeflexa." She replied, tossing her chestnut curls over her shoulder.
Raeflexa's POV
Damn! That Joker freak is one pain in the neck. Gosh, Batman looks so hot , even when he's unconscious. Oh look , he's stirring, I better get him some Bovril. Not the best drink but it'll give him energy and it'll keep him alert. When I returned from the kitchen, he was sitting up straight on my leather couch. He kept staring at me. I offered him the drink and had to tell him that I didn't poison it. He asked me who I was. I said that I was Raeflexa! Who was I kidding? RAEFLEXA? Rachel Dawes, you have terrible creativity skills.
Bruce's POV:
Even beneath that mask she was so beautiful. Like….."Rachel?" I croaked. Raeflexa turned to face me. But I had gone out her window already. I glided smoothly across the peaceful skies of Gotham, well it was peaceful really late at night. I glided back to Wayne Manor and went to get ready…get ready for bed. Something I need, rest and relaxation. I snuggled under the sheets. I dreamt about Rachel all night. I know…very pathetic.
Raeflexa's POV:
I got out of my micro-fibre suit. That thing cost me a thousand bucks! That's what happens if you buy stuff from France, crazily expensive but it was totally worth it. Batman flew off and I spent my whole night thinking of him. Very lame…I know.
Bruce's POV:
That darn rooster is still here! I thought I had Alfred kill the damn thing already? No matter, I see breakfast is here. Espresso, Caesar salad and mozzarella-turkey foccacia. Delectable. I wolfed it down then changed into my work suit and started work with meetings and such. The day flew by, and I returned home. Not long after I had finished watching, The Simple Life 2, the Bat signal shone onto the sky. I rushed to the Batcave and checked the crime computer. A robbery at Chessa's Fine Gems. I rushed to the scene in my Batmobile.
It was the Joker again, except he was accompanied by another villain. This villain was all clad in green, HE sported a green bowler hat and a walking stick. They spun around.
"Aaah, the BAT man. Have I introduced you to my friend? The Riddler? "I could make out this guy's features. Freckled, redhead, green mask that covered his eyes, with slits, obviously. He tipped his cap at me and threw a little green ball to me that had a question mark on it. It exploded and I dodged the explosion with ease. " BATTY! Where are yooou? BATTY?" sang the Joker, his annoying voice pounding into my ears. As he backed away from the shop, he bumped into something….me. I covered his mouth and tied him up. I wanted to get Riddler but Joker might escape. Just then, somebody arrived to help me. Somebody by the name of Raeflexa. She swiftly grabbed the bag from Riddler, I turned to face the Joker but saw a decoy. The Riddler had disappeared from the scene as well. "We lost them," said Raeflexa, a tone of irritation could be heard in her voice. She turned to face me , but I had flown away once again. There was something very familiar about her. But she couldn't be Rachel. She was too docile. Like a sheep. I then got trapped in a myriad of thoughts.
Raeflexa's POV:
Sheesh, why does he keep flying off? It's thoroughly annoying. I ran swiftly back to my apartment and thoughts swept over me like a tsunami. They just engulfed me.
Author's Note: That's it for now! Thanks for reading and remember, R&R!
