A/N This takes place a month after chapter 1 after Batman trains Kendra in the art of detection and the ninja. I also wanted to apologize to my anonymous reviewers. It seems that now we're not supposed to put special messages up for you guys. But this is what you can do. Send me a review and just send me a special email requesting info about the fic.

Chapter 2

Knight Becomes Woman pt.1

Batman ran through the fire and debris of a burning warehouse frantically searching for his partner. Feeling the heat of the blazing fire, pushed him deeper and deeper into the dark room.

"Jason! Jason!" hearing a groaning of metel, he was barely able to avoid a fire engulfed support beam that fell down beside him. As he dropped into a roll and came up his eyes widened at what he saw. There in front of him was the bloody, bruised, and very dead form of Jason Todd in his tattered Robin's suit crucified with nails on a far wall.

With trembling legs he walked over and touched his disfigured and bloody face with a gloved hand.

'He's already cold to the touch.' Batman thought to himself as a tear formed in his eye. Before he could grieve for the boy a gleeful yet maniacal laugh filled the air. Turning, his suspicions were confirmed when he saw a man with chalk white skin, red lips, and green hair standing in the shadows.

"One down." Joker said as he pulled out a small handgun. And that's when Batman noticed that someone was at the insane clown prince's feet. Letting his eyes fully adjust to the darkness he saw that it was Kendra. "One to go." Joker finished as he put the gun to the side of her head.

"Father." was all Kendra was able to get out as Joker pulled the trigger.

Bruce awoke from his nightmare with a scream on his lips and sweat pouring off of his brow. Breathing heavily, he looked around to take in his surroundings.

"Bruce are you alright?" Kendra asked sleepily as she lifted her head off of his knee and looked up at him. And then Bruce finally seemed to remember where he was. He and Kendra were watching an old movie together in his living room and he must've fallen asleep.

"I'm...I'm fine." he lied as he clicked off the television. She knew that he was lying but before she could comment about it, Alfred walked into the room.

"Sir, I've been monitoring the police scanner."

"And?" Bruce asked as he stood to his feet.

"There's been a murder."

The traffic of a police and a detective squad busily worked the crime scene, as a quiet murmur filled the apartment. In the middle of all the flashing cameras and cop banter a man's body layed face down on the ground. His head was literally smashed through the broken floor.

Drops of blood were splattered across the crime scene and burn marks covered parts of the carpet.

Suddenly Commishener Gordon walked into the apartment like one who had done so time and time again. Upon spotting him Detective Bullock, a gruff heavy set donut eater in his thirties, jumped up from the body and waddled over to where Gordon was observing the scene.

"No ID on the victim yet commish, but the apartment belongs to a Angela Dash and we've got an APB for her arrest now." Bullock informed him as Gordon crouched next to the body noticing the head hanging down through the floor. "Some real sick people man, they always come out at night."

"Did anybody hear any of this, what did you turn up?"

"Neighbors down the hall reported a bunch of loud thuds about an hour ago. No eye witnesses." As he was saying that he took a piece of gum from its wrapper and began chewing it. Gordon shot him a disappointed glance and shook his head.

"Was that from his pocket?"

"Yea." Bullock said not getting the question.

"Is it evidence?" getting his point Bullock sheepishly spat it back into the wrapper, while Gordon strolled out the glass doors and looked up into the black sky. "How'd the killer get in?"

Bullock just shrugged and Gordon walked back into the room as two officers block off the balcony doors with crime scene tape.

"Prints? Weapon?" Gordon questioned.

"Nothing, it was a clean job, real professional like."

"There's always something detective. Tell your men to take a break."

"Sir?"

"Go eat a donut detective."

"Alright boys, let's give the scene some air, let's go." Bullock said suddenly excited as he and his men filed out of the room leaving Gordon alone staring down at the body. Suddenly he heard a swish of air.

"No weapon was used, his head was stomped into the ground." a voice suddenly said. Gordon swiftly turned but only saw two faint shadows. Before his eyes could adjust to see who it was, a blue ultraviolet light filled the room. "He was raised to the wall..." Batman continued as the light pointed to the indicated wall then darted around the room revealing various blood splotches and smears. "They drug him across the carpet here, based on the spreading of the blood, he was here awhile, they questioned him." The light revealed a myriad of footprints. "Look at the gait and stance depth, all six were very large men."

"I only see five sets." Gordon said as the light flew across the room and hovered on the victim, revealing a sixth and bigger set of footprints on the victim's back and neck. "I see... and how did they get in?"

"The same way we did." Batman replied as Gordon pulled out his note pad and tried to keep up. The blue light turned off, as a gloved hand hit the answering machine button.

"Hey babe, it's Jack," a man's voice said on the answering machine. "I've gotta run back to the plaza for the tickets and I'll be by at 11:00, see you then." Gordon glanced at his watch, 12:10.

"We dusted for prints and we'll send those to the labs to see if we can find a match."

"Don't bother." Batman said as his gloved hand wiped across the coffee table. "Latex powder, they took the gloves off when they left."

"And I suppose you've figured out the motive."

"Wrong place, right time, they weren't after him, they needed the woman."

"Woman?"

"The lipstick on his cheek." a feminine voice interrupted. And for the first time Gordon noticed that there was someone else in the room. As he looked at her, he saw that she wore a suit similar to that of Nightwings. Just like his showed off the muscles in his body, her's highlighted her curvacious figure.

"Wow Bruce." a voice said behind Batman startling him. "She really is sharp." Turning Batman saw the ghostly image of Jason Todd in his Robin suit. Giving Batman a wink, he dissappeared.

"No..." Batman whispered as he took a step back.

"What was that, Batman?" Gordon asked as he and the Slayer gave the Dark Knight a curious glance.

"Were...were the Plaza tickets on the body?" Batman asked straightning himself out.

"Just keys and chewing gum." Gordon informed him.

"Get your men to the Gotham Plaza immediately, we may still have time to save her." As Gordon squinted into the darkness he saw that Batman and the Slayer were gone, the crime scene tape still untouched.

"Bruce are you feeling, alright?" Slayer X asked as they jumped into the batmobile.

"Just drop it." Batman replied as he pushed a button to close the hatch of his car. Seeing that they had a mission to complete, Kendra shut her mouth. For now. There was something bothering her father and she had to find out what it was.

Gotham Plaza

A large upper-class hotel. The street and sidewalks were vacant and smoke billowed from the entry of the hotel. The Batmobile roared onto the scene and as soon as the hatch slid open Batman slammed to the ground with authority. Silence.

"Stay here." he told his partner as he closed the hatch door.

Batman took a few steps forward scanning the scene and suddenly heard a man yelling making him look around for the source. Coins bounced off a nearby car and the screaming came closer and closer and closer... until a bodybuilder slammed onto the parked car 10 feet from Batman, caving in the roof. Batman stared in disbelief then walked towards the car as the bodybuilder, wearing a mexican wrestlers devil mask, regained his senses and jumped to his feet, blood dripping from the devil mask covering his face.

"Wow." was all Devil was able to say as he wobbled unsteadly on his feet.

Batman looked up to the top of a 5 story building where four other masked bodybuilders were about to jump. One of them swan dived towards the Batmobile and seeing what he was about to do, Batman spoke into his wrist/microphone.

"Shields." In seconds the car shelled over with extra armor and Troll slammed into the car but to his dismay it doesn't give. He layed there in pain a few seconds, then was electrocuted by the hood of the car. With an audible wince he rolled to the ground, smoking. The yelling of another jumping bodybuilder filled the air, Alien, alerted Batman into action. He grabbed Devil from the car and pointed the grappling gun at his chest, making Devil giggle.

"Whoa boy, easy now." Devil joked as Batman fired the gun making a grappling hook shoot through Devil's coat and continue towards Alien. The hook grappled the helm of his pants and the rope caught over the top of a street light and jerked Devil off his feet as Alien slowed down and stopped 10 feet from the ground, creating a human balance. Two others jumped and Batman checked his belt. Empty. Clicking a button on his wrist, a grappling gun fired from the side of the Batmobile across the street towards Batman. In one swift motion Batman caught the gun, turned, and fired it up towards the falling men. The hook fired up and in between them. They looked up as it sank into the roof above, then looked back down to see the other end of the rope coming up at them.

At the last second the ball burst open and a net spreaded out capturing them both, suspending them a few feet above the street. After a second the bodybuilders struggled free of the rope and started to encircle Batman.

"Do you mind if we kick your face in?" Devil asked.

"Sure, and please, don't wait your turns."

With a growl Devil charged Batman head on. Batman sidestepped and tripped Devil into another kick. With a smile Devil got back up completely un-phased and charged Batman again and just like before Batman sidestepped tripping Devil through a store window. Seeing his friend go down Troll pulled out a ball and chain and began swinging it above his head. Batman stood, waiting patiently and as Troll swung it at him with incredible force, Batman rocked his head back and the momentum of the missed swing sent Troll twirling around. Batman grabbed the spiked ball and swung Troll around, slamming him through a water truck.

Turning just in time he saw the other two men holding a small car above their heads, ready to throw it at him. As he spun Batman sent two Batarangs flying, each hitting a bodybuilder in the face. They dropped the car on their heads and hit the ground, just as Devil stepped out of the gun store window firing a shotgun. Batman stood easy and the Batmobile released a flock of twenty Batarangs narrowly flying past Batman and ripped through Devil hurling him back into the store. Troll took two water jugs from a nearby water truck and charged Batman. Batman hit his stance, dodging the swinging water jugs.

"How old are you again, Bruce?" a voice asked behind him. "Man you're spry." letting out a gasp at seeing the ghostly image of Jason again , Troll did a a quick spin and landed a kick across Batman's jaw sending him flying into some broken jugs.

Finally working the release on the hatch, the Slayer flew out of the batmobile and was just in time to see her mentor and father kicked hard into a wall and then bounce on top of some water jugs. Taking a batarang out of her utility belt, she hurled it at the larger man embedding it in his hand. As soon as he turned around, she slugged him in the jaw, hard, rocking his head back and taking him off of his feet.

A line of police cruisers suddenly arrived at the perimeter with lights and sirens blazing. They then formed a perimeter around the Slayer and the five bodybuilders. Taking out his gun Commissioner Gordon stood behind his car door with a megaphone.

"All of you get down on your knees and put your hands on your head." Without hesitation Devil charged Gordon.

Gordon stepped back but was pinned by another car. Before Devil could breach the police line a roped batarang wrapped his legs and he was slammed face first into the pavement. The Slayer then began dragging Devil back with the rope, when Troll and Alien charged her. Not showing any fear Slayer charged straight at them then dived to the left, clotheslining them both with the rope. Before they could stand Slayer tied both of their arms and legs. The remaining two body builders however charged the police line, forcing Gordon to bring up his gun.

"Freeze or we will fire!" Gordon yelled but that only seemed to make them want to run faster.

Not having any other choice Commissioner Gordon and his men opened fire on the bodybuilders. As their bullets ripped through them, they slowed but continued to charge, only to be shot several more times. Falling to their knees, they toppled over onto the ground face first. Dead.

The Slayer had seen many nasties and demons die before, but never a human. The sight of their blood and gore unnerved her. Hearing a groaning sound, she snapped out of her dark musings and saw Batman trying to stand out of the pile of water jugs.

"I have you." she whispered into his ear as she helped him to his feet. As she looked at his face, she saw that trails of blood started to trickle down from out of his cowl. Not getting an answer from him, she saw that he was starting to pass out.

"Is Batman alright?" the Commissioner asked as he walked up to them.

"No." Slayer said as she started to walk past him, with Batman leaning on her for support.

"We can provide a police escort to the local..."

"No...no but I have him."

Opening the hatch to the batmobile, she carefully placed him in the passenger seat before getting in herself.

"Just hang on, I'm gonna get you out of dis costume and to de hospital."

"No...no hospital." Batman gasped out as he grabbed her hand. "Martian... J'onn."

Thinking that he was losing it, she attempted to calm him down only for him to pass out. Not knowing what else to do, she stomped her foot down on the gas and drove off into the night.

Batcave

Minutes Later

"Alfred!" Kendra yelled out as she carried Bruce over to a medical bed.

"I was monitoring the fight and I've called for help." Alfred responded as walked briskly down the stairs.

"Who?" Kendra asked as she took off her mask.

"Me." a voice answered from the shadows. Sensing a presence in the room, Kendra looked up and saw a tall, green skinned, red eyed, hairless alien with a blue cape step out of the shadows.

"How did you know me fodder's secret identity?" Kendra asked as she walked out of the costume room, wearing her street clothes as she watched J'onn spread his hands over Bruce's head.

"It was a few years ago when the Thanagarians tried to take over the earth. We had to reveal our identities to each other in order to escape."

"So how is, Master Bruce doing?" Alfred asked as he walked back into the room.

"It's good news and bad news." J'onn answered as his glowy white eyes turned back red. "The wound he suffered on his head isn't serious at all. What's killing him is actually himself."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean, Miss Wayne is that some unknown entity has put a seal over Batman's mind. The seal can be easily lifted but Batman isn't putting up much of a fight."

"That's absurd." Alfred protested as he crossed his arms over his chest. "He would fight to the bitter end."

"Normally, I would agree." J'onn told him. "But whatever Batman is seeing is too much for him." and to prove his point, Bruce was sweating perfusely and shivering as if he were cold.

"How can I save him?" Kendra asked as she wiped a bead of sweat off of her father's brow.

"There's only one way. Someone must delve into his subconcious and help him to defeat his inner demons."

"I'll do it." Kendra immediately told him. She had already lost so much and whether Bruce considered her family or not, she couldn't lose him either.

"But you must understand the risks." J'onn started. "If I don't pull you out in time, if he dies, then you'll also perish."

"I'll take dat risk."

Ten minutes later found, Kendra laying in a bed right next to Bruce. Seeing that he was clenching and unclenching his hand, she grabbed onto it and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Close your eyes." J'onn instructed. Waiting until she did so, his eyes glowed white as he put a hand over her forehead and then over Bruce's. "I want you to count down from five. When you finish that, open up you eyes and you'll be where Batman is in his mind."

"5, 4, 3, 2, ...1" Kendra finished as she opened her eyes and looked around. She was no longer in the batcave, but what looked to be a room in the mansion. For some reason it looked different though. "It worked." she said to herself as she sat up. Then that's when she noticed that something else was wrong. Her voice was different and she sounded like a little girl.

Looking down at her hands, she tried not to freak out when she saw how small and childlike they were. Spotting a mirror on the far side of the room, she ran over to it and screamed at what she saw. She was an eight year old girl again, with long straight hair and the cutest little face.

"Kendra are you alright, honey!" she heard a male voice yell out. Not knowing who it was and reacting with a typical eight year old mind, she ran and hid under her pink plush bed. Peeking out from under the bed, she watched as the door opened and a tall white man in his mid-thirties entered the room. "Kendra, where are you honey?" he asked as he looked around frantically.

Not seeing her in the closet, he looked at the bed and smiled. Reaching under it, he felt an arm and pulled little Kendra from under the bed.

"No! No! Let me go!" Kendra yelled as she closed her eyes and hit him uselessly with her tiny fists.

"Hey, hey calm down honey it's gonna be okay." the man assured her. Sitting her down, Kendra backed up against a corner and looked up at him. For some reason he seemed vaguely familiar and he had those same gentle eyes that Bruce had.

"Who...who are you?" she asked.

"I'm your father honey." Thomas Wayne said confused as he squatted down on one knee and held his arms open wide. "Did you have a bad dream about those bat's again?" as soon as he said that he was her father, Kendra looked at him again and instantly recognized him from all of the pictures in Bruce's manor. Figuring that she must be reliving part of Bruce's past, she ran into the man's arms and allowed him to pick her up. "Now what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Kendra replied as she rested her head on his shoulder. She felt unnaturally safe with the man as if she had known him her whole life.

Thomas only smiled as he reached into his dressing gown pocket. "Here, let me show you something." he froze before he showed it to her. "But you can't tell anyone, right?"

Intrigued Kendra nodded, eagerly as Thomas pulled out a long jewel case. When he opened it, she looked inside and saw a pearl necklace glowing in the half-light.

"For your mother."

"It's so pretty." Kendra said as he winked at her and snapped the case shut.

"Just like my little girl." Thomas told her as he sat her down on her bed and walked to the door. "Now get dressed. Me, you, and your mom have a show to get too"

"Father wait!" Kendra shouted out before he walked out of the room. There was something familiar about what was happening but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"What is it honey?" Thomas asked as he peeked his head back in the door.

"Nothing." she said deflated. But she couldn't help but feel that by going out that night, that they were about to make the biggest mistake of their lives.

A/N Kendra is reliving part of Bruce's life only in a girls perspective. She's gonna experience a few things so they get a better understanding of each other. I also know that this fic is going a little fast but I want Kendra in Sunnydale as soon as possible.

TBC...

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