Soooo... yeah this is super late... and I'm very sorry. Just had a lot of personal stuff going on the past few months and not to mention my job has been making me work some really stupid shifts that leave me little time to write. But good news is that this chapter is done (of course) and the next chapter is already half way done YAY! However I do have mix feelings about this chapter so I hope you guys like it. Also in case you think Bruce is totally ooc or something I'm sorry. I really wanted to add him to the story but I just really don't like him in these movies so if I make him out of character I'm sorry. So anyway please review me your thoughts, concerns, and whatever else. I always enjoy hearing from you guys.

Chapter Four

Not What She Seems

She was bored. The computer screen was staring back at her. Information just a few clicks away but she couldn't do anything about it. She was barely listening to the man beside her as he explained the way of business at Wayne Enterprises to her. A polite smile was on her lips but inside her head she vowed this man would die by her hand if not by a major heart attack due to being overly out of shape. He was middle age with a reseeding hair line. He wore black dress pants with a plain white dress shirt tucked in. An outdated tie completed his monstrosity of an outfit. Doll wished she could hang him with the ugly tie. But today she was not Doll she was Ofelia and she had to be the perfectly sweet, new employee.

"So basically your job is whatever we don't have time for," the man, he had said his name was Neil Herman, told her. She could tell that he didn't think much of her. In his eyes she was a pretty face with barely a brain. But he liked the pretty face. He had barely took his eyes off of her since he was introduced to her an hour ago. His gaze didn't always stay on her face either. "Mostly it will just be small jobs. You're new here so don't except to meet any of the big guys upstairs. We handle any of their problems. You'll typically help out the secretary's and the receptionists with any computer problems they have. You understand Miss Burkley?"

She smiled innocently. "I understand perfectly Mr. Herman."

"Great, well I'll leave you here to familiarize yourself with your computer and I'll let you know if I get anything for you." Neil said. He laid his hand briefly on her shoulder in a friendly gesture and Doll gritted her teeth when his hand took too long to be removed. Neil was just asking to be murdered.

Doll felt like her brain would turn to mush before the day was out. Working at Wayne Enterprises was almost as bad as working at Starbucks. She knew her job here wouldn't be as interesting as her other job but she was barley a step up from being a servant. Her day started at eight A.M it was now one in the afternoon and she hadn't done anything but fetch coffee and run paperwork to different people. The only good thing about this was she did get to travel around Wayne Tower without looking suspicious. She had seen blue prints of the place but it was nice to actually get to see the real building.

She stepped into the elevator after just leaving some papers with the secretary at the front desk. Before the doors closed however she had a surprising person join her; the billionaire himself Bruce Wayne.

His gaze turned to her and seemed surprised to see her. A friendly smile was directed towards her.

"What a nice surprise. It's good to see you again Miss Burkley." He told her. Doll took in his overly expensive suit and perfectly slicked back hair. Even though his appearance was flawless she could see the tiredness in his eyes. He was known to be quite a player.

"It's wonderful to see you again as well Mr. Wayne." She told him with a bright smile that showed her teeth. "I enjoyed your party very much." She added in for good measure.

"That's always good to hear." He said throwing another charming smile her way. Doll could see why women threw themselves at him. Bruce Wayne was easy on the eyes and very charming. Doll personally would rather jump off the top of the building before she fell for his charm. However her goal was to do the opposite. She was going to make him fall for Ofelia Burkley's innocent charm. Bruce wouldn't know what hit him until his precious tower was in ruins.

"Is today your first day?" He asked.

Doll nodded. "Yes, the day hasn't quite been what I excepted but I'll just have to show them what I'm capable of." She told Bruce. "I think at the moment I'm more of a coffee and paper runner then anything else. I haven't helped anyone with a computer issue."

Bruce laughed politely. "Well how about you help me? I think my computer in my office needs a little attention. If you don't mind you could take a look at it." He offered.

Doll held in her giggles. This was almost to easy. Bruce Wayne was already falling into her trap. Plastering on a shy smile she looked up at with with wide brown eyes. "Really? Mr. Herman said to leave all the... important people to him. I could get in serious trouble."

"Considering that I own this business I think I can pick who ever I want to help me. I can assure you that you won't get into any trouble." He told her.

Doll paused a minute to act like she was thinking it over. "Well I can't argue with the main boss so I'll do my best." She told him with a shy grin.

"Great!" He told her and before Doll knew it the elevator had stopped on one of the top floors. The floor where Bruce Wayne's office was held.

Doll followed his quick strides easily as they walked down the hallway towards his office. A young blonde lady was setting outside the door at a desk. She look bored until she saw Bruce. She perked up and smiled a teeth showing smile that diminished slightly at the presence of Doll.

"Good evening Miss Trenton. Any calls for me?" Bruce asked as he made his way to the door.

"Oh well actually Mr. Fox said he needed to speak with you as soon as possible. He said it was urgent." She told him her smile plastered on brightly again. Doll wanted to roll her eyes but kept herself in check.

"Great, thank you." He told her. He opened his door and let Doll in before him. "That's my computer." He said pointing to the laptop resting on the wooden desk in the center of the room. Doll walked over to it. Just from a casual glance Doll could tell the computer was worth thousands of dollars. Much better then the computer they gave her to use during office hours.

"What seems to be the problem?" She asked as she opened it up. Without asking she sit herself down in his desk chair.

"Well to be honest with you... I think I caught a virus or something." He told her with a sheepish look on his face. She stared at him a moment several things popped into her head as to why he would have a virus on his laptop but nothing she could say in front of her boss.

"Alright then... err lets take a look then." She pressed the power button and got down to work.

Her fingers flew over the keys as Bruce stood by and watched her. She didn't exactly mind the attention. After all it was something Doll was accustomed to. But his gaze was different then others. She always thought Bruce Wayne was just a pretty face with a lot of money to waste but the more she was around him the more she realized that there was just something else about him that was wrong. He was too perfect to be true. She put that into the back of her mind to look into later.

The room was silent as Doll worked the only sound was the clicking of keys on the keyboard. She payed no mind to Bruce's stare or even the knock on the door. She never moved or looked up. She did however look up when she heard Bruce say her alias name.

"Ofelia, I like you to meet Lucius Fox CEO of Wayne Enterprises and a personal friend of mine." Bruce introduced the man at the door. Doll glanced up from her position behind the desk. The man looked friendly and was on the older side probably somewhere in his late fifties or possible sixties. He was African American with graying hair and freckles were scattered over his cheeks. He smiled at her.

"Very nice to meet you..."

"Ofelia... Ofelia Burkley, I work in the IT department." She told him with a bright smile.

"Ah your working with Herman. Interesting man... if he gives you any troubles just let me know." Fox told her.

Doll almost let out a laugh. Was this how so called normal people treated each other... just always saying how they would love to come to your rescue and fix all your problems. It was exhausting in Doll's eyes. Everyone she met today seemed so fake with their large smiles and friendly words. Doll was a great actress but she was definitely going to have to kill a few of her own employees to relieve some stress after she left this building.

"I'll keep that in mind." She told her friendly smile still in tact as her gaze finally landed back on to the computer screen. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him nod at her before going back to quietly talking to Bruce.

Doll continued cleaning off Bruce's computer but she kept her ears open to anything she could pick up from the private conversation going on a few feet away from her.

"Your new," she heard Fox whisper to Bruce as she strained her ears to listen but still appear completely engrossed in her work. He paused and she didn't have to look to know the pause was due to her being in the room. That peeked her interest. "Project is finished. When ever you have free time just come find me."

The rest of the conversation was Bruce telling him would come by before he left for the day. With that their conversation seemed to be over. With a final farewell Luscious Fox took his leave from the room. She was once again alone with the billionaire. She could feel his eyes on her. With one more look over his laptop she deemed it one hundred percent good as new... possibly even better then new.

She rolled the chair out a bit to stretch her legs out.

"All done Mr. Wayne." She told him another smile plastered on her face.

"Done, already?" He asked in surprise. Doll just nodded. "I'm impressed. Might have to call on you for all my computer needs" Bruce told her. Doll mentally rolled her eyes.

"Just doing my job." She told him. "Well, I better get back to my desk. I'm sure by now Mr. Herman is wondering what has become of me." Doll told him as she got up to leave. She just barley reached the door before he stopped her by putting a hand on her shoulder. Doll couldn't help tensing under the touch. No one ever touched her so freely except The Joker. It was strange and foreign. Every thing inside of her screamed at her to strike out but she pushed her instincts down. She couldn't do that here. She had to keep in character so her game could continue to be played.

Bruce felt her tense up and took his hand back. He was intrigued by this young woman. She was so different that anyone he had ever met. She was shy but also didn't mind to speak her mind. She was mysterious and complicated. She was not only beautiful but also very intelligent. Yet even though she seemed so perfect it was like something inside of him was telling him something was just wrong about her. He thought that might still be the guilt inside of him for attempting to move on from Rachel but he wasn't sure. He was very interested to learn more about Ofelia Burkley.

"Miss Burkley I was wondering if you had any plans for Saturday evening?" Bruce asked her. She stood silent for a minute in what he assumed was thought. He couldn't see her face because if he could he would have got to see a trade mark Doll smirk. It only lasted a few seconds before her shy act came back into play. She turned to face him, her eyes trained onto the floor as her arms circled around her waist.

"Umm... no I'm free. Why?" She asked.

"I'm throwing another fund raiser and I was wondering if you would like to go with me?" He asked.

"Like as your date?"

"Well, yes." He answered.

"I would love too." She told giving him one final smile before heading out the door. Once she reached the safety of her secluded desk she smirked with her first day of success.

The evening once she had gotten back to her home she watched her and The Joker's men for any mistakes. Doll didn't have a blood lust even though she was sure her large file at Arkham said otherwise. But after the day of fake smiles and niceness she really wanted to draw screams out of someone.

After watching the men from the doorway she sighed loudly. They were all crowed around the television.

'How boring,' Doll thought. Giving up she headed upstairs to her and The Joker's room. Her footsteps were loud and she banged the door open as she pulled the wig from her head. She tossed it carelessly onto the desk that was on one side of the room quickly followed by a hair net. Her blonde hair came tumbling down her back in a low pony tail.

She saw no sign of The Joker in to room so she made her way to the bathroom to get rid of all the traces of Ofelia.

After removing the contacts Doll was once again reminded of Allison. This is what she would have looked like if she didn't go and get herself into so much trouble caused by her own stupidity. Doll rolled her eyes... Allison deserved what she got. Doll just wished sometimes she wasn't stuck with the constant reminders.

It wasn't just the scars on her face that reminded her of Allison. Other parts of her body held reminders of the past. Scars left from their father. The beatings that they took left their marks on her body. Doll shook her head. She hated thinking of Allison. She was gone... forever. Doll was the one to come out on top and she now could do whatever she wished. Allison would never hold her back ever again. Looking back into the mirror Doll studied her face again. With her hair pulled back her split earlobes were much more noticeable. Her finger tugged on the skin before she grabbed a rag to clean her face off.

It wasn't long before Doll's scars came back into view. Doll studied them for over the hundredth time in her life. The scars were a trade mark. They were a part of her. She would never forget how the were made. How much pain Allison and herself went through in getting them. She remembered waking up and her mind just being so... empty.

She had been use to being in the back ground. Pushed to the back of Allison's mind where Allison thought she couldn't reach her. But she couldn't keep her there forever. Doll was determined to find her place and she did just that. It was odd at first not to talk to someone, to be without Allison. Doll wouldn't admit to anyone she barely admitted to herself but in the beginning she missed Allison. Allison's winy voice trying so hard to be one of the good people. Doll scoffed out loud. Allison was doomed from the beginning. She didn't stand a chance.

Doll could feel her finger nails dig into her palm the more she thought of Allison. She shook her head to get the thought to go away and turned away from the mirror. She stopped mid-step when she saw The Joker watching her as he lazied against the doorway.

"Must have been some hard thinking, doll face. Didn't even take notice to me when I called for you." He told her. His painted face was scrunched up as he watched her every move. "What were you thinking about?"

"None of your business." She told him and she threw the rag she had been using to clean her face against the wall. It made a loud splat as it hit before sliding down to the floor. The Joker raised an eyebrow at her.

"Oookay then. What's got you in a bad mood?" He asked again.

Doll stared at him. She toyed with the idea of taking her frustration out him but she knew she couldn't kill him. No matter how mad or annoying he could get she could never take that final shot. It was a weakness that she refused to accept.

"I want to find someone to beat to death." She told him. His eyebrow rose higher. "No wonder people in this city go crazy all the time. Working at Wayne Tower is ridiculous."

"Well plenty of people to choose from. I'm sure we can find a uhh volunteer." He told her.

Once Doll was dressed they headed out. Not only did Doll need to blow some steam off they had their game to play. Gordon refused to make a move so Doll and The Joker needed to persuade him to play their game.

An hour later their men had carried two unconscious bodies down to the basement of the building. These bodies were no other than the wife and daughter of the new district attorney that replaced Harvey Dent after his fall. It seemed quite appropriate. The D.A. was important to the city and so was his family.

So not alot of Joker in this one but don't worry lots of good stuff coming up in the next chapter! Leave me a review of what you thought! Love hearing from you guys. -Adelene