A new chapter, that sprouted from two minds working together. Seriously, swiftbolt99, the ideas you shared with me for this chapter are absolutely awesome. I wish the attack came out like you imagined and shared with me.
Anyway, enjoy reading. I guess this one is longer than the previous ones but I'm not sure.
Chapter 5: Charity Ball and change of plans
George closes his eyes and wanders back to his childhood. It never had been an easy one. He was raised by a different family since he was three years old. Who his real parents where, George didn't know. Nor did he remember what had happened to them.
Soon his new family took him to their house and told him he could call it; 'his home,' it never felt like his home. Not until he was fifteen and they took a little eight year old girl home. He had more step-brothers and sisters over the years but his stepmom and stepdad told him since day one there was a no bonding policy which he didn't care. He was always a loner so bonding was never his thing but, it changed with that little girl.
Her name was Selina but demanded everyone to call her Cat. When they asked her why, she simply shrugged and said; "Because I love cats, dah!" George couldn't help himself and cracked the first smile in years. He could see she had some stubbornness in her attitude which could bring lots and lots of trouble.
Days went on like always. Their stepdad took the boys to some training school and the stepmom took the girls to teach them things. They never went to real schools or met other children except those that were taken into the family. When they returned home with the stepdad they always found their mom locked in the bedroom with a headache, and Selina locked-up in hers while she banged onto the door and screamed she hated them and everyone else, and that she won't listen to their stupid rules and that her mom would find her and take her home.
The dad always sighed with anger and went to see their mom and ask what happened. They weren't allowed to come near Selina until her punishment was over which sometimes, could takes hours. The little girl kept crying, screaming and sobbing until it all faded. Obviously because she grew tired and fell asleep.
A few days later, Selina's personality changed like overnight. Yes, George has to admit Selina had always been strong and could defend herself but she never got caught in a real fight until that day.
One of the older boys was picking on her for a stupid reason and called her cry baby. He told her, her mommy had left her because she didn't love her anymore and that she had to except her mommy won't come back for her.
Before anyone could intervene, Selina stood tall and kicked the older boy right between his legs. When the kid dropped to the floor in pain, the little girl went for his eyes. He would have lost them if it wasn't for their mom to grab Selina and locked her up, again.
Instead of her usual crying, screaming and hours of banging against the door, Selina remained silence. George knew from experience it was never a good sign. To make sure the little girl wouldn't harm herself, like many other children before her did, George broke the first rule since he lived with that family.
George left quietly to his room and opened his window. He took a risky climb across the slippery rooftop toward Selina's bedroom window. Once he peered inside he saw Selina sitting on her bed, facing the window. Her face was emotionless and her eyes were staring absently into space, like she didn't see him looking through the window. She was mouthing something that looked like; "Don't let anyone in. You can't trust anyone but yourself." She was saying those words over and over to herself until she inhaled deeply and turned to face her pillow. Then she lied down and curled herself up like a little kitten as a lonely tear rolled down her cheek.
A voice inside George told to leave it like that. Intervening and trying to get closer to her would break the household "no bonding" rule. Breaking that would mean trouble. Trouble for her, and for himself. He had seen it before. Seen it with his step siblings who broke that rule.
George inhales deeply and opens his eyes as his ears pick up a soft noise by the window. The young man turns his head and finds the girl he was wandering back about for the past minutes climb in through the window.
"You can move as quiet if you like, but even a real cat can't walk past me without my notice," George smiles and turns in his seat, completely.
Selina cracks a half-smile and says as she leaps off the windowsill; "Sorry, you seemed too far away to hear anything. I didn't startle you, did I?"
"Since when do you care whether you startled someone or not?" George replies as a joke and rises up to his feet, strolling over to the kitchen.
Behind him Selina snorts; "I still don't but that doesn't mean I won't enjoy the feeling when someone admits I did scare 'm." The young girl beams a cheeky grin at George before flopping comfortably into the couch. She looks around the room and then asks as casually as possible; "So, were is that scrawny little kid?"
George returns from the kitchen with a coke and small bottle of milk and laughs; "Well, here I was thinking you came all the way here to see me but it turns out you're more interested in my flat-mate than me?" Selina rolls her eyes and catches the bottle of milk that George threw at her before flopping into an armchair.
"I'm not!" Selina spits, defensively and unscrews the bottle. "But a friend of mine said it wouldn't hurt anyone to put some interested in other people, once in a while." Selina takes a sip of her milk and George chuckles before placing his coke on the coffee table.
There is a short pause and George eyes the young girl curiously before asking; "What's with the straight hair, because I can only remember you as that stubborn girl that always made a fuss when someone wanted to straight those curls. There are even hair salon employees to prove it."
"Yeah, well, I guess I needed a change," Selina says and wrinkles her nose like she always does when she doesn't want to talk about things. "I would be glad if it's back to normal because I already start hating it."
George smiles understandably, stands back on his feet and strolls back to the kitchen, asking over his shoulder; "Do you like to join me and Thomas for lunch?" Then he grabs the bread and some butter from the fridge.
"Nah," Selina replies and stands up as well. "I'll better be leaving again."
George frowns confused as he starts slicing the bread. "What happened to putting interest in other people once in a while?"
"It expired," Selina grins as she leans against the kitchen door. "But I guess I won't mind taking a sandwich or two to go."
George places the knife on the counter and turns to face Selina, smiling; "So, if I get this straight, you walked in here and showed a slight moment of interest in my flat-mate which expired instantly and now you want to leave again with some food and skip the chat? It hurts, you know? Right here."
The young man fakes a sad look as he points at his heart. Selina rolls her eyes a little and replies; "You're a big man, you'll be fine." Then she walks over to the counter and takes the two finished sandwiches, taking a bite from both of them and turns around on her heels while throwing a cheeky grin at George.
"Next time I'll be charging you for the food," George says, jokingly. Selina sticks her tongue out as she walks through the doorway and almost bumps into Thomas who was about to walk in. She hadn't heard his footsteps coming which meant that kid knew how to walk as quiet as Bruce, which made him even more creepier. If that is possible.
Selina steps aside to let him through and waves and George to let him know she's leaving. George waves back and then turns to his flat-mate; "Right on time. You want me to make some for you as well?"
"No, sorry, I'm just taking a Juice because I have to run," Selina hears Thomas say.
George sighs; "You know, I seriously start to get worried about you. Always being cooped up in that room, always in a rush. Why this time?"
"Wayne Enterprise invited me last minute for their charity Ball. You can come if you don't have any other plans."
Selina climbs quietly onto the windowsill and slides through the window. Bruce better be invited for this charity thing as well otherwise they have some serious 'party crashing' to do.
Alfred strolls through the manor and knows he can find the young Wayne boy in the cave, like always. There's lying files everywhere which indicates the boy had read and re-read each and every file that once belonged to his dad.
The butler sighs sadly and bends down to pick a few up and stack them onto the desk. Bruce looks up momentarily and says; "Nothing! There's nothing that proofs Thomas is my twin brother. My dad never mentioned him in any file, nor is his name found elsewhere. How come he knows he's my twin brother."
Alfred opens his mouth to say something but Bruce rises up his feet and says; "I'll be sure to ask him when I have another meeting with him."
"Yes, well, right now there's been a letter for you, Master B," Alfred says quickly before the young boy could say something else or even walk out. Bruce turns his head to face his butler and waits for him to continue. "It appears you've been invited for a charity ball this afternoon."
"I'm not going," Bruce replies and takes the top file from the stack and sits down again, reading it again in case he had missed something. He would have sit there all day if it wasn't for Selina to waltz inside like she always does.
"Kiddo, you must be crazy if you're really intended to miss out on this charity thing. I mean, you need to get out more otherwise you might slowly become a bat yourself!"
Bruce looks up and sees Selina come waltzing down the stairs and into the secret room. His mouth drops open agape at the sight of her in a dress. "See, you're already start catching flies as well."
Bruce quickly shuts his mouth with a blush as Alfred cracks a smile. The young girl might be right, for once. Bruce looks over to Alfred for help who quickly straightens his back regally and says; "I'll be setting your tux, shall I?"
Alfred quickly turns on his heels and leaves before the young billionaire could object. For once he was happy that cheeky girl arrived to drag his young Master from his man-cave. Bruce watches Alfred leave and then looks back over to Selina, speechless.
"Look, it so happens that your so called brother, Thomas, will be there as well," Selina explains her speechless friend as she slowly approaches the desk and sits down on it. "It's quite strange your company already knows about him and invited him, so my guess is that this secret organisation Thomas is working for has more employees wrapped around their little finger."
Bruce finally overcome his speechlessness and replies; "I know there are more people within Wayne Enterprises who works for this secret organisation, but if I dig a little further into my dad's file maybe I find their names and-
"Or, we go there and pretend we know nothing and in the meantime we see who acts suspicious," Selina says as she approaches Bruce. The young boy opens his mouth to object but Selina slaps the file from his hands and grumbles; "You won't find answer's in here, Kiddo. You find them, out there!"
Bruce stares baffled at his friend and watches her turn around and heading back to the door way as she continues her grumbles; "Did you think I like to dress up like this, just because? You get your butt out of this cave and get it quickly into that tuxedo. I'll be waiting in the car."
Selina starts stomping up the stairs and meets Alfred halfway. She stops momentarily and says angrily at the butler; "I'm telling you, that kid is getting weirder and weirder each day."
Alfred chuckles lightly and watches the young girl head up the stairs and disappearing around the corner of the cave entrance, muttering; "Not once, that idiot tells me I look great in this dress. Next time I'll join him at a charity thing I'll wear a garbage bag!"
The butler frowns and a part of him is scared she would actually mean it. Time to prevent that from happening. Alfred walks regally down the remaining steps and enters the room. The good news is that Bruce isn't buried with his nose in a file but, the bad news is that he's busy with gathering them and stacking them on alphabetical order. Miss Kyle might be right, Master Bruce is getting weirder each day.
"Master Bruce, what on earth are you doing?" Alfred cuffs his hands behind his back and stands tall. "Miss Kyle is waiting for you so you better move on before she actually will do what I just heard her say she would do. I mean, the garbage truck still didn't pick up the garbage."
Bruce frowns confused and wonders for a moment what the joke is. Then, he looks at the stack of files in his hands and back to Alfred, placing them on the desk; "Yes, I'll better get dressed before Selina decides to trash the cars with the garbage."
The young billionaire walks at the doorway while Alfred mutters under his breath; "That's actually what I rather prefer."
"What?"
"Nothing, Master Bruce," Alfred quickly says and ushers Bruce out the doorway and up the stairs. "Also, Master B, one other thing; tell Miss Kyle she looks beautiful ."
Bruce starts walking up the stairs with an even bigger frown. "Why?"
"Because that's what boys around your age do, Master Bruce."
"Yes, but Selina never really cared about looks, sooo."
Alfred, walking regally after Bruce has to fight the urge to grab the young heir's neck and wring it. Instead, he drags his hand along his face, tiredly grumbling; "Lesson #1, Master Bruce! Even though the girl says she doesn't care about looks doesn't mean she doesn't want to hear she looks beautiful in a dress. Even a street girl Like Miss Kyle likes to be flattered, once in a while. Trust me!"
Bruce heads to his room to ready himself for the Charity Ball. In his mind he still doesn't really know what the purpose is but going won't hurt anyone, right? The young heir leaves his room and heads down the stairs to meet Alfred who's waiting in the hallway. He sees his butler and guardian nod at something next to him.
The young billionaire looks over and notices the sideboard and the vase with roses on it. First he frowns but then he gets the idea. Gently he takes one of the roses from the vase and walks at the door.
One minute later the walk through the front door and find one of the cars parked in the front. Obviously Selina had taken the liberty to grab the keys and pick one. Now she was lying stretched out on her back on the hood of the car.
The young girl sits up when she hears their footsteps. Bruce slowly scurries closer and hands the rose to Selina; whispering shyly; "You look beautiful, Selina."
Selina leaps off the hood with a soft snort and says; "Really B? A second hand rose? I saw the vase on the way out and-
Bruce's eyes drop sadly to the ground and Selina's eyes land on Alfred who's standing behind Bruce and makes weird hand gestures at her. Once he caught her attention the butler mouths; "Say, thank you."
Suddenly getting it, the street girl rolls her eyes and says sweetly; "But thanks for the compliment, Bruce. You look handsome too." Bruce starts to gloat, happily.
Alfred drove the two teens to Wayne Enterprises where the charity ball was held and told them he would stay aside. They wouldn't see him but he would see them, just in case they would end up in trouble. They danced for a while and sometimes Bruce needed to talk with some shareholders while Selina walked around the dance floor searching for "Double Bruce." So far she couldn't see him.
After a while Bruce excused himself to one of the shareholders and re-joined Selina at the buffet table. The girl got bored and figured a snack would be nice. Bruce takes a glass of punch and whispers to Selina; "Steve Miller is one of the board shareholders. I saw his name appear a few times in my dad's files along with question marks. He has an office and a safe just like Bunderslaw and-
"You want me to steal his keys so we can snoop around?" Selina fills in as she stuffs a small piece of chocolate cake into her mouth. Bruce nods slowly as he takes a sip from his punch. Selina gives Bruce the biggest chocolate grin imaginable and says; "I thought you would never ask."
Selina sets the cake aside and would have walked off if Bruce didn't stop her and asked; "Wait, don't you need me to get close to him?"
"Well, actually, my guess is that your attempt of distracting Bunderslaw is what made him realize you were up to something. I can do this by myself because face the fact, on the streets I pick pockets without you, perfectly."
Bruce stares baffled at Selina's back as he watches her linger off. He had seen her pick pockets many times, even at moments the place was crowded with people who could have seen her. But, to much of his surprise, she stole their wallets and he even hadn't seen her hand move.
Also, there had been the other charity gala thing where he met her after a long time. Even there she still could steal wallets without the owner noticing it so maybe Selina had been right. Maybe it would have worked with bunderslaw as well if it wasn't for him and his awkward distraction.
The young boy watches Selina approach her target slowly and quietly. Bruce figures it might be better if he turns around because if someone saw him staring it might alert them. Bruce turns around and re-fills his glass with punch and starts eating from Selina's cake while waiting for her.
After a short moment the young boy feels a gentle nudge in his back and he turns around, facing a grinning Selina. "Mission completed." Selina holds up the keys to show them to Bruce. "We better look for that office now so I can return the key later."
Bruce looks a little awkward of the idea and looks over to find Alfred. He finds his butler standing in the back of the room and having a conversation with some other guest's chauffeur.
"Bruce! Are you coming?!"
Bruce looks back at Selina and quickly follows her out the door. From there he has to lead her the way to the elevators and to the 9th floor where Mr. Miller's office was settled. Quietly they rush through the long hallway and soon reach the office.
Selina unlocks it with one of the keys and then opens the door, beckoning Bruce to enter. Once they are inside she locks it again in case a guard might test the door while they are in there. Bruce takes one of the keys and rushes to the bookcase in the back of the office, tapping against the wood for a hidden panel. It doesn't take long before he had found it.
The young boy moves the items aside and opens the panel which reveals a safe, just like in Bunderslaw's office. Selina still stands by the door to warn Bruce if needed. The young boy unlocks the safe lock and opens it quickly. What he finds is a bunch of files and folders.
"Anything?" Selina whispers by the door. Bruce doesn't reply and takes the stack of files, quickly spreading them out onto the desk and opens a few to quick-read them. Selina taps with her foot impatiently as she waits for an answer.
"Bruce, what did you find?"
Selina looks one more time through the tinted window to see if she can catch movement down the hallway before she rushes over to Bruce and grabs a few files as well, quickly scanning her eyes through the papers.
"Thomas, I didn't expect to see you here."
The two teens look up in shock at the door and see through the tinted window a shape of a woman and a young boy. It looks like either of them was about to enter the room when they met the other. Selina quickly gathers the files into a stack while Bruce closes and locks the safe again before rushing across the room and hides in the closet.
Selina quickly ducks underneath the desk and pulls the desk chair as far underneath the table to cover herself. Right at the same time the office door opens and the woman walks inside.
"Shouldn't you be downstairs and enjoy the party?" The woman asks as she walks around the desk and stops in front of Selina, placing a stack of files on the desk and pulls the seat aside to sit down. Selina moves further underneath the desk to avoid the woman's legs touch her as she sits down.
Inside the closet, Bruce turns a little blue because he's holding his breath in for far too long, and Thomas replies with worry in his voice; "Yes, I should and I will but I wanted to ask you how long I need to stay with this George Anderson. I mean, I know you said I shouldn't have to worry about George but it's actually the girl that visits him that worries me."
"What girl?" The woman looks up from the files she was briefly scanning through.
Thomas, who was still standing in the doorway walks inside and replies; "I don't know her name but she seems a street girl. A few days ago she was at the apartment because George invited her to stay for the night. I was in the kitchen when the board gave me the instructions to make contact with my brother Bruce and she was taking a shower. At least, that's what I think but there might be a change she wasn't and she overheard the orders."
"How sure are you she heard you?"
Thomas swallows; "I don't know. When I checked the hallway it was empty and I could hear the shower running. Before I could open the bathroom door George walked in. Maybe I'm wrong but she was visiting George this morning again and I still don't know the reason."
"Can you tell a little more about this girl, how old and how she looks like?"
Thomas thinks for a moment and answers; "I guess she was a little older than me, green eyes, straight short brown hair and wearing lots of leather."
The woman inhales deeply and rises back onto her feet and spits; "You should get back to the party while I sort this out with the court. In the meantime, be prepared for new orders."
Thomas turns around and leaves, followed by the woman who locks the door as they head out. Selina waits a little while longer until her racing heartbeat calms down and slowly crawls from under the desk. Then, she quickly rushes over to the closet to let Bruce it out. It appears he had locked himself inside and the door could only be opened on the outside.
"Bruce, we have to leave, now," Selina exclaims and grabs the boy's arm to help him out the closet.
Bruce nods and gulps; "Who was with Thomas? Also, what were they talking about because I couldn't hear a thing. I guess the closet walls is sound proof."
"Not now, Kiddo!" Selina replies as she drops the stack of files into Bruce's arms so she has her hands free to unlock the door. "I'll tell you at the manor. You get your butt back to Alfred and meet you at the manor. I'm taking these with me because if someone sees you with it-
Selina swallows but Bruce understands what she's trying to say. The both of them quickly rush through the hallway and slip into an elevator. Once they reach the main floor, Selina peeks carefully around the corner of the door and finds it empty. Then she tells Bruce to get Alfred from the ball room while she sneaks out one of the windows.
Bruce nods and sprints off and through the double doors that lead to the ball room. Quickly he scans the room and finds Alfred at the same spot as when they left. The butler spots him and quickly rushes over as he sees Bruce's worried look.
"Alfred, we have to leave, now!"
The butler nods understandably and rushes with Bruce to the elevators that take them to the parking lot.
When Alfred drove Bruce and him back to the manor they saw the familiar shape of a girl slip into an alleyway. They honked at her as they drove by and stopped to let her in. A half hour later they arrived at the manor.
"So, if I get this straight, you lot stole files so Bruce can lock himself up in the cave again to do some more digging?" Alfred grumbled as they enter the mansion. The two teens didn't reply and disappeared into the study. Alfred sighs to himself and heads to the kitchen.
Bruce and Selina enter the cave and as the young boy sits down in front of the computer with the files, Selina changes her fancy dress back into her regular street outfit in the back of the room, behind another wall and out of Bruce's sight.
Once back in her normal clothes Selina strolls back to her friend and sits down onto the desk watching in silence at Bruce and at what he's doing. She knows he's all in research mode again but still there are things she needs to talk about.
After a long pause, Selina clears her throat and punches Bruce slightly against his arm to get his attention. Bruce looks up with an expression like it's the first time he's actually noticing she's in the room as well.
"So you didn't hear anything about the talk "Double Bruce" had with that mysterious woman?" Selina asks slowly.
Bruce sits back in his chair and shakes his head; "No, the closet was sound proof. But, could you see who she was?"
"No, except how her legs and shoes look like," Selina replies as she crawls across the desk toward Bruce and dangles her feet down beside him. Then she cocks her head with a grin; "I even know where she got them. I tried to steal shoes from the same shop once."
Bruce chuckles briefly and then drops his eyes to the floor, swallowing anxiously before he whispers; "Today, at the charity ball… I know it was a mission but… I still enjoyed our dance." The young boy feels his face heat up once the entire sentence is out.
Selina swallows awkwardly and feels her face heat up a little as well. Normally she would have bolt out through the nearest exit but this time she couldn't. She could, but it would be wrong to just leave him without telling him first where they are up against.
The street girl looks up and finds Bruce's brown eyes which dart across her face and then meet hers. Selina starts to fidget with the zipper of her jacket which makes the vibe between them even more awkward.
Bruce swallows nervously and drops his eyes back into his lap; "I guess you will probably bolt when I tell you this but…." Bruce inhales deeply as his eyes turn sad for a moment. Then he meets her eyes again; "When detective Gordon… when you…when I saw you down the hallway the first time we met I-I…"
Bruce's eyes dart at Selina's hands that she has on her knee, debating whether to take them or not. He wants to look up to meet her eyes, to see her expression but he's too scared it will disappoint him. He's too afraid she will look angry like she did the day he gave her a present.
Selina is struggling with her feelings as well. A part of her wants to kiss him but that means she has to break the rule she once made. After her mom left, after her stepbrother taunted her with her mom she told herself to let no one in. She told herself to lock her heart and let no one in ever again. Because eventually, no matter how many times they tell you they love you, they will hurt you. They will break your heart.
Yes, over the years it had been hard to deny her feelings for Bruce and moments she wanted to let him in. But there had always been a reason not to. After he asked her to move in with him she wanted to say yes but instead she rejected him. Why? Because of those freaking assassins. They remembered her how dangerous things could get for Bruce if she stayed with him. They would have attacked the manor, over and over until one of them got hurt.
The day she met him at the gala and he told her he had missed her. She wanted to tell him she felt the same but again her mind told her to leave it like that. She left only long enough to let herself drag back in by Jim Gordon. If Bruce hadn't been there she would have kicked the cop square between his legs. Afterwards she stayed long enough to make sure he was safe.
Later, at his school she wanted to catch a glimpse of him. She had felt proud he finally decided to get back to school. She wanted to tell him that. Instead she encountered Alfred who slapped her in the face and said Bruce had told him everything. Then and there she realized she had been right all along and even though Alfred's words hurt more than the slap, the pain she felt in her heart about Bruce's betrayal was thousand times worse. And that's why she cried.
Weeks later she returned to Bruce because she needed a friendly face after her loss of another friend. When she saw that blonde girl her heart stung. She would have turned around and wished them all the luck in the world if it wasn't for that crazy girl to threaten her.
After that, when Silver was out of the picture and Bruce decided to life on the streets with her, she couldn't feel much happier. Not that she would ever admit it, but she was happy with Bruce beside her. But once again, the stupid kid broke her heart again. If another boy did something like that she wouldn't give him a second chance, or even a third one but, with Bruce it's different. Why? Even she can't explain it.
Selina sighs and lifts her chin up and stares at Bruce, momentarily. She opens her mouth to say something but then footsteps enter the room. They look over and find Alfred carrying a plate with food. Alfred looks from Bruce to Selina, sensing he just stepped into an awkward moment.
Thomas Wayne sits in his room and logs in on his laptop starting a planned conversation. Three men and a woman pop in view and they don't look happy, Thomas can tell. It looks like he has to prepare himself for new developments.
"Change of plans, Thomas. It turns out that one of the Wayne Enterprise shareholders lost all his files from his secret safe. We have reasons to believe your brother stole the shareholder's key and used it to break in. That's why we decided to accelerate our plans," the woman says as the three men nod in agreement. "We decided to send an agent to Wayne Manor who will take care of Bruce Wayne."
"Isn't there any other alternative measures we could take? I mean, wouldn't be killing him a little too much?"
"Thomas, you can only claim what is rightfully yours when Bruce Wayne is dead!" one of the three men said, coldly.
Thomas nods reluctantly then asks thoughtfully; "What about the girl I told you about? She might know things."
The three men look momentarily at the woman who quickly says, assuring; "Whatever this girl has learned won't matter anymore. Once the agent has done his job, the only thing she will be able to do is weep over the loss off her friend and his butler and become an emotional train-wreck afterwards."
"So, sit tight, Thomas Wayne Jr." one of the three men says as he zooms closer into view. "The time for your reclamation is near!"
Thomas nods and grins. He can't wait. And if that girl still makes trouble afterwards, he will make sure she will be sorry. Thomas Wayne Jr. won't let anyone come in his way of taking what is truly his.
There is a soft knock on his bedroom door and Thomas hears his flat-mate, George, say; "I'll be heading out to do a job. It won't take long!"
"Okay!" Thomas replies back as he closes his laptop. Then, he starts to gloat again. It won't take long before the news broadcast would be on saying something horrible had happened at Wayne Manor.
Meanwhile, at Wayne Manor, Selina told Alfred and Bruce everything she had heard about the talk between Thomas Jr. and this mysterious woman. That they mentioned the council, whoever that is. About one thing they are sure, they have to find out everything there is to know about the secret organisation that's truly running Wayne Enterprises.
As they head up the stairs and talk some things through, the agent that is send walks through the bushes outside the gates of Wayne Manor. Agile he climbs onto the wall and prepares his weapon and aims on its target, Wayne Manor study window.
"Well, I'm glad you agreed to stay the night Selina," Bruce smiles as he finally comes outside the cave and closes the fireplace.
Selina chuckles; "Well, you can't blame me for preferring a soft bed."
The two kids laugh and Alfred can't help to crack a smile as he ushers them toward the study door. Their happy moment gets destroyed at the same time as something big and fast flies through the study window, breaking the glass.
Instinctively, Alfred grabs the two kids underneath his arms and jumps through the open study door to the hallway floor, shielding them with his body for whatever comes next.
I'm so sorry for the cliff-hanger boys and girls. Or maybe not, hehehe. Let me know your thoughts and whether you like where this is heading. Man, it's so hard to write Alfred in character so I really wish he's still in-character. But the same with Bruce and Selina.
Anyway, let me know what you think:D
