Aaaand we're back! :D Sorry for the boredness of the last one, but things had to be done. Action is coming up in this one I hope, and we are going to look from another's POTV. Sorry but it HAD TO BE DONE D:
I just can't function without her in my system, so she is going to pop up. In the end of this chapter, you all will think; 'Well.. it was to be expected' or 'She wasn't dead at all'. *giggle* No she was not, NOPE. Enjoy :D

+ Don't worry, if you haven't seen The Dark Knight Rises, too bad because there are going to be a hell lot of spoilers in here, I am following (somewhat) the storyline with maybe some changes and minor events in it that never pop up in the real movie. Anyhow, too much babbling! Let's get on with it already xD

? POV.

Slowly, the newly formed morning sun creeped up to Gotham City. People who found the courage to go outside slowly opened their doors, and when they were sure no one was coming out to shoot them they slowly started to do whatever they had to do. From a quit rooftop were two green eyes gazing down onto Gotham's street, legs dangling over the edge of the tall building. They followed a 'regular' guy, followed around by some paparazzi. Well, regular? He was 'Bruce Wayne' for crying out loud, the man who didn't show his face for quite some time. Although she had the command to shadow him, she felt her hands itch with impatience to get after him, kidnap him, and be done with it. Maybe then Bane would be somewhat .. well, easier to go along with. Not that he was a nice person in general, no. You actually should be grateful to be alive if you spend so much time with him, and then be able to say 'Well, yeh! I am still alive all right!'.

With a sight she listened to the two men behind her, having a conversation about whether not to follow her orders, or not. For all of it, she would be much rather on her own doing business for Bane, these two men he gave her were for real useless. Why did he even hire them? Oh yeah, he didn't. They found him and he offered them a job, how kind.
With a sour look she looked over her shoulder, her green eyes blazing with anger when they started to raise their voice to a dangerously loud tone.

"Will you two just shut up? I am trying to do my job here. If you want to be able to say the same, then please shut the fuck up" She snapped, her voice somewhat high pitched like it always was.

The two men looked in her direction as if she had asked them to jump out of a flying airplane. Satisfied with the fact that they held their gun not pointed against her head for once, she turned around again and examined Bruce Wayne. But when she lay her eyes on the last spot she had spotted him she grunted in anger. He. Was. Gone. 'and I probably too if I don't come up with some good news..' She though, looking seriously worried now. It was that she had given him useful information, even inside plans from 'Bruce Wayne' and other important people. She never came back empty handed, but now .. she was about to.

Somewhat panicked she looked around, hoping to see something that could help her. Nothing came into view. She placed her hand against her forehead and sighted, yet again. 'Well, I'm fucked'

Slowly she heaved herself up, and when the sun caught the attention of her hair it looked very much like it was on fire. It made the two men look around, awaiting her next step. She took her time thinking about it, whether not to give orders or to think about it for sometime longer. There was no person in Gotham Bane needed more than Bruce Wayne, hell if she know why. A billionaire who after months of lonely isolation suddenly coming out of his mansion, going to parties and live a good life .. that just was not it. Something about this guy made her neck hairs stood on end, giving her a feeling he knows you're watching.

Feeling suddenly very miserable, she turned around again and hissed to the men behind her:

"Leave."

It sounded venomous, and very much like a bear waking up from a slumber. She was small, she wasn't strong, but hell would she be at times like this. She could, in theory, break this guys neck if she would creep up onto him and grab his neck in the right position, but then again she had to kill his pal. 'Bane would slaughter me if I would touch his men'

"Why? We had orders to-" One of the men begun, she curtly interrupted him with a angry hiss.
"To follow my orders, you worthless ass. I don't hesitate to remember Bane about your, ah .. previous life, noh?"

The left one paled, the bigger one took a step back and grunted in disgust.

"Then, we'll leave" He said, eyes narrowed and his gun dangerously pointed at her forehead.

She made sure that the two men were for at least ten minutes away from her before she came into action. She threw her hair in her neck, rubbed her forehead a while and began thinking things out.
To get it all right .. she had to write a letter to her. Although every vein in her body said not to, but she could not risk a meeting with her. Things could turn out wrong, if not even death from her point.
Also she had to make sure she would not go looking for her, or do stupid things- so she maybe ought to write something that made clear she was going to give her information later.
and at last, making sure she would be in no contact with Bane. Even if it was a slight glimpse, it could be enough to die. Everything around him died, or was going to die so it was just a matter of time before she would go as well.

With a frustrated grunt she walked towards the ladder, Bruce Wayne already forgotten and slid down. First she had to fix this problem, for the sake of her best friend. Then she could come up with something that would prevent Bane from beating her up, if it wasn't killing her. Out of her pocked she took a simple, black note and a pencil. She sat down on an old box and began to write.
The letter ended up with no more then 3 lines of words, but it took her a total time loss of three hours. All around here were small, crumpled notes, not able to make it in time. This one had to do.

With the feeling that she was just about to jump out of an airplane, she put her pen on paper and wrote down the last words of her letter.

'Take care, Aria'

Heather POV

It was dark, too dark.

I have lost track of time, it could be four hours now, maybe just half an hour, maybe one day. All she now know was that she was in a small, very dark room. It took me quite some time to venture in the dark, feeling around what everything was but shying away as soon I would feel any object that wasn't the shape of something completely straight or of a square. Nobody seemed to be with me in the room, I am all alone. I knew that letting my guard down was a stupid thing to do, but the tears started to stream down my face in the end. I could not help it to sob, although I could do it in silence. I've learned over the past years that crying in front of anyone was not good for anyone, so I never did. Horrible scenarios flooded trough my mind, from rape to murder. Whatever was going to happen, it could not be good. Sometimes when I would hear movement outside, I would crawl back to the fares end of my cell, anxious awaiting what was happening next. When nothing happened I remained on the same spot. Panic attacks were now common, I had a lot in the past few hours. Every time I had the idea I would choke in here, that this would be my tomb.

With that though In my mind I swallowed laborious, wishing this would be over. It was childish to wish for something, knowing it would probably never happen. Right now I could not even decide what I wanted more. Dying, or going outside. Soon the option 'Stay here for a little longer' was the best one so far.

Although it was very dark, I could remember the face of my kidnapper. Strangely enough not what happened afterward. It seemed completely blank. I only could remember running into someone, Bane in this case. (I shuddered), and then waking up in this cell. Surely I would not have passed out now, would I?

It was an option I had to consider. I mentally braced myself for whatever was coming, I would fight like a lion when someone would come in here.

When it came, I was frozen in fear. Again. I even considered screaming for anyone, but I was too afraid those men would come back and I would have a bigger problem.

I could hear a hell lot of something that would be unlocked, and when the door opened I kept myself from flinching, but I felt suddenly very sick and weak.

It sure was not Bane who stood into the opening of the door, it was a guy with a huge ass weapon in his hands. I was not sure if that was better than Bane himself.

In silence I braced myself for what was coming, wanting to fight, kick and bite but not doing anything.

"Come" The man growled uninterested.

I did not make any move, regretting it right away. When he walked into my cell I jumped up and quickly ran past him. He grabbed my arm and held me in place. Panicking I saw another dude appearing, taking place in front of me. Like this they started walking, me in the middle of the two men.

Yes, I was a coward. For that point no argument here, and I wished right away I just would die. Things would be over and I could be in peace, but no. Life's a bitch, it was never going to happen.

I was too busy thinking of a way out, that I was not paying any attention at all to the environment. What did took my attention was the foul smell, it smelled almost like the sewers under the city. As a child I once almost fell into a hole leading to the sewers, it gave me a good fear of water afterwards and of anything foul.

We entered a somewhat lighter room, I looked around only to see upwards a huge, metal bridge. The water that was splashing down with much violent filled my ears, it reminded me of something.

When I found out we actually were in the sewers, my heart skipped some beats and it felt like the ground under my feet disappeared. Normally I would be afraid of anything, but the real phobia I created was now coming up. Risk of being shot suddenly forgotten I stopped dead in my tracks, not setting any step further.

"Keep walking!" The guy behind me snapped, pushing his gun with some force into my back. I bumped forward somewhat and swallowed. I could see someone up there, well .. it was too big to be a normal person so I knew right away who it was. My mind only though of something else.

My instinct of a deer coming up again I turned around and started running, panic gripping me. To my great relief no one did anything! No gunshots, no attacks.. nothing! Could it be-

Then out of nowhere someone dropped in front of me and knocked me back, reluctantly placing his fist against my sternum, knocking the air out of me and me backwards. I screamed like there was no tomorrow, due to the force and the fright. The force he put behind it was incredible, and it made me flying back like in a movie. Unlike the other persons in the movie I actually took a heavy blow, hitting my back against a pillar.

I saw stars and moaned in pain. When he stood in front of me, eyes flashing yet again a sound not like any other I ever made in my life escaped my mouth.

"Please .. no!" I begged, not wanting to die but not wanting to be here in general as well.

"Stop!" Someone shouted, very close to someone I once knew.
Tears now burning into my eyes of all the emotion I let out, I looked up to the faintly appearance of a small, slender figure now standing on the point where Bane stood just moments ago.

"Heather!?" She called, not sure if she should.

I was too afraid to get my eyes of Bane, but something in me made me do it. I focused my eyes on the bridge and saw her there, hair as res as ever and green eyes filled with uncertainly and terror.

Then everything turned black, again.

'Creeped'? Is that even a word? D: According to WORD not ._.
This was another chapter, with .. not much action. SORRY D: I PROMISE IT WILL BE BETTER. Fists into ribs, bite marks into arms, it is all going to show up .. xD Sorry for Bruce Wayne thing, I had NO IDEA how long he was into his mansion, seriously, that minor detail was something I did not remember *giggle* Maybe some Ice coffee does the trick, next chapter. Maybe it does :)
Oh and yes~ Hehehe, if I have anything wrong in this chapter please tell me! D: (Yes, the day Bruce comes out is actually at night, I know :))
Fallen back into a depression and upcoming school is not helping me anything with remembering the movie. I don't feel 100% since yesterday evening, so if you get something of that atmosphere back into the story, lol forgive me x) I try to shout it out into something else and keep my mood out of my story ^^ + I am already writing Chapter Three, I just can't stop :D

And yes, there is a little something behind Aria. You will find out (:

Me Out.