Encounters

Chp 2

Authors Note**Thank you so much for the awesome reviews! I really appreciate it! Hopefully you all like the second chapter, and expect the third to pop up within the next week! Once again, please R&R and I don't own anything except the criminal, Bobby. Hehe ;)**

"Who are you?" he growled again. "Who do you work for?"

"Did you stay to watch the scene?" She was being coy with him, and she could tell it drove him a little…batty.

"They took Bobby Highland away, yes."

"Good! You stayed for the whole lessen then." She grinned.

"I know you started that fire, someone could have been hurt."

"Oh no… that's not good. I should really be more careful with my pyrotechnics."

She stood in the darkness. There was a cool wind blowing and the light from the moon was hitting the back of her figure. What a perfect night to encounter 'The Bat'. She had heard so many rumors, newspaper articles, reports on the television and so on. Even though she intended for her invasion of Bobby's home to be quick and easy, she had a little bit of hope it would attract the right kind of attention. She was right.

"Who are – ",

"Look, this is fun and all, but I should really get going. There are so many more rooftops to land on, maybe next time we can…chat some more?" She slinked over to him. Although, they had had a bit of a brawl, her instincts told her he wouldn't attack her. If he wanted to immobilize her, he would have done so before words were spoken.

She got dangerously close to his face. He was tall, and lean… sort of attractive.

"You can call me… " She smiled, and put a hand up to his jaw as if bracing him for something. "Hmm… never mind. Until we meet again." She then made a quick, sharp turn behind her and dove off the roof.

Using her whip as a vine-like tool, she stopped herself from falling too hard on the cement below; landing directly on her feet in an alley. Selina knew he wouldn't follow her. It was nearly four in the morning and if Batman was anything like her, they both needed to be inside before daybreak.

Running as quickly as she could, Selina cut corners, and soon, she found her self in the area where she lived. Her reason for taking to the streets was so that her masked friend wouldn't be able to track her as easily and it worked. It seemed as though she lost Batman, maybe he didn't even try to follow her.

Climbing the fire escape she made her way inside her apartment via the open window. Holly had already gone to sleep which made it easier for Selina to get cleaned up without the questions she knew would come.

Slowly taking off the suit, Selina could feel the internally bruised muscles; the soreness was catching up with her. Her body was screaming at her and her neck hurt where Batman had grabbed her; it would definitely bruise in the morning. Damn Bat. She thought. Her feet hat blisters and some were already bleeding. This was all a fine price to pay to get what she wanted.

She stuffed the gear and suit in a locked trunk next to her dresser. The cool air met her naked skin, of which she welcomed. Throwing on an old t-shirt, she crawled into bed; being cautious of her battle wounds. Then the darkness over came her eyes.

The next day Selina awoke to a T.V. in the living room. It was the news explaining the fire and how Bobby Highland was in prison now. Holly leaned against the wall and watched while sipping on some tea.

"I had no idea…" Holly said.

"I know." Selina stood in the doorway. "I tried to tell you Holls."

"Why do I have such rotten luck?" Holly looked truly upset. Bobby maybe wasn't the greatest guy in Gotham, but then again who was? The city was full of rapists, murderers, thieves and drug dealers. No one in Gotham escaped flaws, so it was easy for Holly to entertain the notion that, although Bobby wasn't prince charming, he wasn't the devil either.

Selina thought on this a moment. A flashback of her mother lying dead on the floor, and then finding her abusive father dead from alcohol came to her. Holly wasn't the only one who had 'bad luck'.

Snapping out of it, she noticed Holly was walking closer to her.

"How did you do it? No one caught you? No one saw?" She couldn't grasp Selina's prowess and ability.

"Well, someone did see…. The Batman." She gave a little snicker and then walked toward the kitchen. Footsteps heard behind her meant Holly was closely following.

"What?! Really? Did he talk to you? What did he say, Selina?" Holly sounded quite enthused.

"He seemed overly concerned with who I was and what my business with 'prison boy' is. And I just must be working with someone. " Selina smiled. "Can't a girl just work alone?"

"You need to be careful, Selina. He's known to put criminals away, and I'm sure if you gave him the chance he would do the same to you." Holly sounded genuinely concerned, which wasn't abnormal for her, but having just found out that her boyfriend was dealing drugs, and now in prison was enough for her to forgive Selina's actions.

"He had an opportunity to do something about me last night, but he didn't." She motioned to the bruise on her neck.

"Oh…" She didn't look pleased.

Selina walked around to her nightstand in her room, and picked up the four hundred and fifty she took from Bobby's apartment. Coming back into the kitched she put the money in front of Holly.

"Selina, really?" Holly smirked.

"What? It was just begging to be snatched." Making her way back into her room, Selina decided it was time to get ready for the day. It was also time for her to start looking for a day job.

~Wayne Manor~

Alfred climbed the stairs at a steady pace, carrying a green substance-like drink, an apple and some oatmeal. As he reached Bruce's room, he noticed a couple drops of blood. Another night out.

Bruce opened one eye as Alfred drew the curtains back.

"It's two o'clock Master Bruce."

"Really?" He sounded surprised. "It feels earlier."

As he got up, he put weight on the shoulder that had been cut by the mysterious woman the night before. Some of the blood had seeped through the sheets. "Alfred, would you mind?" Bruce motioned for Alfred to grab the sheet so he could sit up.

"Of course, sir. Did you find the cause of the fire.?"

Sitting upright Bruce answered while sipping on his drink. "Yes, but it wasn't who I thought it was going to be."

"Who should it have been, sir?"

"Initially I was concerned that Bobby was a target by the men he had been dealing with, but that wasn't the case." Now taking a bite of the Oatmeal, Bruce started to walk around the room in thought.

"What did you find out, Master Bruce?"

Bruce let out a small smirk. "She didn't give me a name, but she wore a black suit; leather I believe. She was a skilled fighter, and it was as though she knew I was watching her. Like a feline of some sort."

Alfred chuckled, "She sounds like your type, sir."

"I don't know who she is, or what she's doing here. She could be the tie to the robberies that I've been following, and now this?" The woman confused Bruce Wayne because while she was a criminal, her actions were against those who…almost deserved it. "Could she have done this to get Highland arrested?"

Alfred Pennyworth turned to look at Bruce, "Well, sir, I've come to realize that nothing is as it seems in this great city."

Bruce nodded thoughtfully as Alfred made his way out of the room. This 'cat' woman character was intriguing indeed. He couldn't help but feel like he would be seeing her again.

**So many questions to be answered! Tune in next time! :D