So here it is you guys. I probably won't update until a week everytime sadly. Also, I was wondering if anyone could be a beta for me? You know, someone who ckecks my work. Also I hope you like this chapter. It wont be a few until Bruce and Elizabeth get together but soon they will. I don't like stories that takes like 18 chapters until they are finally together so probably by like the 7th (If things are going as good as they are) they will be getting together. I hope you like it.
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Her body tenses after hearing his thoughts. She slowly backed away , dropping the club. Bruce looked up at her. "Are You Okay?" He asked, slowly getting up as if She was dangerous to him. Elizabeth shook her head. "Um yeah. It just…. It's my break now. So, uh, Jessica, the other secretary, will be assisting you now.
Elizabeth turned and fled out of the office before hearing Bruce's last thoughts. "I knew it"
Elizabeth raced out of the room. Jessica, the other secretary, stared at her as she raced by.
"I'm taking my break now" She told Jessica before entering the her back against the silver walls of the elevator, Elizabeth grabs the rails for support as she sighed in relief that she was finally out of there. If he knew, there was nothing to stop him from exposing her.
Different races had different punishments for humans that found out about the Night World. The Luminous Vampires had the Voultri, the Obscurity Vampires had Elders but what did Elizabeth race have? Nothing. "It's your mess, deal with it" is what they would most likely say if she went for help.
"Just Breathe" She told herself. "Father would know what to do" Eventually, meaning 5 minutes and pushing the emergency stop button on the elevator, Elizabeth had calmed herself down. Only to be worked up again by another line that she remembered in Bruce's head.
"Henri Duncard and Ra's Al Ghul…" He had thought of their names. Which means that he was with the League of Shadows
The League Of Shadows was a team of highly trained men that were out to rid the world of evil, not caring who they would kill on the way. The problem was that for ages, The League Of Shadows had always thought of Vampires, Werewolves and anything else not human or natural were meant to be cut off. For good.
The League had found ways to dispose of the Night World children and sent assassins to murder them. There was one incident when she and her father just got away, but apparently the league had gotten their names.
"If Bruce knows Henri and Ra's Al Ghul. And if he was taught by them, that means one thing….." The statement ended up as a whisper, but Elizabeth did not need to complete the sentence for she already knew the answer. Bruce was in the League of Shadows.
"That's where he had been for the last few years. Although, he never strike me as the one to kill another person. And if he was out to get me, he would of done it right there in the office." She supposed.
The elevator started to go again and Elizabeth knew that she needed her Father guidance.
Jack was at home, reading the paper when Elizabeth ran in, repeating "Father! Father!". He did not look surprise at her sudden burst through the door because he could hear her a mile away. Literally.
"Breathe" He told her as soon as she reached the house, saying what was on her mind at 60 miles per second. It took Jack everything he had to calm her down.
"Now first thing first. What happened?" He asked slowly, as if talking to a child.
Elizabeth breathed and gasped out "He knows!" in which Jack stared at her, confused.
"Who knows?" Jack is not a telepath nor does he have anything to do with telekinesis but was close. He could review in his mind the past of those around him. If he wanted, he could see anyone's past things they have done and figure out if they are trust worthy or not. This is a great advantage to Jack.
"Bruce Wayne"
If Jack and Elizabeth were humans, the conversation they had would of taken hours. Since they are part of the super natural though, it only took them one.
"So he knows?" Jack asked, after hearing his daughter story.
"And not just that, he used to work for the League of Shadows. Father, what happens if he is here to destroy us? To kill us?"
Jack sighed, looking at Elizabeth, who was sitting by him on a white couch. He was holding her hands on his lap. "Let me see him. Let me see his past. Then I will know what will happen and what should happen"
Elizabeth nodded while Jack got up and looked outside the window, onto the streets of Gotham. Elizabeth and Jack did not have that much money so they both lived in a apartment in the Narrows. It wasn't the best place but compared to the other homes in the Narrows, their apartment was the better of them. "Stay home for a while. I'll call Mr. Earle and tell him that you are sick. In a few Days I will go talk to Wayne" Jack had decided.
"And then what?" She asked, worried about her job and her father. Jack leaned on one arm against the window. "Then we will just have to wait and see."
Days later, Jack made his way into Wayne Tower, searching for Bruce Wayne. If he could just see into his past he could stop the League Of Shadows if they tried to harm him or his daughter.
At first, Jack wasn't quiet sure were to go or who to ask for Bruce Wayne, until he spotted Mr. Earle making his way to a board meeting. "Mr. Earle!" He called after him, pushing his way through the men and women in suits. Mr. Earle turned away from the men in black and looked at Jack. "Um, and you are?" He inquired.
Jack put out his hand "Hi, I'm Jack Rose. My daughter is your new secretary, Elizabeth Rose." Mr. Earle nodded slowly. "Ah yes, how is she? I heard she was sick?" He said this with no hint concern in his voice. He clearly wanted to leave the conversation and get on with something more important. As did Jack.
"She's doing fine. Hey, I was wondering if you knew where Bruce Wayne is? I really need to talk to him" Jack skipped straight to the point. Mr. Earle Nodded. "Yes, in a matter of fact I do. He's working with Fox in the science department." That was all Jack need. Saying a quick thanks, he turned and fled to the science department.
"God, I hate this building" Jack thought, going through the many levels of Wayne Tower until finally giving into asking for directions. "Excuse me?" He said to a man who was in the elevator. Jack manage to slip through the doors before it closed. "Excuse me?" He asked again. The man turned revealing a man in about his seventies. He was black and had very short white hair. He smiled at Jack. "I was wondering if you knew where the science department is?" Jack breathed out.
The man laughed. "What a coincident? I am in fact heading that way right now to work on some stuff with Mr. Wayne. Perhaps you will join me?" Jack nodded eagerly. All He wanted was to find this Bruce Wayne and get this nightmare over with. The man smiled a gentle but warm smile. "Oh, where is my manners? Lucius Fox" He held out his hand which Jack graciously took. It was about time finding someone in this building with respect. "Jack Rose"
"He should just be getting finished with some things" Mr. Fox told Jack, exiting the elevator. "What things?" Jack asked, curious. Fox laughed "If I only new." Just then, around the corner emerged Bruce. He was smiling but stopped when he saw Jack. "I didn't know another one worked he?" He looked confused at Fox.
Fox simply replied "He doesn't" Jack took this as the time he introduced himself. "Jack Rose" He put out his hand. Bruce eyes widen a bit but remained calm. "Bruce Wayne" Bruce slowly took his hand, giving it a little shake. As soon as his skin made contact with Jack, Jack took his chance and looked through the past of Bruce Wayne. He closed his eyes and saw everything Bruce had saw in his past. His Parents death, Joe Chill trial, The joining of the league of shadows and the end of them. All of it. It rushed into Jack mind like flashes of a movie. Jack eyes flew open and he jerked his hand out of Bruce's. "He isn't here to destroy us and Gotham" Jack thought "He came to save us".
Bruce waved his hand in front of Jack. "Hello?" He said in a unsure voice. Jack snapped out of his phase and looked at Bruce. "So you're Elizabeth Father, I assume?" Bruce crossed his arms over his chest but not in a mad way, but a way that people do when they try to start a conversation. Jack smiled and nodded. "Yes, that's what I'm here to talk about actually." Mr. Fox stood on the outside, looking at the two. He sensed that what Jack and Bruce recently said, there was a code to it. But it was not his place to find out. He gave a simple nod and took his leave. Bruce and Jack soon stood alone.
"I'm not here to harm you-" Bruce started but Jack raised his hand to quiet him. "I know, I saw it." Bruce gave a look of understanding but still a bit of confusion. Bruce knew that some people of the night world had powers. Most, actually. He just didn't know what Jack power was.
"I have," Jack started "The power to look at the past of other humans. If I make skin contact with them, I can see their whole past. My daughter, on the other hand, can read the mind of anyone at anytime." Bruce gave a "Ah" of realisation. "That's why Elizabeth rushed out of there so fast a couple of days ago. She thought that I was going to harm you and her and your destroy your life. But you have nothing to be afraid about. I just need to know that you are not here to harm Gotham. But by the looks of it, you are totally against that thought." Jack gave a quick but firm nod. "Me and my daughter are here to live a normal life. We will never harm anyone." Bruce still looked un-certain. "And the feeding problem...." Jack knew this was going to come up. It always does. "We know a guy at the food bank. So, Mr. Wayne, why did you come back to Gotham?"
"Well, you should know." Bruce joked. Jack grew a grin. He was happy that him and Bruce were on the same page and not in a different book. "I know, I just want to hear it from your mouth. It is kind of rude just to hear from the thoughts." Bruce leaned forward, putting his hands behind his back.
"I came here to save Gotham. To be a symbol. To show Gotham that their city doesn't belong to the corrupt or the criminals." Bruce pulled out a chair and Jack mirrored the gesture. He sat, facing Bruce, interested. "And how do you suppose to do that?" Bruce smirked. " As a man, as Bruce Wayne, I'm just flesh and blood. But as a symbol, I am incorruptible." Jack knew where he was getting at. He knew the point. "And, maybe you could help me. Seeing as that you are very... very..." Bruce didn't know what to say but Jack was aware of what Bruce was thinking.
"Old?" He completed the sentence, raising an eyebrow. Bruce sighed "I thought you said your daughter was the mind reader?" Jack chuckled "I don't have to be able to read minds to figure that one out, Mr. Wayne. But to answer your question yes, I am old and yes, I do know things that maybe Mr. Fox doesn't know. But the again, Mr. Fox probably knows things I don't" Jack debated. Bruce raised his hands. "Exactly! That's why you and Mr. Fox could help me. Although, don't tell Lucius. I don't want him to know about.... what I'm planning to do." Jack nodded. "He'll most likely find out in time though." Bruce smirked "He is a smart man."
"So, what do you say?" Bruce stood up along with Jack as he dusted off his pants. "Will you help? Although keep in mind it is sort of a risk." Jack coughed a laugh. Bruce obviously wasn't viewing the strength of a vampire. Jack shook his head. "And here I thought you were clever. I am in no harm way, Mr. Wayne. Especially from these criminals." Bruce began to walk to the elevator, still sometimes looking at Jack. "And Elizabeth?" He inquired. "She can take care of herself. She may seem fragile, but she is a fighter" Jack confirmed while they both stepped into the elevator. Bruce took the liberty to press the main floor button. The doors closed. "So you're going to help me?" Bruce finally asked as Jack was about to exit the Elevator. Jack looked up, as if still debating.
"I think I can insist you in that area." Bruce and Jack chuckled lightly. "Until then, Mr. Wayne" Jack pulled out his hand for about the fifth time that day. This time, Bruce had no objections of shaking it. "Where will I contact you?" Bruce broke the shake. Jack smiled, knowingly. "I'm sure if you make a phone call to Mr. Earle new employee, She'll know where." Jack finally left as the elevator doors closed behind him.
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