Phoenix Burning

Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own Batman. ;-;

A/N: Hey, so I'm ill yet again so decided to do some writing/updating on stories, and this one hasn't been updated in awhile so I figured 'what the hell'. (I also learnt some indonesian for this chapter :D Translation will be at the bottom of the page.)

P.S: I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Oh and I have a new rule, from now on all my chapters (of all stories) shall at least be a 1,000 words or more.

Chapter two: When I first meet him

People's thoughts

~Flashbacks~

*Action word* e.g. *sighs*

(Jonathan's POV)

Staring out into the city, Jonathan prayed that he wouldn't have anymore unwanted visitors.

Locking the window and pulling the curtain close, Jonathan turned and stared longingly at bed but knowing that he was being watched left him feeling a little paranoid, sighing he made his way into his lounge, maybe he could watch TV for a little while or some reading.

Sitting down on his worn couch and flickering through the channels he found his thoughts went back to the Bat and his odd behaviour.

The Bat never regrets what he does to criminals, but Jonathan was almost certain that he had seen guilt spread across the Bats face, as well as mixture of other emotions that Jonathan couldn't quite place and he had a feeling he didn't really want to know.

Perhaps the Bat felt guilty for hurting a 'dying man' even if said man was a criminal, no that can't be it… *snicker* maybe he felt guilty with how pathetic you acted.

Trying to forget about his uninvited guest and 'pathetic' behaviour at the time, he tried to find something on the TV to focus his attentions on. After flicking through a lot of rubbish channels he decided to settle on the news.

"This just in, A massive riot at blackgate prison earlier this week that led all prisoners to be moved to Arkham asylum has caused even bigger problems as a massive breakout has left the dangerous prisoners of blackgate and equally dangerous criminally insane of Arkham out on the streets! Viewers beware! All citizens are asked to remain in doors till the crisis has been averted!"

Wow… All that in a week? I wonder if someone had planned it… The Joker perhaps?

"On other news, we have been getting phone in's that some… odd… people have been sighted around Gotham, rumors of 'ninjas' and 'shadow leagues' or a similar name have been spreading around, if you happen to see any of these shadow ninja people, they are most likely armed and dangerous, so citizens are asked to keep away and report anything suspicious to the police, DO NOT APPROACH!-"

Jonathan began tuning out the rest of the news. Ninja's? Here… that could only mean one thing… or rather one person… Ra's was back.

Swallowing Jonathan looked around nervously, he wouldn't be surprised if said man had snuck in at some point.

He knew that the Bat (and anyone else who knew about his alliance with 'Henri Ducard') would believe that he was being used and thought the city was being held for ransom, when really it was to be destroyed, however he did know, he knew exactly what was going to happen, Ra's had just covered for him at the time, so that if he ever did get caught, the charges wouldn't be so bad. (not that it really mattered to Jonathan anyway)

He could still remember when he had first meet Ra's, it was a few years back-more or less.

~Flash back~

~ Walking along a dusty (1) pasar street in indonesia, Jonathan walked over to where a woman was selling silk made head scarves. Scanning the many items Jonathan picked out a blue one with black and purple detail and gold lining.

(2) "Berapa banyak untuk syal ini?"

"39305.61 rupiah." (A/N: That's basical £2… I think)

"Anda suka? Anda harus oleh, membuat istri Anda sangat bahagia!"

Jonathan just smiled and thanked the woman and handed over the money, neglecting to tell her that he had no wife, and that the scarf was for himself.

He had a long traveling journey ahead and he had a feeling he maybe needing a scarf for when the sun will be shining down too strong. At this time of the year he tended to move away to a more isolated area, especially with his… 'condition'.

There weren't many people left with a 'condition' like his, if he didn't know any better he would say they were dying out due to fear of what the rest of the world will do to them, he knew that his kind used to be captured and sold in the black market.

After purchasing his order he decided he had enough items to begin his journey, he wasn't too sure on where he would be going, just that he was going to try and find somewhere high up.

He wasn't aware he was being watched, not till all the people began fading away as he left the crowded streets, after ten minutes of walking and not seeing anyone, he finally began to feel eyes on the back of him, causing the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up.

Taking a slight detour, he took a right down an alley, he knew it would lead to another somewhat crowded street, not as crowded as the last mind, but hopefully crowded enough that he would stop being followed.

However he never got to make it halfway through the alley before he felt a hand grip the back of his neck, paralysing him almost instantly.

He felt himself being pulled to one side of the alley, where there were crates to block anybody who might of happened to look down the alley at the time. He was then forced down on his knees, whilst another hand cupped his chin and made him look up.

The man must of been in his late twenties early thirties, the man had a rather aristocratic features, high cheekbones and a strong jaw, his eyes were a grey stormy colour, he had a triumphant/arrogant smirk on his face.

Jonathan felt a knot of nerves tie in his stomach, something about the man didn't sit right with him.

The man looked him over before mumbling to himself.

"Saya tidak pernah berpikir bahwa saya benar-benar dapat menemukan phoenix yang sebenarnya ... dan yang tunduk pada saat itu."

He couldn't help but feel slight anger at this. The man was talking about him like he wasn't even there! But his anger was mixed with his fear, what was this man going to do to him?

Apparently his anger and fear must of shown in his eyes for the man's gaze softened as he looked him in the eye,

"Jangan khawatir yang muda, aku tidak akan menyakitimu janji ... katakan padaku satu manis, bahasa apa yang Anda berbicara?"

Jonathan couldn't help the tremble in his voice when he spoke.

"Indonesia, Inggris, Perancis, dan latin pak …"

"Ah… You're from America, aren't you?"

"Yes sir, I am."

The older man chuckled softly as he ran his hand through the young boys hair.

"You may call me Ra's… Now what may I call you?"

"... J-Jonathan."

Ra's grinned down at him, "Well Jonathan, it's a pleasure to meet you."~

~End Flashback~

Jonathan could hardly believe how long ago that was, not to mention how young he was, he must of just turned eighteen back then.

It really has been a long time.

Getting up and stretching, he looked around the room and switched the TV off and made sure everything was locked up before heading back to bed, he may or may not be being watched, but that didn't mean he could stay up all night long worrying about it.

A/N: I hope that chapter was OK, I think it was a little more well written towards/during the flashback part, any way the translations are below, and please don't forget to R&R :D

~Crow

(1) pasar = Market (If my research is correct then yeah its basically a market place)

(2) Berapa banyak untuk syal ini? = How much for this scarf?

(3)Anda suka? Anda harus oleh, membuat istri Anda sangat bahagia! = Do you like? You should buy; make your wife very happy!

(4)Saya tidak pernah berpikir bahwa saya benar-benar dapat menemukan phoenix yang sebenarnya ... dan yang tunduk pada saat itu. = I never thought that I may actually find an actual phoenix... and a submissive one at that

(5)Jangan khawatir yang muda, aku tidak akan menyakitimu janji ... katakan padaku satu manis, bahasa apa yang Anda berbicara? = Don't worry young one, I'm not going to hurt you promise... tell me sweet one, what languages do you speak?

(6) Indonesia, Inggris, Perancis, dan Latin pak … = Indonesian, english, French and Latin sir...