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Whee, now to start this chapter off with a flash back! I just found this in my computer, and I had been meaning to post it. Well as usual, I hate your flamers, I don't wanna hear it. And this is an odd story, but this gives insight to the real plot soon. Remember Thorne?
Bruce Wayne was woken by the sound of his butler Alfred walking into his room. He was tired after the previous night, capturing Penguin. And not to mention the pain he was in. Why the hell was Alfred in his room at this hour. He looked at the clock, it was just 1.
"Master Bruce?"
"What is it Alfred?" he said, now sitting up slowly.
The butler was looking at him, "How are you feeling?" he inquired.
"I'm fine, Now what is it?'
Alfred was delaying, but soon he spoke up, "You have some guest who are on their way." he was trying not to crack a bit of a smile.
Bruce looked at him blankly, reading something from his butler, "I have a feeling its someone your happy to see."
The butler nodded. And without anymore questions he left the room, letting Bruce get ready for his mystery guests. It was unlike Alfred to keep something from him, but he knew it must have been someone he knew that would play a harmless joke on him.
It was less then a hour before his guests would arrive, and to his surprise two farmiler faces walked into the room, in fact one ran into the room. A young girl jumped up around Bruce's neck, squealing!
"Brother Bruce! I missed you!" the young girl was squeezing the poor sore hero. He lowered her to her feet and she ran over to Alfred, but she was a bit more gentle with the butler, "Uncle Alfred!"
The old woman standing in the door way was smiling as she walked slowly to Bruce, giving him a gentle hug, "Bruce, my have you grown. No longer the boy I once knew," she was looking into his eyes, studying him, "You are now a man."
Bruce was smiling to, for this was a reunion between friends, "Helen, I haven't heard from you in years, and you think I've grown, look at Rosie, what happened to the pigtails!?" he was laughing.
The teenage girl walked up to him, "Are you trying to make fun of me? Least I don't party all night!"
"Now Rose, mind your manners" her grandmother Helen had spoken, Rose stepped back.
Helen walked over to Alfred and gave him a hug , "Its been to long old friend."
They walked into the den, Alfred offered Helen a chair, and Rose promptly sat down next to Bruce. They all sat together, talking about old times. Bruce would look over at Rose every once in a while, seeing the smiling girl. Rembering that she had a pain almost as great as his. This girl had lost it all, but never witnessed any of it, least he thought.
Bruce remembered when they had moved, it must have been about seven years ago. When they moved, they moved quickly without much word to anyone, but Alfred. Apparently Rose's mother had been hit by a car and killed. Her father had gone missing after dealing with Thorne, more then likely he had ended up at the bottom of the river. Rose, her brother and her grandmother had made a quick escape from Gotham.
Now that Bruce thought about it, he didn't see Jack. He brought it up, "Helen, where is Jack?"
She didn't speak for a moment thinking about what to say next, "That's why we are back in Gotham…I believe he's been getting into trouble, and he took our money and ran. I had a feeling he had gone to Gotham. So I managed to take a job in town at Sunset Labs. Where they are making new chemicals, that's all I can tell you."
Rose changed the subject quickly, "Brother Bruce, is there anything new in Gotham!? Do you know Batman!? Cause if you do, I would really like to meet him!"
"Yes, my dear Rose has been training…on offensive fighting styles, I'm waiting for this girl to realize she needs to learn some defense."
"Yeah, I remember you training when I was younger! I wanna be strong like you." Rose sounded like a small child. It was as if she was acting.
Alfred asked a quick question, "Have you found housing?"
"Yes, we are staying at a place on Grayford St." Helen answered smiling at Alfred.
Bruce and Alfred looked at her strangely, "You know the crime in that area?"
"Yes, I do know the crime, but its all that I can afford at the moment, and before you say anything Bruce, I don't want your money. The place we have is very close to my work."