Chapter 3

Bruce Wayne exited the Wayne Tower and found his car already waiting for him at the entrance. The engine was already running. He was carrying a large bag with Wayne industries products that Fox had previously gave him. He placed the bag on the front seat and then entered the car himself. He exited the entrance of the Tower and turned right at the road, a few meters in front of him was a street light that was orange. He sped up to catch it only to see a person crossing the road. She stopped right in the middle. Bruce stepped on the brakes, the car stopped just inches away of the stranger's legs. The woman who was wearing a hood and a trench coat, didn't even turn to look at him, she only started walking again to cross the road. Bruce couldn't believe this woman's ignorance. Now the light was red and Bruce had to wait. He heard the horns of the cars on the crossroads. Apparently a truck wouldn't start with the green light, but eventually Bruce saw it pass in front of him. The driver gave him a weird look.

After a few hours he arrived at the Manor. He parked the car and grabbed the bag. He walked to the entrance and opened the door.

"Alfred I'm back!" he shouted and his voice echoed in the large room. No answer. That's weird. He thought and took a few steps forward. He dropped the bag and called for Alfred one more time. No answer once more. Something was wrong. He was sure. He took a few steps more when he saw Alfred unconscious on the ground, he run to him jumping over the couch, panic was starting to fill his chest. "Alfred!" He screamed. He checked his pulse. Regular. "Thank God!" He sighed. As he was lifting him up in his arms to put him on the couch he noticed a small needle on the left side of neck. His eyes darkened and his senses heightened. He slowly left Alfred on the couch, still unconscious and turned around. On the small table in front on him was a set of three small knives, antiques of his family. He took all three of them and headed to the hallway. Whoever attacked Alfred could still be inside the house. He steadied his breath and had a knife in each hand. He was halfway through the hallway when a tall shadow caught Bruce's eye. Its owner was a 5 feet tall thug, who had a gun in his hand. He jumped on Bruce screaming only to land on his knees as Bruce evaded the attack. No moment was wasted by neither of them. Bruce thrusted forward against the man and the attacker rolled to the right to avoid him. He lifted his gun to shoot him but Bruce was faster and threw one of the decorative knives to his hand making him drop the gun. On that second of the attackers distraction Bruce jumped on him and with his left elbow kept him down while with his right hand put the remaining knife on his throat.

"Who are you?" he screamed at the man who was trying to get away. "Who are you?" he asked again as the man wouldn't answer.

"You are a dead man!" He said in the end and looked Bruce in the eyes.

"Who sent you?" Bruce was now furious. The man didn't answer him simply started laughing. "Who?" Bruce repeated running out of patience.

"You can get rid of me all you want, you are still gonna die!" he said and continued laughing.

Bruce not being able to hear that man's bumbling any longer, punched him in the face knocking him out. Then he went back to Alfred, who was still unconscious. He took out his phone and called the police.

A few minutes' later two dozen police cars had arrived at his house. A squad team was ready to enter when Bruce opened the door. The detective who had taken up the case stepped forward.

"Mr. Wayne are you all right?" Detective James Gordon asked.

"Yes thank you. The intruder is inside, unconscious." He answered and five policemen went in the house to arrest the attacker.

"You managed to put down the suspect?" Gordon asked perplexed.

"Yes I did. And now if you'll excuse me I have a friend to attend to." He said and went back in the house to see if Alfred's state had changed.

"What happened to him?" Gordon asked as the policemen dragged the handcuffed attacker outside. He had just started to wake up and his laughs were heard throughout the house.

"The attacker tranquillized him. That's why I can't answer any of your questions know I need to take him to the hospital." Bruce stated and was ready to take Alfred in his arms.

"That won't be necessary Mr. Wayne we have paramedics with us, they will take your battler to the hospital. Bruce didn't resist any further. He needed to get rid of the police if he was to start his real search of the one behind the attack.

"So explain to me what happened." Gordon asked as the paramedics were taking Alfred away.

One could hear the sirens from miles away, only she wasn't miles away. The small greenhouse on the side of the manor offered great cover and a good view of the house. She was too late but it was impossible to keep up. They were too many loose cannons now. She had to find another way, running around from site to site wasn't going to do the trick. Her face had an incomprehensible expression, between anger and frustration.

"I haven't seen you that much angry for a long time." A woman's voice startled her.

"What are you doing here…Ta-er al-Sahfer?" She asked and turned around to look at the blond woman behind her.

"What am I doing here indeed… you chose to help a runner and to turn your back on us, what do you think I'm doing here, Al Zahrah?" she said and waved her metal rod.

"Huh… so you are here to fight me? So be it!" She said and run towards Ta-er. The blond didn't attack but deflected the attack made on her.

"Come on you can do better than that!" Al Zahrah said.

"Indeed I can!" She answered and with one move split her rod in two. Al Zahrah reached underneath her trench coat and took out two Sai weapons. Ta-er didn't make any movement she simply made two steps to the right, Al Zahrah mirrored her opponents movements. Afew moments passed that the two women simply stared at each other.

"I missed you…" Ta-er finally said.

"What?" Al Zahrah asked confused.

"I guess you really want out don't you?" Ta-er lowered the two metal sticks.

"Yes I do…" She replied but didn't lowered her weapons. "Are you here to take be back?"

"Officially? Yes." Ta-er replied and put her sticks at their holsters on her black belt.

"And unofficially?" Al Zahrah narrowed her eyes.

*Al Zahrah: The illuminated

So that was Chapter 3! Hope you enjoyed it! :)