Six months prior…

"There are some things you will want to know about Gotham City before you head there Damian." Bruce looked at his son "Gotham is a city of bearcats, politicians and the criminally insane; you will want to keep your allies close because anyone of the three, can stab you in the back."

Damian was sitting in his father's study with Bruce who was looking at the window, a robe over his body, his beard was grown in and his hair hung at the base of his neck with it slicked back.

"So is that all?"

"No, the Wayne family has had a major place in the city for six generations, now seven counting you. My family built up Wayne Enterprises and now I don't know what has become of it. I left it in the hands of someone I can trust, Lucius Fox, he's a trust worthy man who has kept things afloat, but I stopped checking a few years ago, mostly the Fox family can be trusted, but you just have to keep an eye out."

Bruce walked over the seat across from Damian and sat down "You will want to keep yourself level headed if you reveal yourself as a Wayne, but you will need to keep a firm story about my death. I don't want people swarming this estate trying to get information on how I survived."

Damian walked up the stairs of Wayne-Powers, his hair was slicked back, his eyes were focused as he proceeded toward the board room, and he could tell they were in session, the doors were closed and a young brunette was sitting behind the table, clicking away on the keyboard while talking on the phone.

"Yes, Mister Powers will be available Mister Steele, just send the paper work up." The woman replied and hung up

Damian approached the desk "Good morning, I'm here to see Mister Powers."

"Name?" The woman didn't look up at him

"Uh Damian Wayne." Damian put on a convincing smile, his father would be proud

The secretary looked up at him in shock.

Within the board room, a large table sat in the middle of the room as the Wayne-Powers board was in the middle of a meeting, another man stood by the window, his pen moving from one finger to the other in fluent motions.

"We are showing heavy growth in these sectors, the military contracts are actually making things turn up."

"I don't think Bruce Wayne would have considered a five year continuation with the military contracts." An older member of the Wayne Enterprises board spoke up

The young board member walked toward the man who spoke "That was twenty years ago…Brown." He began to walk toward his seat "I think we can say that after all this time, we cannot say what Bruce Wayne and Lucius Fox would have done in this position."

Brown sighed "Paxton, just because your father was diagnosed with cancer does not mean you can suddenly make decisions for us."

"Arthur, I will not hear about it anymore. Bruce Wayne is dead and we cannot keep focusing on his decisions, his decisions almost drove us into the grave and we're almost out. We need to keep going." Paxton sat down at his desk and pressed his intercom button "Lucy…?"

There was a pause and no response on the intercom system, Paxton patiently tapped his fingers on the table.

"Lucy?"

Again, nothing, now Paxton was getting annoyed, his brow furrowed as he stood up and stomped to the door, and opened the door.

Damian smiled as he held onto Lucy, he was teaching her how to ballroom dance, and he knew this was going to put him at a spot when the board came out but he didn't care.

"Step one. Step two." Damian looked down at their feet "Very good."

"And this is how you learned in Italy?"

"Actually," Damian blushed "my mom taught me how to dance."

The door opened and Paxton looked in frustration. "What is going on out here?"

Damian let go as Lucy blushed and sat down "Its Wayne Enterprises Mister Powers," he looked over at Paxton "I'm sure we can manage."

"Bruce?"

"Not exactly." Damian held up a hand "Damian Wayne."

The two men shook hands, Damian nodded as he and Paxton shook hands, he looked at the board "Gentlemen, ladies, we'll discuss this more in detail tomorrow."

"Follow me to my office." Paxton motioned

Damian followed; the only sound that could penetrate his ears was the sound of their shoes clicking on the floor as the moved from the board room to the back room where Paxton kept his office.

"Have a seat." He motioned

The younger Wayne gently sat down as Paxton poured them both a glass of Champaign for each of them.

"Your father played a great part of shaping Wayne Enterprise's newest chapter…"

"And also his downfall." Damian replied coldly "I heard what you said in the board room."

"Right, well, you know he was responsible for a clean energy project that nearly bankrupted him and the stocks he bought that went dead…"

"Mister Powers you know those were proven to be fraud in the courts." Damian snapped "Don't insult the dead sir."

"Of course, and I have nothing more but the utmost respect for your family Mister Wayne."

"I bet you do." Damian took a sip of his drink "And I'll want a confirmation that my inheritance is confirmed by your lawyers and I am looking for a job."

"Oh?"

"I just want to get to know the company that my family built." Damian replied simply

"Did you have any idea where you would start Mister Wayne?"

"I don't suppose the Applied Science's division still around?"

"No." Paxton leaned against his desk "Lucius Fox had it merged years ago."

"Then why don't I take a look at these military contracts, see if they need a fresh face?"

"Very good, I'll let Mister Fox know you're coming."

"Fox?"

"Luke Fox, Lucius' grandson. He's in charge now."

Damian nodded as Paxton raised his glass "You're the only one left of the Wayne Family, welcome home."

Damian nodded "Well, if my inheritance is set, then I'll be on my way. I have an appointment with some relators for a place of my own."

He set his glass back on the table and walked to the door leading back to the board room "Oh and Mister Powers, I don't appreciate the comments made about my father."

"I'm being honest; your father wasn't exactly a business man."

He looked at him "The last person I saw insult my family, he's not six feet under because he couldn't keep finances up because he was fired after the scandal with a microwave admitter. He almost drove the Narrows into utter war."

With those words he took his leave, not wanting to engage Paxton in anymore talk, he had a goal, and he knew what he needed to do, or who to climb over to get to it.

As he stepped out of Wayne-Powers, he spotted what appeared to be John Blake sitting in a SUV toward him, he motioned as Damian got inside.

"So, what did I tell you?"

Damian leaned back "You warned me, said things were bad, I just didn't think this bad."

"It's sad." John looked at the building "You have Roman Sionis controlling the streets and Paxton Powers controlling the corporations, basically we can't win."

"When was the Fox family kicked out?"

"Well, Lucius retired about six years after Bruce died, his son Morgan took control of the board and appointed his son Luke to be in charge of the military projects division."

"Trustworthy?"

"Luke is a bit thick headed, but he can be trusted."

"By the way." Damian reached into his coat pocket "Anything I need to know about Paxton?"

"Nothing aside from the corruption scandal he ran back in Bludhaven, tried to contaminate their fish supply. Derek pulled him out of it, got diagnosed with throat cancer and left everything to Paxton."

"What would it take to bring him down?"

"Exposure of his corruption in Gotham, he's been running finances to the ground in Wayne Enterprises, worse than what happened with the clean energy project. Rumor has it he's taking bribes from Roman."

"Any judges?"

"Judge Drake, he's big on organized crime. You want to bring him down; you need evidence to convince him otherwise."

"I'll find something." Damian replied as John began to pull out onto the main road

"Oh by the way, what happened to you using your pseudonym?"

"Eh, it was enough to get me in the city, but now I want everyone to know who I am." Damian replied

"Good to know, very good to know." John continued to focus on his driving "Though rumors of your presence are already known to the VIPs of the city."

Damian gave him a confused look as John held up a golden flyer, the flyer had an iceberg on the front with two penguins flying to the side with the worlds "VIP WELCOME BACK THE WAYNE FAMILY, A PARTY HOSTED IN THE ICEBERG LOUNGE BY OSWALD COBBLEPOT."

"Oswald Cobblepot?"

"Big time contender and a rival of your family."

"My dad never mentioned him."

"He just came back about three years ago. He has done a various amount of charity work to protect Penguins, but don't let his generosity fool you, he's a mobster if I've ever seen one. His Lounge is the coldest place in the city for not only criminals, but also temperature."

"I think I'll want to see this place for myself."

The Iceberg Lounge was just as Blake described, cold, and covered in decorative ice from head to toe, with ice shaped chandeliers, an in-ground pool about a foot below the dining room floor was in the middle of the room with a giant iceberg sticking out, going from the water to the rim of the pool, as Damian looked down, seals and penguins were playing on it.

"Ah Mister Wayne, I wasn't expecting you until this weekend."

The new figure that approached Damian was a man about five foot two, with slicked back black hair, blue eyes with one of them had an oval glass over it, he wore a black tuxedo with a top hat on his head and an umbrella was being used as a cane, the most predominant feature was his nose, which pointed out a lot farther then a normal nose.

"I'm sorry Mister…."

"Cobblepot." The man's voice was very dignified "Oswald Cobblepot, the one throwing the party for you this weekend."

"Oh yes, I am terribly sorry sir." The two men shook hands "I do wonder how my presence became known so quickly."

"Being a business man of my stature has its advantages Mister Wayne. Do not worry; Gotham has been in need of another Wayne in the city again." Cobblepot smiled

"Well, either way, I do appreciate it sir."

As Cobblepot began to speak again, one of the waitresses, who wore a really short uniform that showed off her arms and legs, the same black and white color scheme as the master of ceremonies and a top hat on her red hair, spoke gently in his ear.

"Oh I am terribly sorry Mister Wayne, please, feel free to have a drink at the bar or order something from our menu." Cobblepot readjusted his umbrella "And please, send the check to me."

With that, the man waddled off, Damian chuckled a bit and walked toward the bar, as he approached, a young woman was sitting at the bar, her blonde hair was tied back, she wore a dark blue top with a black skirt and a set of heels, and she seemed to be extremely cold, proof being the slight shiver coming from her body.

"Can I help you sir?" The bartender asked

"Whatever you have on the tap." Damian replied as he sat down and removed his jacket

He gently slid it over the woman's frame and allowed it to drape down to the seat, she looked over at him and smiled.

"Damian Wayne?"

Damian gave her a confused look "I'm sorry, have we met before?"

The woman smiled "You don't remember do you? High school? Starling City? Victoria Queen?"

Damian's eyes went wide as he shook his head "Of course! How could I forget?"

Back when he was still living in Italy, he was part of a foreign exchange program to Starling City, he had gotten close with a lot of people there, but Victoria was definitely someone different.

"So what are you doing here in Gotham?" Damian asked as he took a sip of the drink presented to him

"I work here; I'm a reporter for the Gotham Gazette now." She smiled warmly at him "You still look as handsome as ever."

"Handsome? Well," Damian's face turned a bright shade of pink "I…I….don't know about that."

"Oh I know about that." She stood "Well, I guess I should get going, we should catch up sometime."

She handed him his jacket turned on her heel and began to proceed out of the lounge, Damian didn't know what came over him, maybe it was the mystique with the way she walked, or maybe what she said threw him off of his game, but he didn't have any control over what came out of his mouth.

"Tori! Wait!"

She turned gently as Damian walked toward her "Cobblepot's got this thing going on this weekend ….and…" his face turned a brighter shade of pink "and…I was just wondering if you wanted to go with me?"

Victoria smiled at him and gently placed a hand on his arm "Sure."

She gently reached into her purse and pulled out a business card and placed it in his hand "This is my number, call me."

Damian smiled "I will."

She smiled back at him, it was a warm smile that was complimented by the dimples that formed on her face, and she gently leaned forward and planted a kiss on his cheek. Her head reached to her shoulder as she looked at him, gently winked and took her leave from the bar.

Damian could only smile as his hand touched his cheek, this was going to be fun.

Okay, I really have to appreciate everyone who has said so many nice things about my story. We now have three new characters introduced to the lure, Cobblepot aka Penguin, Paxton Powers and Victoria Queen. Now, this is the daughter of Laurel and Oliver Queen, she will not become the next Green Arrow or Black Canary, but something new I have planned, but don't think her parents didn't influence her like Bruce and Selina influenced Damian. Cobblepot will not become Penguin in this book, I am still debating if I want him to be a major villain or a minor one.

And there will not be any sign of Blight aka Derek Powers in this story either. The villains in this story have been already planned out though anticipate the Nolanverse version of a few more characters coming up in the next few weeks.

School's wrapping up but I am now going to start working in the next few weeks so expect things to definitely slow down soon, I'll try to get done as much as I can and I won't leave you guys in suspense for long. Next week we'll be seeing the new Fox of the story.