Out of the Shadows

by 8579304

Superman has died, and villains of all types have taken over. Batman is currently in hiding. As an attempt to find food Batman comes across a young teenager named Victoria whom he takes as his own. As he sees her potential, Batman starts training her to become the next Robin. My sister and I are having a little writing competition. This is my sisters story. Hope you enjoy!

4. Chapter 4

A/N Thanks again to the people who have been reading my story, PLEASE review it! This is my first story on Fan Fiction and would love to get advice. I just want to say thank you to the website that helped me with information on Batman. I am not a superhero fan so I don't know much, but this website helped me understand some of the tools Batman uses. I will hope to include more Batman related equipment in further chapters. Here is the website: wiki/Utility_Belt

POV: Bruce Wayne

Setting: Abandoned Factory

My gripped eased and my gaze softened, how could I be doing this? The way the fight slipped out of her reminded me of when the fight slipped out of me when my parents died. There had been nothing to save them, so I didn't even try. I just mourned for them. Day and night I wept, there was enough tears to fill a hollow mountain. Suddenly, I watched her gaze shift to a light shinning in the hallway. Her face reflected absolute horror as a gang of villains, silently approached the door. Little had I known they had been there the whole time tracking me, waiting for the right moment to attack. Apparently that moment was now. We locked eyes. She started to shake her head, but it was too late. I had already grabbed her and flung myself (and her) out the window. I made sure she was completely wrapped in my cape so that I would take the full impact. Glass shattered around me, blood trickled down my leg. Her screams echoed in my ears. I quickly grabbed the Line Launcher from my pocket and shot it across the long gap. I wrapped my arms around the steel cable as the girl clutched tighter to me. I looked at her, I was surprised at the reaction I saw on her face; relief. It looked as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Then she looked at me in horror, and started to squirm. She clawed and bit me, trying to wrestle herself free. We both slammed into the jet. The collision knocked me off my feet and sent me tumbling off the building. All I saw was the quick movement of a shadow, before I hit the ground hard.

POV: Victoria

Setting: Abandoned Factory

I ran as fast as I could, sweat dripping down my face. I raced to the jet, right as I saw him plummet to the ground. My leg ached severely, but my adrenaline had already kicked in. Nothing was going to stop me from running. Nothing, not even The Dark Knight himself. After he had pulled me out of the window, I had felt glad that he had liberated me from my Mom's words. But then once I had a moment to think, I regretted not fighting him while I was still in the factory. My Mom's last words resonated in my head. I only felt guilt for betraying her last wish. Immediately I knew I had to get away from him. He had made the decision for me. Just like those villain's who had killed my parents had decided to invade my life. No. They had more than invaded my life, the had ruined my life. I yanked open the jet's door and the alarm sounded. I leapt in quickly, flipping random switches in an attempt to turn the jet on. The engine sounded. My only focus was on flying the jet to safety. I had been so focused on the jet that I hadn't seen his hulking figure step in through the open door and slip into the shadows.