For this chapter, we will enter the first movie, Son of Batman. Enjoy! :)

Chapter 2:

"Good morning, Miss Daphne," Alfred greeted the girl as always.

"Good morning, Alfred. Has Master Bruce gone to work?" Daphne replied, smiling happily.

"Yes. He had just left," Alfred replied.

Daphne made some toast and fried two pieces of bacon for her breakfast. She chewed on them as she poured some coffee. Alfred was busy wiping the cup he had just washed.

"Are you taking your bike today?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes. I have to stay in shape. Oh! Give this to Master Bruce. I'll be back before dinner."

"As you wish, Miss Daphne," Alfred replied, sighing.

The girl rushed out, got her bike and started her way to school. It had been a month since she stayed with Bruce. She had told Bruce about her parents' death in her point of view. Bruce found her somewhat useful because she is really sneaky and good at collecting information. Apparently, she had found out who was behind her parents' death and who kidnapped her sister. Sadly, her sister was still missing. Batman had been trying to find her, but he had a lot of other matters to settle, too. Even Daphne herself had no leads whatsoever regarding her sister.

"Good morning, Daphne," the guard at the front gate of school smiled to her.

"Morning, Sir! Another great day today!" Daphne replied, setting her bike at its usual place.

The first bell rang. The girl rushed to her class as usual, hoping that it would be another same boring day: getting ignored, getting hit on and getting bullied because she is an orphan.

Bruce came home by lunch time. He had gotten a text from Alfred regarding the note from Daphne.

"Master Bruce, welcome back. Would you like some lunch?" Alfred greeted.

"I'd like that. Where's the girl?" Bruce asked.

"At school, Sir. She left you a note I mentioned…about a man named Waylon Jones," Alfred explained.

"When will she be back?" Bruce asked again.

"She said she'll be back by dinner, Sir. Would you like me to call her?"

"No, I know where I can find her. Let's get lunch first."

Meanwhile, Daphne was just about done with school. Some girls were whispering about her, but she ignored them as always. She paced up her walk to where her bike was parked. Her phone vibrated. Guessing it was her caretaker, she rejected the incoming call. She took a right turn on the road to head to her old home, the place where it all started to change.

"What better place to search for clues than my old home. I need to find my sister…" Daphne muttered, determined.

She reached her old mansion in no time. As usual, there would be two guards guarding the front gate. Daphne hid behind some bushes. She listened in to their conversation.

"I wonder why we're guarding this place. Clearly, there's no one at all here," one of them complained.

"Yeah, but we can't beat our own boss. I heard someone tried to break in a few nights ago, so we had to tighten our security," the other replied, sighing.

"Are there still any valuables in there? They took'em out after the parents' death, didn't they?"

"Yeah…apparently, a lunatic claiming to be the heir to this family stopped them from doing so. But, hey! That lunatic's paying us to guard this place."

"A lunatic? The heir?" Daphne muttered.

She stepped closer to the gate, hiding in the bushes. When the guards weren't looking, she slipped in. They didn't even notice her. When she was inside the lawn, she started to hurry her pace towards the front door. She was lucky she still had her spare key. Once the door was unlocked, she entered her old home. The security was still not tight as there was no one inside the mansion. The place where her parents' had died were marked. She roamed the mansion, excluding the living room, freely.

"I should start by reading father's documents. I only knew we had a company by our family's name and it is worldwide…" she muttered to herself, making her way to her father's study.

She started choosing random documents from one of the shelves and started reading them. Nothing seemed all that important, but she kept on skimming through. She smiled when she saw some pictures of her sister when she was her age. They look exactly the same. She read some more. Some pages of the documents were missing as if someone was trying to hide something from her.

"There's nothing much here…" she sighed, laying down on the floor.

She took hold of a picture of a quite old man. "Slade Wilson…" she muttered.

"I thought so you'd be here. It was weird when Alfred told me you wanted to go out today, so I had to look it up. You promised you'd leave Batman the case of your parents' death," Bruce said sternly.

Daphne got up. She looked away from his eyes. "I just wanted to help. You're always busy fighting crimes that you hardly had time to look into my sister's kidnapping."

Bruce took her hand, pulling her to follow him. The guards were shocked to see her as they exited the place she once called home. She didn't look at them. Her expression was bitter as she was put in the backseat of his car. He started to drive towards his mansion.

"How did you get in?" Daphne asked him again.

"Unlike you who like sneaking around, I am a respected man. I was an acquaintance of your father's once…" Bruce said.

"I knew that. I knew everything about Bruce Wayne, except the fact that he is Batman," Daphne replied, looking a bit down.

"Look, I will find your sister," Bruce sighed.

"I just thought I could be of help…" the girl bit her lower lip.

"I will call you if I need you…" he replied.

They were soon back at the mansion. It was almost dinner time and Alfred was busy preparing them. Daphne decided to help. Bruce didn't stay to join them because Batman had work to do.

"The lead you gave about Waylon Jones is quite useful. I'll be sure to capture him tonight…" he said to Daphne.

The girl took a deep breath and said, "Good luck."

He started his Batmobile and drove off. Daphne sighed and went back to the kitchen. Alfred had already served all of the food they had cooked. He flashed a smile at her before sitting down at his usual spot. She sat down with him and they started to eat.

Daphne tossed and turned in bed, thinking about her sister. She finally decided to take a bath when Alfred knocked on her door.

"What is it, Alfred?" she asked.

"We have a guest coming by. Will you prepare a room? I will go greet him. He'll be here with Master Bruce," Alfred explained.

"Him? … Okay…" she sighed as she got out of her bed.

She fixed her maid uniform. Then, she got to a room next to hers with a broom and some other cleaning kit. She started cleaning up the place, trying to guess who the guest would be. She hummed a tune as she did her work.

"I hope this isn't too cramped for you," she heard Alfred said, opening the door.

Daphne stood up as she was wiping the floor by the bed. "Alfred, it's not ready!" she half screamed.

Alfred raised a brow at the girl. Daphne turned to observe the boy who was with him. He was wearing a very odd attire in her view. As she had seen pictures, she could see that he looked exactly like the young Bruce Wayne. She wondered who he was.

"Is this her?" the boy asked.

"Yes, Master Damian. She will be taking care of all of your needs. Daphne, please make him feel…" he glanced up at the two of them and continued, "…comfortable…"

Daphne nodded. She fixed her maid uniform and approached Damian to introduce herself.

"W-Well, that door leads to the bathroom and the other one leads to the game room. Y-You also have the tv to keep you entertained…" Daphne started after telling him her name.

"Your name is just Daphne?" he asked, furrowing his brows at her.

"Y-Yes. Is there a p-problem?" she asked, looking down from his glare.

"Prepare some tea. Brown sugar instead of white, fresh cut lemon, a China cup," Damian said.

Daphne glanced up at Alfred who was wearing his usual expression. The butler rolled his eyes as he exited the room. Daphne bowed to Damian before running to catch up with Alfred. Alfred didn't say anything when they were in the kitchen. He helped Daphne to prepare Damian's tea while preparing some tea for Bruce. Then, he went to the Batcave. Daphne brought the tea for Damian.

"How long have you been here?" he asked her.

"Umm…about a month or so," she replied. "Anything else I can help you with?"

"Draw me a bath. I'd like to take one after this tea," he ordered.

Daphne nodded. She was dismissed after that order. She went to the Batcave to see Bruce discussing something with Alfred. When she got there, they stopped their discussion. She looked at the screen to see Ra's face. She sweat dropped but she didn't ask anything.

"Daphne, fetch your uniform. I need you to do some digging tonight. I need you to go and ask Killer Croc some questions," Bruce spoke up.

"I have school tomorrow and that man scares me," she replied.

"Skip school. I'll inform your teacher that you're sick or something. I've told Gordon to accompany you," her caretaker replied calmly.

She sighed and abided by his order. She went to change into her uniform.