An heure has gone par since Alfred left to go get the door at two in the morning and of course Bruce is still up doing research on his latest mission for the Justice League. The silence of the night is broken when Alfred returns to the Bat cave, an expression of complete confusion on his aged face. “Master Bruce, toi have a visitor waiting for you”
He manages to say still wearing that mask of perplexity. “At this hour?” Bruce questions yet he goes and changes into an extra pair of clothing he stores in the Bat cave. He follows Alfred into his office to find a girl, about twelve maybe thirteen years old examining the office as though she has never seen such a thing before. “Hello, I’m Bruce Wayne” He states simply to montrer to the girl he was there. She hastily turns around to face him and her baby blue eyes meet his, an uncomfortable awkwardness fills the room as she mutters “Hi”. Alfred slips behind the door leaving the strange scene. The girl tears her gaze away from Bruce trying to regain awareness of her surroundings. “Have a seat” Bruce motions, she sits down and suddenly asks “When can I see the Bat cave?” Bruce shocked but quickly covers his emotion with false confusion, “What are toi talking about?” He questions. She looks at him, eyebrows raised in a skeptical manner then with a roll of her eyes she réponses “ I’m Catherine, Catherine Wayne.” Catherine says it with pure casualty; anger rises in Bruce as his voice roughens “Who are you.” He demands. Catherine simply throws her long wavy black hair back and cockily motions Bruce to sit down. He surprisingly listens to her and takes a sit on the opposite side of his mahogany bureau staring the girl down she does look oddly familiar he thinks to himself.