Into the Bat Cave~Closed~

[princesssexci]

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Bruce Wayne was dead, by natural circumstances..or that's what the doctors had said. He had been pretty old though and the last time Allison had seen him, he was in a wheelchair using a breathing tube. It was probably natural circumstances, for what else could it be? What was in the will had been the strange circumstance. In his will, it stated that 'Allison Wayne great granddaughter to the multi-millionare Bruce Wayne was to inherit the Wayne mansion and all that was in it.'

Not that Allison minded becoming rich. Her father had gambled away his inheritance at the age of 18, so it wasn't like Allison had grown up with the rich and the famous. In fact, most of her life no one believed she was even related to Bruce Wayne. She'd always been the outcast.

She didn't mind that either because she'd been a loner most of her highschool years. Her parents said she took after her great grandfather, so it was a huge blow to the gut when he died. They'd been close..or at least, as close as her great grandfather would allow it.

She'd also inherited Wayne Industries. She wasn't quite sure how to take all that. She was only 19 almost 20 and already she'd become a multi millionaire. "Fred!" She called to the newest addition to the house keeping service. He'd been there for about a year now, "Fred, w-where are you?" she asked, as she passed by random areas of the mansion, places she hadn't yet explored. The basement was basically it.

Her grandfather, hell even her grand father never let her go in there, they always said there were things down there that she was too young to know about. When she was a kid, she just assumed it was haunted and when she got older, she'd joked about there being stripper poles down there.

Now, she owned the place and could do whatever she wanted. It was highly unlikely Fred was down there but then again the light was on. Biting her lip, Allison wandered down the steps and opened the steel door. Her eyes widened at the sights, the security cameras took alot more videos of just the front of the house. That was ALL of Gotham City and... there was a bat suit. She'd heard famous stories about Batman but she never imagined that she would be related to him.

And she only figured this because of the picture of Batman sitting on the table.

"Well, definitely not stripper poles." She whispered

"Ms. Wayne." came the middle aged butler's voice.

She whirled around, "Fred, what is this?"

And then came the long retelling about Batman, how because of her dad's irresponsibility towards taking care of his family had squandered his chances and that her grandfather's dying wish was to see Gotham City with a hero once more even if that meant, Allison being it, being Batman.

Apparently, her grand father been preparing for this early on because the bat suit was not even made for a man, it was custom made for a female, with exactly her measurements.

Without warning, a radio call phoned in. Apparently, there was some crazy guy on the lose and apparently, they weren't talking to Batman nor were they talking to her but to the police station. Her grandfather had tapped the police station's radio.

Pulling on the leather suit which outlined her body accentuating her curves in all the right places, she looked in the mirror, her eyes creased with worry. "It'll be fine Miss Wayne." Fred said handing her a mask.

"If I don't come back, Fred. Tell dad I love him, even if he is a screw up and if I do...well, nevermind..I'll flip dad off myself."

 

[a_libertine]

It hadn't taken long really. Jeremy was able to talk the crazy old man into doing nearly anything. Kind of a hobby if you will. Jeremy always wondered what he could get the man to do, and how much more outrageous each act could get from the last.

Currently, the old man was waving an unloaded pistol around the night club while wearing nothing more than an old trench coat that was wide open flapping around with each of his hasty, angular movement. The hair long since gray through out his body was evident, framing his limpid cock as it bobbed feebly with each step.

Jeremy, however did not possess the same issue. The control that he was able to exert over the old man was intoxicating, invigorating, and yes, stimulating. His own cock hard and stretching down his left leg like a viper.

Hearing a concentration of activity from the door, Jeremy's angular face turned that way to see some cops walking tentatively into the night club. "Nothing like hero's," he sneered derisively.

Their movements were furtive as they sought to surround the old man to neutralize him before anything terrible could happen. Which it couldn't Jeremy knew. As soon as the old man saw the cops, he snatched up a petite blonde and held the gun to her head, screaming, "LEAVE ME ALONE!!! I WANT THE VOICES TO STOP!!!"

The cops, predictably enough, stopped in their tracks and pondered the situation. While they were still scratching their asses, at least to Jeremy's perception, when the doors banged opened and all eyes turned toward them.

Jeremy's eyes flew open at the sight. A shapely woman forced her way into the night club. She was wearing Batman's costume, or more accurately, wearing a costume of the famed vigilante that had been seriously modified to fit her like a second, bullet proof, skin. More than one man, and perhaps a woman or two, whistled under their breath at the sight of her.

Jeremy's state of excitement deflated completely. He had it all wrong, why mess with dirty old men when nubile beautiful women in costumes were available. Especially one that wore "Bats" costume.

He slithered his way over to her, and whispered at her, "His name is Agualung, or at least that is what he is calling himself."

 

[princesssexci]

To say Allison...or rather, Bat girl was scared was a bit of an understatement, no actually it was a hell of an understatement. She had bombarded her way into the night club and well, to be honest having never been a hero before; thankfully, Fred at least taught her to use some of the weapons on hand at the moment. Like the batarang for instance was simple to use, it was just a boomerang, just..sharper, bat shaped handcuffs, and bat darts.

It was official, Fred was an idiot. How could he send some rookie girl out into the world of fighting when...

"His name is Agualung, or at least that is what he is calling himself."

"Agua..lung?" Allison said, glancing over at the man. "Agua, as in spanish for water?"

It was probably pointless to discuss the origin of his name which would probably mean Water Lung, but Agualung sounded more legit and not so corny. Still, she could not help but wonder why anyone would give their villain name Agua lung, "Thats a pretty stupid name." she scoffed, paying really no mind to the man. He was just a menial civillian, right?

Pulling her batarang out, as the crazy man...Agualung continued ranting madness about hearing voices and how they said to kill the blonde, she rolled her eyes. So, then..he actually was crazy and not just trying to pull some kind of act off. She throw her batawrong towards his arm sleeves and missed by a few inches. IT did throw him off for a few seconds.

"HEY BLONDIE, RUN?" She said, rolling her eyes before pushing past the crowd once more, she narrowed her eyes at the police. "So am I going to be doing all the work, or are you jackasses going to help too? That's what you get paid for, right? "

BAM!!!

He was shooting now and apparently, he thought he could actually hit something with his eyes closed.

BAM!

Well, he probably could hit something, just not for whatever he was aiming for, if he was aiming for anything at all. Dude seriously needed to go to the Arkham Insane Asylum.

BAM!!!!

This time he hit something, it was a poor shot though, because it just hit a beer bottle which shattered every. Doing a double back flip, she landed behind him and kicked him in the back.

BAM!! This time it shot into the bar.

Pulling out her handcuffs, she put them on him. Turning towards the police, "You guys really need to work on your strategy.."

The police men narrowed their eyes at her as she smirked. This actually seemed like it was going to be a lot of fun!

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy nearly jumped out of his skin when the first shot rang out. "What the fuck," he muttered. The gun was unloaded when Jeremy gave it to him, when did he have time to load it, much less get bullets for it.

By the fourth shot finished echoing in the club, Jeremy was diving behind a table and kicking it over to face the old man.

On the plus side for the night, there was a new BAT GIRL! That thought alone made the rest of the night worthwhile.

Another shot rang out and a hole appeared in the table near Jeremy's head and he giggled in delight at the thrill. Taking a deep breath Jeremy tried to steady himself and reached out tentatively to Batgirls mind and quickly planted a sense of warmth around her memory of him and quickly left her mind before she could notice.

A solid thud rumbled through the night club and Jeremy looked to see the old man was laid out. As Batgirl looked around the club Jeremy stood and gave her a million dollar smile.

 

[princesssexci]

The sheriff was especially glaring at batgirl . "Listen lady..." he started as the troops used their own handcuffs for the crazy man. "Leave a man's job for a man. Though, if you wanna buy me a drink, I won't say no. I won't mind you usin your handcuffs on me." He winked at her, his eyes roaming down her body.

She scoffed at him and shook her head. "whatever, look just do your job and I won't have a need to come--"

She blinked feeling as if someone was feeling all over her, not in a sexual perverted way, but almost like she was being watched from the inside, out. And she felt..warm. Odd. She was probably on an adrenaline rush or something. The police had finally exit the nightclub and she was ready to do the same, that guy..the one who gave her the name of the crazy ass was watching her and...smiling.

She shivered, unsure if she felt creeped out or flattered. She gave him a small smile before walking out. Her steps slowed down some as she wondered who he was and how he knew so much. She could always go back in as..well, herself. Though he probably wouldn't know it was her.

She wasn't quite sure what to do and standing in an alley way probably wasn't the safest idea in the world.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy went through, along with the other witnesses, a series of interviews about the events of the night and he reiterated the same story that the other revelers gave nearly verbatim. He wanted desperately to leave to follow Batgirl from the night club. All through the process he thought about her smile, soft and warm. A smile that had been for him.

An hour or so later he left the night club and dejectedly figured she was nowhere near by. He turned down the street his angular features set as he looked around every where and as he passed an alley, Jeremy caught a glimpse of someone moving in it; furtively ducking into a shadow.

Throwing caution to the wind, Jeremy stepped into the alley and moved along on the side opposite of where he had seen the movement. As he got closer the person moved from the shadow to where he could see them more clearly and was astonished when he saw Batgirl.

"Uh," he stammered as he ran a hand through his hair, "I would buy you a drink or something in thanks, but I am not sure you would accept. Would you?"

 

[princesssexci]

Allison was just about ready to take her mask off when a sound behind her, caught her attention. She whirled around, her dark mass of hair flying in her face, only to see the guy who'd offered her information about Aguaman or..whatever he was called.

She blinked a few times when he offered to buy her a drink.

"That...probably isn't such a good idea." She admitted, though she was tempted. "I mean, its sweet of you to offer but..." God, what excuse could she give. She really hated rejecting guys. However, she didn't want to be put in that Superman position. It was that position where the super hero falls for a civillian and the civillian does that same thing but then, thats all there is. He'd just be into her Batgirl persona, not her.

"You're just not my type." She said, as coldly as possible. Without another word, she pulled out her bat rope thing and aimed it at the top of the building and hoisted herself up there, not bothering to give him a second look.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy's angular face scrunched up as he puckered up his lips as he watched the retreating Batgirl. He was certain she was lying, he saw the moment where she almost said yes, but something crossed her mind that he hadn't had time to figure out before she retreated.

He saw her pause at the edge of the roof and Jeremy contemplated how he could get up quickly and didn't see a way. "Look, Bats, I understand, I think, your reluctance."

He dropped a business card inside the doorway where he was standing, "My address and phone number are on there, if you want to talk, or take me up on the drink, call me."

Jeremy turned and walked from the alley.

 

[princesssexci]

Batgirl whirled around and looked at the card slipped beneath the door of the building. She knew she shouldn't have. It was a mistake to pick it up. Sighing and against her better judgement, she jumped off the roof, landing on her heels and picked up the card.

Jeremy Quinn
(701) 828-4242

Pursing her lips, she slipped the card in her bat belt and then headed towards the bat mobile. Once home, she stepped inside the bat cave. The batcave, still the whole situation seemed odd. Her family had been apart of a legendary hero. The fact that she had not known anything about it, kinda pissed her off.

Pulling out the card, she pursed her lips again. Quinn...why did that name seem so familiar? She wasn't sure. It'd come to her eventually. She debated on calling him but would he know she was Bat girl? Well, if she lied, he probably wouldn't. Guys weren't all that smart.

These questions plagued her all night even as she tried to sleep. The next morning, before heading to Wayne Corp she punched in Jeremy's phone number. The deep timbre in his voice made her shudder, "Hi, you don't know me but...batgirl gave me your number. Said something about you not being her type and that you'd probably be more interested in dating someone who wouldn't be in the lime light all the time. God, that sounds so pathetic, right some stranger calling you from out of the blue.."

Shit and she was rambling. Great first impression she was making.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy was amused, and found the rambling cute on a level that was nearly precocious. Maybe it would have been if it didn't boil his blood.

"Yes, well, Batgirl certainly wasted no time handing me off, did she?" Jeremy quipped.

He caught himself almost immediately, "No wait, sorry, that sounded infinitely funnier in my own mind."

Taking a steading breath, "How about we meet for coffee this morning? I believe I can clear my schedule if you can."

 

[princesssexci]

Allison blushed at his remark about Batgirl handing him off so easily. Great and now she felt bad, really bad; even if she hadn't actually handed him off. Apparently, that was supposed to be a joke though and he apologized for it. Allison had seen no humor in it. In fact, it made her feel terrible. Maybe this was a bad idea. She should've never picked up the...

"How about we meet for coffee this morning? I believe I can clear my schedule if you can."


She smiled and then nodded, the silence on the other line reminded her that he couldn't see her. Allison also had to remind herself that she had to go to work.. "I actually have to go to work. Maybe, lunch or something?? " As she talked on the phone, Fred hurried by her straightening up and raising his eyebrows at her curiously. He kind of reminded her of her grandfathers butler, always sticking his nose into her grandfathers business and what not.

"If not, I can find a way to clear my schedule, I'm sure.." She was the head honcho after all.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy thought about it a moment and said, "Yes, lunch would be fine, in fact better, that way I can keep my obligations to my employer."

"I work downtown, and have pretty good access to most of the places in town." Jeremy continued, "What sort of food do you like? And where would you like to go?"

Fortunately for him, Jeremy's only had a cellular and was headed toward the door as he talked to her. His mind wandered a moment as he walked down the driveway to his car.

 

[princesssexci]

Allison was on her way out, "Yeah, that sounds good then. I am pretty good with any sort of food. I'm not super picky. You can surprise me. " Then made plans to meet at a little eat in restaurant in the downtown area. Fred hurried into the living room, motioning towards his wrist watch to indicate that she was running late. She nodded and then waved him away.

"So, I'll see ya then. Bye!" She hung up and it wasn't until she was being driven to Wayne Corp. that she hadn't even given Jeremy her name. She supposed that it was because she already had met him and it hadn't crossed her mind that he wouldn't know her.

She was rushed into the building while her grandfathers assistant began discussing what her duties would be. Noon couldn't get there soon enough.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy went through the morning, his mind half way across town to where lunch would be. He quickly arranged for the afternoon off so that he could be worry free about having to hurry back.

He toyed with the idea that Batgirl didn't pawn his number off. It was the only thing that made any sort of sense. There had not been time to give his number to a friend, unless Batgirl's friends were the type that allowed for midnight rendevous.

Arriving at the restaurant a few minutes early, Jeremy waited patiently. A couple of minutes later a flash of chestnut hair ripped by and he smiled widely, "Allison?" he asked

 

[princesssexci]

As soon as her first business meeting was over, she headed towards the restaurant. Apparently, the tour of Wayne Corp had taken a lot longer than she had expected. She stepped out of the cab and headed inside the restaurant, looking around for Jeremy.

Would he know what she --

"Allison?" She paused, stopping by a table. There he was, sitting and waiting for her. "Hey, um..Jeremy, right? I'm not..late am I?" She asked, after he'd confirmed that he was Jeremy...even though she already knew who he was. "It's nice to meet you.."

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy tried keeping his eyes on her face, yet found himself giving her the once over as he walked around the table to pull the chair out for her and help her settle into it.

As he returned to his chair he thought, "Softer looking than Bats, maybe she is a different woman."

Sitting, "Thank you for calling this morning, I am very pleased to meet you."

The waitress swung by dropping off the menus and took their drink order before giving them a few minutes to peruse the menu. "How was work this morning?"

His eyes swung up to her face, drinking in her shocking beauty as he tried to concentrate on something to order.

 

[princesssexci]

Allison smiled at Jeremy, "Oh its no problem, really." she said after ordering her diet sprite. She began looking at the overview of the menu. Allison would glance up at Jeremy every now and again. After a few moments, she decided she would order a pastrami sandwich with fries.

"This morning? Hm, it was kind of awkward..I am kinda new work where I work." She admitted. Allison set her menu down as the waitress came to take their order. She made her order and then waited for Jeremy to take his.

"How was your morning at work? Productive, I hope." God, she was so bad small talk.

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy could see her nervousness, and acknowledged that he was a little nervous to himself. Reaching out he patted her hand lightly, feeling a shock of electricity jump through his hand and up his arm.

"It's okay Allison," said soothingly. "Tell me, how do you know Batgirl?"

 

[princesssexci]

Well, there was a question she actually hadn't expected him to ask.How did she know batgirl. She gave a little bit of a laugh, "Oh we go way back.." Now that wasn't totally a lie. She did go way back with herself. Allison took a small sip of her soda before reminiscing on what would have been memory lane, had she and bat girlbeen two different people.

"We've been friends since preschool...Though, I never would have pictured her as the next bat girl."She said, honestly.

There was a bit of silence as she contemplated what to say next, "What about you? Did you just...meet her at a ...where was it? A bar or something?" Allison asked, as she brushed her chestnut brown hair out of her eyes. She began wishing she had put it up in a bun or something.

"So, what do you do for a living?" Allison asked, attempting to quickly change the subject.

 

[a_libertine]

She didn't jump or acknowledge the touch of his hand against hers, and pondered the thought a moment, and concluded that the question must have distracted her. He put the thought as to why that would surprise her aside for the time being, it would be something he could consider later on.

More he thought about what she was hiding. He could feel that she wasn't lying per se, but the truth wasn't in what she said either. That brought him back around to thinking that she was Batgirl again.

"I work for a small research psychology firm that specializes in military applications, and research."

Withdrawing his hand from hers, he looked out over the crowd, "Specifically, my job is to prepare theories on how to psychologically weaken an opponent for our troops."

His eyes went to hers and he said, "I have to admit, there might be a way to apply it to fights for your friend." He hadn't meant to stress friend overly much and could have kicked himself.

 

[princesssexci]

"Psychology huh?" Allison took a sip of her soda.

She noticed he was staring at her quite alot, not that that was a bad thing but..it was just ..the way he stared at her. She was probably overreacting though. Allison tended to overreact sometimes. She hadn't really paid much attention to him holding her hand. She'd noticed but didn't make too big of a deal out of it.

At the mention of his theories could help...'her friend' she attempted not to stiffen. There was no reason. "I'll have to let her know." she said, trying to withdraw her voice from actually caring.

Again, she changed the topic, "So are you like a psychologist then or...?" She let her question trail off hoping he'd get back to talking about his work and get the focus off of batgirl as much as possible.

 

[a_libertine]

"Nope, patient," he quipped evenly, letting it sink into her a moment before giving her a half crooked grin.

He could feel her discomfort talking about Batgirl and filed that tidbit away with every thing else he would replay in his mind later until he had dissected every moment until he had understood it as well as he possibly could.

"No, really, I am one of the researchers." Her relief was evident as she relaxed a bit.

"What do you do, Allison?" he asked. "Are you a super model, or what?"

 

[princesssexci]

The word patient rang in her ears and then Jeremy grinned and she let out a slow sigh of relief as he explained what he really did. Well, duh...she should know better, they normally didn't let crazy people out of Arkham Asylum. He asked her what she did.

Part of her wanted to know that herself.

"I work at a company. I just started recently, so I don't really know the ins and outs yet." She wasn't sure if she should tell a random stranger that she'd inherited her grandfathers business. That seemed a tad bit personal, too personal to share with some you met on the street while trying to flee home and get out of your hero get up.

The waiter finally brought their food out which was good because she was starved!

 

[a_libertine]

Jeremy watched her a moment as the waiter brought the food out and Allison began digging into it. What an odd thing to hide, or lie about, he thought. One didn't need super powers for that one. The panic was clearly written across her face and upper body.

Nodding, he said, "Well, I am sure you will enjoy it. Do you think they can spare you for the rest of the day? I would love to walk around the park with you a while."

 

[princesssexci]

Allison couldn't believe she'd just lied about what she did. Well, technically it wasn't a lie. She didn't say what she did so that wasn't really lying. And she didn't know the ins and out. God, why was she worrying. It wasn't like he actually knew she had avoided some details.

She smiled," Yeah, I'm sure they can do without me for a little bit.."

Besides, she really didn't want another tour of the company. That was bound to happen anyways. Besides a nice walk in the park, sounded like fun. It would relieve her mind of what had happened the night before.

"You won't get in trouble at work, though...right?" Allison asked.