A/N: Hello, people! First chapter of an idea I got. I even did character designs for what I want to happen in the future.

I don't own Twilight or The Dark Knight.

I have no beta.

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Isabella Marie Swan stood in her knock off black flats, decked out in a long khaki skirt and a deep blue blouse. Her dark brown(almost black) locks, which had grown over the years, brushed against the middle of her thighs. There was a slight wave, making her hair look windswept all the time. She was of a pale complexion with dark eyebrows that barely had shape and dark chocolate-brown eyes with flecks of what she swore to be gold.

Isabella, who prefered to be called Bella seeing as the Isa part annoyed her, was waiting for her interview to come.

Several years ago, she had moved to Forks Washington and had met a family of vampires. She even got involved with the 'youngest' son for a while. But then, some things happened and they separated. Or more like, he separated from her for 'her own safety'.

So she cut herself on accident and his brother attacked her, that didn't mean he had to break up with her over it. But he did and left her in the woods, staring at the tree that was behind where he had previously stood.

She went through a depressive state. About six or so months of it. During half that time, she burned everything that she couldn't stand, broke her CDs and suffered from horrendous nightmares. Even with her attempts at acting normal, at least for her father's sake, she couldn't find it in her to be herself again. She was broken.

And then Jake came along. He was like her own personal sun, warming up her cold heart and returning her to humanity again. He got her to open up and reconnect with the friends she had lost during her withdrawal. He urged her to do better and to smile and laugh. And after three months, she had forgotten her sadness and even wondered why she was so depressed in the first place. Jake had helped change her.

She continued on in school, graduating with High Honors. He urged her on to apply for several different colleges and she did, receiving a scholarship to the University of Alaska Southeast.

Even when she found out that he and his fellow La Push friends were Shapeshifters, only three months before she left, it didn't stop her contact with him. Even when he started dating Leah Clearwater, who didn't really like Bella all that much, they didn't stop being friends. Jake was like her own personal cheerleading squad and he always knew what to say to cheer her up.

So she went to college, with Majors in English, Journalism and Media Studies and Linguistics(because she was an overachiever) and Minors in Statistics, Business Administration and Business Technical Writing.

Doing so well in her classes and getting her masters a year earlier than the others, got her some attention. She was only twenty-two. The dean of the Uni had apparently made a lot of recommendations for her to a lot of his friends and she received calls left and right for interviews for personal secretarial work. Everything she graduated with pretty much fit the category and the dean had said that she worked well under pressure, because she juggled so many things at once without issue.

After some digging around, she ruled out almost every place, because they were in places she refused to move to. However, one had interested her and it was at a company called Wayne Enterprises in a nice city called Gotham. Apparently Lucius Fox, CEO of the very large company, was in need of a competent secretary that wouldn't try and flirt with owner, Bruce Wayne.

The dean stood up for Bella, stating that she always focused on her work and didn't care much for frivolity. Though he was correct, it was embarrassing to have it admitted aloud and have it be true. Basically, he told the man that she had no life, in a really glorified way.

So, she took the few things she had and stayed in a hotel in Gotham for the duration of her interview and the period where she waited for a response. If she got the job, she'd rent an apartment and stay there. If not, then she'd move on to some of the other places she had been okay with in her list.

So she stood in the hallway outside the large office, awaiting her turn. She was the last person to go in, because her name was last on the list and she hoped to leave a good impression. Though she normally did, it didn't hurt to hope anyway.

She looked up as the door to the enormous office opened and a bleached blonde woman stepped out. She was all legs, which were easily noticeable because of her mid-thigh length pencil skirt and black high heels. She was similarly dressed like every other girl that had left the office. Short skirts, severely unbuttoned tops, curled or straightened hair and a lot of make up. This one even had a fake tan and somewhat resembled an orange.

She looked Bella up and down and gave a scoff and then a titter with a big smile that seemed to stretch her face immensely and strutted off.

Bella wasn't impressed in the slightest. Girls like that were everywhere and it was annoying to see them getting what they wanted without working for it. The world only seemed to accept falsities anymore.

She turned and approached the door, knocking on it unlike the other girls who had just barged in, and waited for an answer.

"Enter."

She did so, and was greeted with a large white room. In the far back was a long desk that was stationed in front of an enormous wall sized window. A man sat behind the desk, hand folded under his chin, elbows resting on the wood.

She walked forward after shutting the door and shook his proffered hand.

"Hello, Mr. Fox," she greeted pleasantly, with a business like air.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Swan. It's a pleasure to meet you. Tom has told me much about you," the man smiled.

She nodded and sat in the chair before his desk and waited for them to start.

"Well Ms. Swan, I've read over your medical history and I'm concerned with how often you get injured. Will this be an issue if you are given the job?" he asked, staring at a very large file that Bella recognized as her Medical File. It was too large. Too..damn..large.

"No sir. For some strange reason, I haven't had any sort of accidents since the beginning of my Senior year in high school. I'm not complaining though, it's about time my luck turned around," she answered.

He smiled, "I can see that. Through a window?"

She nodded with a wince at the memory of who came up with that lie. "I was in the hospital for quite a while. I hated every minute of it."

"Well, we can only hope that your good fortune remains that way. Now, how many words can you type a minute?"

"I can actually do sixty-two a minute."

He smiled and shuffled through some papers. "What are your personal interests and hobbies, Ms. Swan?"

"Just Bella, please," she insisted. "I like listening to all sorts of music, especially piano classics. I'm not up to date on t.v. so I can't answer anything pertaining to that area. I had taken up a Yoga class during college. I find it relaxing and I like the fact that I can lift my leg over my head now. I do a lot of reading in whatever spare time I have and I like cooking and baking."

He nodded, looking over a sheet of paper.

"I see your father is the Chief of Police in Forks Washington. Have you ever been convicted of a felony or received a speeding ticket?"

"No sir. I'm clear."

"What sort of vehicle do you drive and why?"

She was confused by that question, but answered anyway. "I drive a faded red 53' Chevy Pick-up truck. My father bought it for me when I moved back to Forks and when I saw it, I loved it. It still works perfectly fine and I see no need in wasting money for a new one. That thing is like my own personal tank," she told him.

"You like old-fashioned vehicles, Bella?"

She nodded, "Yes. I prefer the models more than todays cars. They are far more sturdier and I know because I was nearly hit by a large van doing fifty in a parking lot covered in black ice and when I hit the ground, it slammed into my truck and only left a small dent."

Lucius turned around and looked out the large window, "I see your truck. It's very well taken care of, despite the faded coloring. You take care of your belongings, Bella?"

"Yes sir."

"How often do you shop for things you want? Such as shoes, dresses, jewelry or getting your hair done or getting a manicure."

"I've never gone to a hair salon, or gotten a manicure or pedicure. The last article of clothing I bought for myself was the pair of flats I'm currently wearing and that was before I entered college. I wear this bracelet all the time and my father bought it for me on my thirteenth birthday. I don't wear any other jewelry even though I have some earrings from my mother."

He was silent as he looked over some more papers. "Would you consider yourself a very patient person, Bella?"

"I would. I've dealt with some very annoying people and not once have they ever found out that I find them annoying. I consider that to be patience, because it means I have a good control over my temper. In fact, not many things annoy me anymore."

"And what are your pet peeves?"

"Double standards," she automatically answered. That was something she shared with Charlie, both of them hated them.

"I also hate it when guys can't take a hint. If I don't want to go to a dance, I'm not going. Stop herding me, I don't dance."

"Also," she continued. "I'm a bad liar. If you want me to lie for you, it better be for a very good reason, otherwise I'll tell the truth. Personal feelings aside."

He nodded and shuffled through some more papers. "Do you have any past relationships that could possibly cause trouble for your future?" he queried.

"I've only had one boyfriend and he broke up with me in my Senior year of high school. I haven't seen him in years and I don't think he'll ever want to see me again, nor do want to see him."

"Was it for a personal reason or perhaps a grudge? You don't have to tell me specifics, I just need to know if he'll be an issue."

She shrugged, "I don't know his reasoning. All he did was take me deep into the forest and tell me that he never loved me and that he was leaving and he had his whole family move before telling me this, so that they were all gone. I was in shock and I stood there for a long time and when I finally looked up, he was gone. I got lost and was out there well into the night, so I hold a grudge against him for that but I don't know about him. And no one really liked him or his family so if they were to return to Forks, I don't think anyone who knows where I am, would tell him where I am."

Lucius nodded in understanding.

"What do you know about Bruce Wayne?"

Bella shrugged, "The building is named after him?"

Lucius smirked and shook his head. "No, Wayne Enterprises has been around long before Mr. Wayne was even thought of."

Bella had to wonder how old the guy was. Fox made it sound like the place had been around for centuries!

"You truly know nothing about Mr. Wayne?"

Before she could answer, the door opened and man entered, acting as if he owned the place. Bella could tell just from his strut, that he thought he was the shit. He was tall with dark hair and hazel eyes, dressed in a suit and tie.

"Lucius, I need you to find me-. Well who is this?"

Bella frowned at him, not moving to take his offered hand. Instead, she remained quiet, glaring at him for interrupting her interview and then trying to pull his horrid moves on her. Bastard.

"This is Bella Swan. She's in the middle of an interview for the position of my personal secretary."

The man's eyes went wide and he gave Bella a toothy smile, winking.

"Want to be my personal secretary? I'm much more fun than Lucius is."

"No."

Both men looked at her in shock. It wasn't that big of a deal, was it?

"I came here for an interview with Mr. Fox, not a pretty boy who seems to think he owns the world. It's getting annoying running into guys like you everywhere I go."

His mouth dropped open and Lucius snickered.

"Bella, I'd like to introduce you to Bruce Wayne," he said.

Time halted and Bella stared at the brunette before her in shock. She just insulted the owner! Shit!

And by the look on his face, he hadn't even come back to earth yet.

She winced and looked at Lucius, who was watching Wayne with obvious interest.

He then looked at Bella and smiled, "You have the job, Bella. I think you broke him, and hopefully knocked some sense into him while doing so."

She gaped at him while he was grinning at Wayne.

She just disrespected the owner of the Enterprises and he was giving her the job anyway?!

Lucius looked back to her, "You'll start on Monday. Come to this floor and ask the floor manager, Steven Gibbs, he's the one sitting out in the hallway, for a pass to the office. I'll have already briefed him on everything by then. I must say, I'm excited to get a secretary who knows what she's doing."

He stood and held his hand out to her and she mimicked him, shaking it.

"Thank you, Mr. Fox."

He winked, "Have a nice evening, Bella."

She left the office, in a daze. She got the job, good, but the way it happened had her lost.

How did that help him decide that she was the one for the job?

She shook her head as she made her way to her truck. All she knew, was that she beat out thirty-seven other 'women' for the position and she felt light as a feather. She needed to find an apartment now.

The pay for her new job was half a grand every two weeks. With that, she could get a nice apartment and internet access for her laptop, a gift from Renee for her nineteenth birthday. Charlie had bought her an iPhone.

She took a moment to rest her head against the steering wheel. She was about to start a life in Gotham City. She had to call Charlie.

A/N: So this is the first chapter.

Please let me know what you think. Should I continue it?

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