Hello! This is my first fic, so please don't flame it!

Just in case you didn't read the warning in the summary, this story contains an OC, and suggested rape. There is nothing graphic or lemony. I promise, I could never write a lemon. But if you don't like any kind of mentioned rape don't read this story.

I don't own Batman. But this is an AU where all the brothers live in the mansion (and they have a sister, she's the OC).

Annabelle Rose Kyle-Wayne had just taken her youngest brother, Damian Wayne, to see an extremely violent R-rated spy movie. It was called Kingsman: The Secret Service. Her older brother, Richard John Grayson, had taken her to see it and she figured Damian would like it. She hadn't spent time with Damian in a while and it was fun to see the reactions from the people working at the theater when a 9 year-old walked into an R-rated movie.

They walked towards Damian's favorite restaurant, a small burger place that had been the first place he had eaten unhealthy food after Thalia Al Ghul had left him with them.

"Did you like the movie, Damian?" Annabelle asked her younger brother.

"It was enjoyable." He agreed, he refused to smile, but she could tell he had loved it. He loved violent movies.

They passed by a small gap between two buildings, when Annabelle felt a small circle in the shape of a ring pressed into her back.

"Don't move." A voice whispered into her ear.

She obeyed, she had been kidnapped many times before. She was the daughter of Bruce Wayne.

A hand was placed over her mouth and she was pulled into the alley. She saw another man holding Damian by the neck with a gun to his head.

Damian looked pissed, like he was about to go all Robin on these guys asses. Annabelle made a small hand motion telling him not to move. He nodded slightly.

The man pulled her backwards until they reached a plain white van that couldn't stand out if it tried. He reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. He threw it on the ground and smashed it with his boot. The man holding Damian pulled out the young boy's phone and proceeded to smash it as well.

A third man came out of the van and opened the back door. The one holding Annabelle shoved her inside, and she was soon joined by Damian. They locked the door and climbed into the front of the van, which was separated from the back by a thick metal plate.

"You have to pretend to be a helpless rich kid." She whispered to him. That was the most important thing right now, that Damian didn't act like he could beat them up (or actually beat them up).

"Kyle, I am not helpless." He said, almost angrily. He didn't understand yet. It was his first time being kidnapped with them.

"Yeah, I know you're not, but if you don't pretend to be it will look suspicious. We don't want anyone making the connection. Okay?" She said quietly.

He just nodded, still looking pissed.

Bruce Wayne sat in his study, massaging his temples. Richard John Grayson, Jason Peter Todd, Timothy Drake, and Alfred Pennyworth were downstairs. Alfred had already made dinner and the boys were eating. Bruce was waiting for his phone to ring. Annabelle and Damian should have been home hours ago, and Bruce was waiting for her to call him with an explanation.

The phone finally rang and Bruce picked it up hurriedly.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne. We have two of your brats. The girl and the little boy." The male voice on the other end sneered, "You will bring 15 million dollars to our location when we reveal it to you. Just be patient Mr. Wayne." The man was obviously smiling.

"I want proof they're okay." Bruce replied, attempting to keep himself under control.

"Dad?" Annabelle's voice came through the phone.

"Annabelle! Are you alright? Is Damian alright?" He asked urgently.

"Yeah, we're fine." She replied, trying to sound scared.

"See you soon Mr. Wayne." The man said into the phone before he hung up.

Chapter 1 end!

The next chapter is coming soon!

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