Bat Woman

Bella POV

"That was awesome!" I yelled as I ran out the theater doors. The movie was about a detective named Sherlock Holmes. "He kicked butt!" I yelled happily. Mother and Father came after me quickly, each of them grabbing one of my hands. I couldn't keep the grin of my face as I replayed the scenes over and over again in my head. I was getting more excited by the second. I was so excited I hadn't realized that we had stopped. "What's going on?" I asked. "On the ground!" a loud man yelled. Mother and Father got to the ground and pulled me with them. The man was dressed in all black. He had a mask over his face. I still didn't understand what was going on. Are we playing dress up? "Please-e," Father trembled, "Please-e leave m-my family alone. You can have my watch. Just don't hurt-t us." He was scared. Why? "And my pearls," Mother whispered. The man nodded and my parents handed over their stuff. This made me mad. "Hey what is the big idea? That's not yours," I yelled. The man froze and looked angry. "Hello little girl. What is your name?" He asked. I didn't answer. Then he pulled out a gun and shot a bullet and another bullet. What is he shooting at? Then I looked to the ground to find both of my parents bleeding. He shot them! "YOU MONSTER!" I yelled, crying over their bodies. "Ready to die?" he whispered.

I then woke up from my nightmare, screaming bloody murder, with sweat pouring down my face. Alfred, my butler, rushed in immediately. "Another dream Miss Wayne?" he asked. "Yes Alfred," I whispered.

That wasn't just any nightmare, it was reality. That was thirteen years ago. That monster killed my parents and he was going to kill me but a policeman nearby heard my screams and came running. He killed the bastard before he could kill me. Sometimes I wish the policeman was late… Anyway I was only eight years old. The policeman was named Officer Edward Jonas and from that day on we became friends. We see each other as often as we can. Edward brought me down to the station and phoned Alfred. While we waited Edward played cards with me.

When Alfred came I started sobbing really bad again and I ran over and gave him a huge hug. "I'm so sorry Miss Wayne," he said. He was sobbing too. From that day on Alfred raised me. I love Alfred but I will never forget my parents, Martha Wayne and Thomas Wayne.

"I have your usual, Miss Wayne," Alfred said. That consisted of my regular morning anxiety pills and chocolate milk to get them down. I gulped it all down. "Thank you," I whispered. "The shower is also on for you, set to cold. There are two towels on the sink and your clothes are in their as well. If there is anything else you may need, I'll be downstairs making breakfast," he said. "Alfred that is very sweet of you but I am not handicap you know. I can still walk and do things for myself," I said. "I know Miss Wayne, but I am your butler and I promised to take very good care of you. You're like a daughter to me," he said. My cheeks turned rosy red. "Aw! Thanks Alfred!" I said. "Okay, I will be downstairs," Alfred said, "Oh and by the way Miss Wayne, Happy twenty-first birthday!" Then he winked at me and left.