The Dark Knight (Bruce Wayne X reader)

Chapter Seven

Wayne Manor
December 25th 2020

Holiday parties weren't her style. She had decided this an hour into the party when she got bombarded with people trying to talk to her about politics, or even asking her to come home with them so they could probably get laid. But Y/n said no and she would excuse herself from those people.

Y/n ended up finding herself alone in the massive library in the manor. She felt comfortable in this room and she was glad that she didn't have to talk with anymore people.

Y/n had met up with her father twice throughout the party so far, and he was talking about partnerships for his business. Now, Wayne Enterprises and L/n incorporated were not partnered quite yet. And they wouldn't be for awhile. Mr. L/n would work hard to get his company up to the top. Making sure he achieved his goal. And once he did. He would resign, and Y/n would take his place.

But that would be heard from now, and Y/n didn't want to worry about running a company quite yet. But the company itself? Well it was a clothing company, a designer company meant for the poor. That was Y/n's idea. And she would go out every day to the bad side of town. Handing out fresh clothes and some money to the people who needed it most.

Bruce liked that about Y/n, she was sweet, yet snarky, sarcastic and blunt. And she would speek her mind when it cake to generic things. But just the simple act of handing out free clothes and money to the poorer people of Gotham, was amazing to Bruce.

However- underneath the clothing part of the company, her and her father ran a smaller busines. A vehicle and weapons business. Meant more specifically for the military or the police force. But Y/n used some things for her persona- The Viper.

She knew it had sounded like a villain name. But it absaloutly wasn't, as Y/n would go around and she would stalk criminals in the shadows- then strike them and drug them with the fluid that she and Bruce are designing.

Anyway- back to the actual story-

Y/n wandered the big library, running her fingers along the spines of each book that cought her eye until she had found her favourite book, which was half open on a round table in the center of the library.

Y/n hummed. Maybe Alfred or Bruce liked the book... It could have been possible that's for sure. But Y/n also knows that Bruce has his special collection of books in his study, and Alfred rarely reads.

"Who is here?" Y/n asked, still staring down at the book. "Wow, you figured that out quickly" a firmiliar voice said, it was male, and it was behind her. Y/n turned around and she looked the supposed stranger in the eye, but she had gasped when she saw non other than Ra's Al Ghul. "No- what are you doing here! You should have died!" Y/n shouted quietly.

Al Ghul hummed with a smirk "well it's simple actually... Bruce didn't let me fall off the cliff we were on, he saved me and he brought me to a Buthan villaige healer. Now, I'm here to destroy Gotham." He said with a smirk.

"You look absaloutly stunning my the way, I would have never thought I'd see you in a dress" he stated after. Y/n shook her head and she quickly- as fast as the light, had a knife at Al Ghul's throat. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now" Y/n asked with a scowl on her lips. "Because there are guests here, and it would ruin your beautiful dress" he stated.

Y/n kept him at knife point while she messaged Bruce and told him what was going on. Y/n and the man in front of her heard the party quieting down and people leaving grumpily.
Y/n put her phone in her leather thigh bag and she zipped it up. Glaring at Al Ghul. "You shouldn't be here... Bruce should have let you die." Y/n said.