The UnTamed

CH 2

Damian didn't tell anybody about his encounter with the shapeshifter. Although he'd never admit it, he was embarrassed and ashamed, allowing something like this to happen. He brought an intruder into the manor. Fortunately, he didn't reveal much in speaking, and she never left the room, and she was asleep for most of everything else. Small wins.

He could still remember how she looked both as a feline and human. The feline was beautiful, with black fur and blue eyes. He had drawn a few sketches of her while she slept and a few of her awake. The ones with her sleeping were gentle and peaceful. The ones with her awake were scary and intimidating, like she'd jump out and scratch anyone who got too close. While he had made many drawings of her in her cat persona, he could not draw her as human. He did remember her human form, her crystal blue eyes, and slightly matted long black hair. Her crouch was a mix of being a predator, protecting, and fear. He could remember but capture such a sight, at least not on paper, not with a pencil.

But that was okay, he'd find.

-

It had been about two weeks since what she had dubbed the 'Wayne incident' occurred. Since then, she had caught up on all the missed sleep and more. She continued to help people while the snow was no longer thick. As Mr. Freeze made it, it was still there, and it was still cold, and people were still at risk. Running around Gotham in every shape and form to help in every and any way. Damian was pushed to the back of her mind. She had far more oppressing matters to deal with, like the poor people of Gotham.

It's not like anyone would believe him anyway. A black cat turns into a girl, then jumps out the window and turns into a bird. That's just absurd, ridiculous, the wild imagination of a foreign child. She was in the clear.

"Hey!" someone shouted "Hey Girl!" they shouted again as they came to a running stop in front of her. He knew he was coming to her as she was literally the only one on the street. She let him have a moment to catch his breath. " We got... a problem". The older boy said in between breathes.

"What is it? And how can I help?"

"Medicine, we're running out of medicine and medicinal supplies"

"How? The Waynes Foundations are supplying"

"The snow is still too thick for some trucks to get through others are being taken by gangs. We can't get them. "

Shouldn't be surprised Gotham's crooks were always looking for a way to benefit in the events of tragedy. The bigger the crook, the bigger the take, the bigger the mess, the more suffering. It was the circle of life in Gotham. A routine that never seemed to be broken. Very few escaped it.

" I'll see what I can do. Where is everyone setup"

"We got one of the abandoned apartments. The one across from the stingy bodega.

"Okay"

As he turned to leave, he looked her up and down. She was wearing nothing but a large pair of boots and an oversized long winter coat with only a few buttons buttoned up. While he couldn't see it, he suspected there wasn't anything underneath. He wasn't going to say anything, though. No one who saw her like this ever did maybe a few hinted warnings of what her lack of clothes could bring, but no one outright said anything and let her continue her dangerous nudist lifestyle. But today was different, and today it was getting into the near negatives so.

"Would you like my sweatpants? I have another pair underneath. Or my sweater."

She looked at him, confused, " Why would I want your sweatpants?"

"Because... because you don't have any?"

"And I don't need any"

And with that, she turned down an alley. He was stunned for a moment before he tried to follow her. Turning down the alley, he found it to be an empty dead end aside from a pair of boots. She had vanished.

-

When there are people in need, there are people with greed.

Damian forgot which of his siblings told him this (Probably Jason), but it was moments like this that the statement seemed true. While the city was recovering from Mr.Freeze and preparing for an early and long winter. The crooks, thieves, and criminals of the city came looking to take advantage of the weak and misfortunate. Thugs such as Penguin and Black Mask had been messing with the supply line that helped the shelters were being taken and ambushed. The free supplies were simply no longer free. And Batman and Robin were going to fix that tonight.

Batman and Robin were set up at the Harbor, watching the warehouses and docks to see which thugs would try something and where. While Red Robin and Red Hood have returned, Red Robin has been placed to watch the Penguin and his movements while Red Hood was assigned to Black Masks. Oracle was watching the camera. Keeping eyes on the whole city as always.

"Something's happening at the docks," She said, giving directions to the commotion. Just as they arrived a truck ramped through the garage door and speeding away.

"I'll take the truck." Robin took chase before anyone could respond and stop him. Robin Jumped several roofs before he dove off the building and onto the truck's roof. Climbing onto the cab, and jumped down by the passenger door, opened it up, and found ...

THE GIRL.

-

It wasn't hard to find the thugs stealing medicinal supplies. They weren't really hiding, at least not in the daylight. Once she found their place or operations, she hid until the shipment arrived. In places like this, no one really minded the fly on the wall. She watched and listened as they talked about different deals and schedules and whatnot. Apparently, this warehouse belonged to the Penguin he had strongly armed the non-profits and charities or supplies. If they didn't pay their way, supplies didn't come, or they went missing. Thugs talked a lot.

After several hours of waiting, the shipment finally arrived. She waited for them to fill the truck, and then she made her move. Shifting from a fly to a rat, she scurried across the floor without being caught and hopped into the truck. Just as the driver got in and ready to go, she decided to hop on his leg. "OH SHITT!!" he screamed and jumped out of the cab. Unfortunately, he didn't put it in park, and the truck drove forward, hitting the garage door.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" one of the bosses came out shouting.

While chaos occurred, the girl shifted to her human self. It was then that the men realized someone was in the cab, and she realized then that she didn't know how to drive. There was no time to ponder on that. As the guns started going off, she hit the gas and hoped for the best. Plowing through the door and taking off. Flying between warehouses wrecking, she had just made it to the streets when the passenger door opened, revealing Robin.

"I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG "

"YOU'RE STEALING A TRUCK AND DRIVING RECKLESSLY. WHILE NAKED?!?"

"I'm taking back what was ours. And I'm 10 I don't know how to drive I've never been in a car before." she ignored the comment about her nudity.

Robin climbed further in the cab and tried to take the wheel, but she refused and started to kick and push at him. " Let me take the wheel"

"NO!" she shouted.

"No, we're going back to the harbor to the police."

"No, we're going to the shelter. People need this stuff, and they need it now. " Robin slowly stopped fighting. " If I give it to the police, they'll take days to process everything. And in Processing, I guarantee you have this shit will go missing. People need this stuff, they need it now"

He didn't say anything after that he let her drive he actually started helping her drive. As they reached the shelter, she honked the horn, and people came rushing out to the truck, Robin jumped out of that cab to open the back of the truck. By the time the truck was emptied and Robin returned to the cab, the girl was gone.

Three buildings away on the roof, she watched as Robin helped those in the shelter. She could see it, the way he acted, always arrogant, above everyone else, and the things he did, such as taking care of animals and donating money. Plus, he has black hair, a constant scowl, stiff and tight posture. How could no one else see it?