My Twisted DC World

Chapter 11 - violence

Authors notes: There is a dream in this chapter that could be very, disturbing. be careful.

2 Days LATER:

I'm on a mission to be as normal, well as human as possible. I've left Wayne Manor to move back to the house in Metropolis. I did this at the protest of both Dick and Damian. Damian didn't want me to leave because he felt like I would forget him if I left. Dick didn't want me to leave because, he knew I was at least halfway safe in Gotham. Plus with all the trauma Dick and I have experienced in the last two months he didn't want me to experience signs of PTSD with out him or Bruce around.

I still left Gotham and went back to my house. Everything seemed ok. I went to work and everyone seemed happy to have me back. It had been a long time since I worked at Bruce's company but people acted as if I had been there the whole time. I shrug my shoulders and just go along with it.

I get to the office that Bruce gave me, it's actually his office when he comes to work at the Metropolis branch. I don't touch any of Bruce's personal things, but I have added my own items to Bruce's collection. There is a photo of me with my dad and Bruce. There is an image that Damian drew for me. It's colorful with all different types of animals and things the he believes represents me. All of the images combine to spell out, Lydia.

I sit down and turn on the computer. The first thing that pops up is an IM from Bruce.

B: Good Morning, How are you doing?

L: I'm good Uncle Bruce. I have a massive headache but I'll survive.

B: Top drawer right hand side. Extra strength pain meds.

L: You are the best Uncle Bruce.

B: Don't tell your dad or Dick that.

L: Ha, how's Dami?

B: Sulking.

L: He does that. I'll visit this weekend.

B: He isn't the only one that misses you.

L: Yeah I know. I'll visit him later. I got to go Uncle Bruce. I have a meeting over at the Planet in 20.

B: Be safe. Good luck with Clark.

I roll your eyes at Bruce's last message. I have to see dad at this meeting whether I like it or not. So I grab my bag and make my way out of the building. It was a sunny day so I decided to walk the couple of blocks to the Daily Planet.

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Ugh, Why did my dad have to sit next to me? I just sigh as Clark sits next to me and gives me a smile. I smile back at dad and then I hear Dick's thoughts.

Because he want's to get to know you, and he is your father.

I roll my eyes at Dick's statement and give off a slight sigh.

The meeting was about Wayne Enterprises, and me, the lost daughter of metropolis. Perry White wanted to do a piece about me and then a week later a piece about The Cat. So I sat there answering questions and listening to dad. In total, the meeting last for 2 hours. After the meeting Clark asked me to lunch and I just nodded my head.

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Sitting in a coffee shop with Clark just feels awkward. "So, uh, dad, what's new?" I take a sip of coffee and eye my father.

He takes a bite of his apple pie and looks at me. "Oh, you know same old same old. Anything new with you?"

I narrow my brow at him, "Look I'm trying here. And are you seriously eating Apple pie? That's so," I wave my hand looking for the word, "American of you."