Oh Brother -book one- *under revision*

Field Trip

warning, not so nice language to come. sorry, but welcome to Batman

I didn't let anyone in my room. Not Dick, not Jason or Tim or Bruce or Damian or even Alfred. I just made them leave me alone and blasted my music. But that was last night and now that morning was here I wasn't really looking forward to breakfast and being around the boys and Bruce. I knew that he would have hounded them for why I shut myself in my room all night and why I ran away like I did. I should have just kept my mouth shut. Maybe if you hadn't acted like the baby you are you wouldn't deal with this mess. I let out a grown. It's right, and I hate that. I sat up and looked around. The clock said 8. Oh look at that, I slept in. I got up and went to the closet. The black "don't blame me" shirt, black shorts that you could hardly tell I was wearing due to the shirt size and my black flats were what I chose to adorn my body. I brushed through the curls and tangles until my hair was just puffy, straight yet still curly in some parts and wavy in most. I made my way downstairs to find the house empty. You've got to be kidding me. I looked everywhere and I couldn't find them. Maybe it's a good thing. I won't be forced into talking... I was making my way back up to my room after I had a bowl of surgery cereal when someone ran into me.

"Hey! Watch it!" I say, assuming it was one of the boys but nope. I was wrong. It was a man who was just as tall as Bruce but more muscular. He had a part of glasses and was dressed in a suit.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Clark Kent. I'm a friend of your father." He smiled. I looked at him confused.

"Where's Bruce, and the boys?" I questioned backing up a bit.

"There was some league business to take care of. The boys have other responsibility's to attend to. Bruce has asked me to come and talk with you." He explained.

"Where's Alfred? What's the league? What are you even talking about?" I questioned, glaring hard at him.

"Alfred's at a funeral, a friend of died last month or something. And you don't know about the league? Bruce said he told you... or did he say not to tell you... whoops."

"I'm going to my room. Don't bug me." I say running to my room and locking the door. I quickly logged on the laptop Tim had gotten me when he first started teaching me to hack.
"The league... what would Bruce Wayne be doing at a place called the league?" I mumbled searching. Finally I found something. "The Justice league is a group of crime fighting superheroes. The group includes Superman, Wonder Woman, Flash,Martian Man Hunter, Green Lantern, Green Arrow, Batman and many more. They all protect their own city's but come together to protect the country and the world." I read aloud. "It is rumored that many of the technology the Justice league and the branch off groups like the Young Justice and the Teen Titans is funded and provided by Wayne Industries. Than it should be easy to hack, the first thing Tim showed me was how to get into Wayne industries files." I talk to no one but suddenly I hear banging on the door and then it breaks down. There stand there is a startled looking Clark.

"Stop what you're doing! Give me the laptop now!" He yelled.

"What? No!" I yell back. He jumped for the computer but I managed to roll away. He was tangled up in the messy blankets, yelling for my computer. Bruce really needs some more, competent friends. I roll my eyes at the thought. I look out the window and see a belcony a floor down. As I nodded he was getting up I decided to make a jump for it. I landed in a tuck and roll, my laptop safe agents My middle. I opened the door to find dicks room. I managed to get out the front door before the dude could catch up. I grabbed one of the 4 bikes from the front garage and started biking away from the house. It isn't long until I reach the busy city. I've been in this city so many times, biking around just seemed to feel natural. It reminds me of a foster house I was in last year. They lived right in the heart of Gotham and didn't care what us kids did or where we'd go as long as we were back by 8. Any later and you were locked out. A girl nearly froze to death and they got shut down. I glided the bike one-handed carefully into a park and stopped at a picnic table. I sat down and opened the laptop. My first step was hacking the files of Wayne treasury. From I scrolled through the detailed list of clients, cause, and amount given. I scrolled and found a cause listed as simply "L".