Mutt (Gotham X Reader)

|Chapter Nine|

A new guest came to stay at Wayne Manor, her name is Selina Kyle. She's nice enough, although I haven't really talked with her, so I wouldn't know. She's hanging out with Bruce upstairs as I talk with Alfred.

A knock sounds at the door, attracting my attention.

Alfred answers it and comes to find a lady with blood smeared over her face. She whimpers and explains that she was in a car accident.

I narrow my eyes, something about her seems off. 

Before I can say something to the butler about it, Bruce says, "Alfred?"

Selina stands next to Bruce and as the lady's eyes land on her, her eyes widen. The lady's whole demeanour changes in an instant. She looks at Selina with a deadly expression.

"RUN!" Alfred and I yell at the same time, sending the youngsters running. 

The lady attacks us and is swiftly joined by two men. 

In the end, Bruce and his friend made it out unscathed, while Alfred and I weren't so lucky. Fortunately the attackers weren't great shots, so Alfred was hit in the shoulder and I was hit in the leg.

My former wounds, lovingly crafted by Victor Zsasz, have healed already thanks to the changes I have gone through. These ones won't take too long to disappear either. 

A medic patches me up as Jim and Harvey discuss the assassins and Bruce's whereabouts. 

"They were after Selina, by the way," I chip in, glaring at the medic as he tightens the bandage around my leg. 

"Selina? No one knew she was here," Jim rebuts my statement.

Rolling my eyes, I reply, "News in Gotham travels fast, Jim. Nothing stays secret forever. I just hope Bruce wasn't involved in the contract. We gotta find them fast."

"Right then, let's get started," Alfred says, standing.

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First off, we hit Fish Mooney's nightclub. I never really liked Fish, but Bruce's life is on the line.

Butch won't let us see her, though, so Alfred starts to rough him up. Alfred and his British charm manages to get Fish to reveal the location of Selina's fence.

And then we're off again. 

When we get there, Alfred and I dash in, guns raised. 

"Hey! Am I the only one who ever waits for backup?!!!" Bullock yells at us, but it's too late.

I take out any assassin that I come across before finding Bruce laying on the stairs. "Bruce! You alright?"

He nods as Alfred comes to us.

"Bruce, never scare us like that again. I mean honestly! Poor Alfred was working himself into a frenzy! No one hires butlers anymore, Brucie. If you're gone then he's screwed!" I make light of the situation, causing him to chuckle. 

"Sorry," he murmurs.

I ruffle his hair, "I'm glad you're alright."

Harv approaches, "You guys good?"

"Yup, fit as fiddles, ain't we?" I say, appraising those present.

"Next time, wait for backup," he commands. 

I laugh, "I make no promises."

My wound has started bleeding again, so I press my hands against it. "Harv, any way I could catch a ride to the hospital?"

"Sure, c'mon. But, now you owe me."

I scrunch my nose, "I'll buy you a danish sometime?"

"Whatever," he says grumpily but I see through his facade.

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