Wayne Sister Valeska Brother

Chapter Four

Violet's P.O.V

     After I'm sure he's asleep, I carefully pick up Martha and bolt for the exit. Somewhere around 3/4 of the way I hear footsteps behind me. I start moving faster, adjusting Martha in my arms. As I reach the exit, someone grabs me. "I was truly hoping you would look past my complication." He turns me to face him. "Where would you have gone? You, my dear, are mine." He takes Martha from me.

     "Miah-" I shut up when he glares at me. Someone knocks me out from behind. 

     "I'm sorry love. I truly am." The next morning I wake up to see Jeremiah tying his necktie in the mirror. "Good morning Love. How'd you sleep?"

     "I had a weird dream." A giggle escapes my lips. How could I even think Jeremiah would go insane? 

     "Really? I'd love to hear all about it." He turns to face me and his eyes are the same piercing green, I saw last night. I snap out of my daze and jump out of bed running for the door. I try to open it, but it won't budge. "Did you really think I'd leave the door unlocked after what you pulled last night?" He growls. I press my back against the door, putting as much distance between us.

     "Miah, I'm sorry." I whimper as he slams a fist against the door next to my head. I look at the ground fighting back my tears.

     "Look at me, Violet." He demands eerily calm. Tears roll down my cheeks as he slams his other fist next to my head. "Look at me. I won't ask again." I finally look up to meet his gaze. 

     "Where's Martha?" I demand trying to sound brave, but my voice betrays me. 

     "Martha is safe. I would never hurt her or you. But if you ever try something like that again, I just might." He threatens and a sob escapes me. "Bruce is coming over in a few hours." He says opening the door. "You will be allowed to leave this room to see our daughter. Ecco will also be watching over you, so don't try anything." 

     "Miah-"

     "Don't." He hisses. "I will see you later, and I do hope you've accepted my new appearance by then."

     "Please." I beg grabbing his hand. "I'm sorry this-" I touch his cheek. "-scared me. It took me by surprise." He looks at me with a mask of indifference. 

     "I will be back soon." He says pulling out of my grip. I walk out of the room, and he glances at me. "Don't try anything." I nod and he gives me a satisfied smile. I walk to Martha's room and smile, seeing she's alright.

     "Hey baby. Did you sleep okay?"

     "I had a bad dweam, but daddy came and stayed with me till I fell asleep. Can I have eggies for breakfast?"

     "Sure come on."

     "Are you alright?" Ecco questions. I nod my head.

Bruce's P.O.V 

     I stare at the blue generator in awe. It was amazing what Jeremiah could design and construct. "Ambient energy. No cables or wires of any kind. It's clean and stable. Harvested from micro tremors, and density shifts, it's.... It's virtually without cost." Jeremiah explains.

     "That's incredible. How's V and Martha?"

     "They're fine."

     "Hi Bruce." We both look in the doorway to see Violet. "I'm making Mar and me Breakfast and was wondering if you boys wanted any."

     "No, thank you." I reply.

     "No, I'm fine. Where's Ecco?"

     "With Mar. I'll see you two later." 

      "Let's get back to work." He says after she leaves.

     "So with the prototypes at Wayne enterprises, we can power all of Gotham?" I ask getting back on the topic.

     "You've kept this project secret, yes?" He questions nervously.

     "No one outside of Wayne enterprises knows about it." I assure him.

     "It's the ones closest to you that you need to keep your eyes on. I know that better than anybody." He said walking closer to me. Why was he acting like this? "Arkham Asylum sent me Jerome's personal effects and among them were his diary." He says showing me a notebook with a ice cream cone on it. He's hunched over a desk looking through the book. 

     "What is that?" 

     "It's a catalog of his fantasies and goals. Every twisted vision he ever had. He was obsessed with torturing and killing me, you, and Jim Gordon.  He wanted to take anyone I cared about away."

     "You shouldn't spend so much time reading it." I suggest.

     "If he was even the least bit sane he would have destroyed us all. Gotham would be in ruins." I slam my hand down on the page causing him to look at me.

     "Your brother's dead. You V and Mar are safe. It's time you joined the world."

     "Yes-yes, he's dead. I still have trouble believing it." Jeremiah stutters, closing the diary and straightens up. My phone buzzes soon after. "Who's that?" Jeremiah asks.

     "Alfred." I respond walking away from him to answer.

     "Master Bruce, I've got some disturbing news. Jerome Valeska's acolytes have kicked off again." I immediately look at Jeremiah, who's walking towards me holding the journal.

     "Thank you, Alfred." I say trying to be discreet as possible. "Lunch plans." I lie hanging up.

     "That's lie. Are you lying to me?" He asks hurt.

     "You're right, I'm sorry. It seems some of Jerome's followers are causing trouble." I admit and he starts panicking.

     "Oh my god, I was right." He backs up walking to the table. 

     "No Jeremiah." I dismiss trying to calm him.

     "I was right, he's not dead. Bruce, he's not dead. He's coming after me."

     "Jeremiah, easy, easy, you're not thinking clearly. This isn't like you." I say trying to calm him down, and he does a bit. 

     "Bruce, I need to tell you something. After Jerome died, he left one final trap for me. He sprayed me with his insanity gas." My eyes widen and I slowly back up. "A special mixture just for you, he said."

     "Does Violet know?" I ask turning to face him. He's silent for  minute before answering.

     "No, I'm afraid of how she'll react." I sigh this is bad. There's only one solution to this problem.

     "What if I could show you he's dead and buried."

     "How?"

     "We go to his grave." I state and his eyes widen.

     "No, no, no." He refuses immediately, waving Jerome's diary to prove his point. 

     "Jeremiah, listen to me. Your brother took away your greatest strength. But if you could see the reality, then you'd be free of this cage." I claim and he thinks about it for a moment.

     "You really think this will work?"

     "I do."

Violet's P.O.V

     I sigh. I need to find a way to get us out of here. The door opens and Ecco walks in with some clothes. "Get dressed, we're leaving."

     "Where are we going?" She ignores me and walks out. I quickly change and Grab Martha from her room. "We're gonna be alright."