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Warmth of a Cold Dragon	By : AmnesiaTheDarkDescent Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 6410 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman nor make any money for this. I wrote the origenal story line for Fanfiction.net and some of the characters are my own.

Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
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Gentle green eyes open to veiw a solid marble ceiling above her bed, its lightness only topped by the finest silk sheets. Her skin seemed to sigh at the comfort as she awoke to the light chiming of an alarm she had set. Her smooth body slipped gracefully to the side to stand out of the sheets. Her nude form gracefully slipped on a black dress with red trimming. She paused as she shifted her gaze between combat boots and heels, wanting the comfort of the boots but knowing the heels would go with the outfit.
She slid her feet gently into the tough boots and strapped them tight before going to a mirror to look over her lithe form then noticed her dark hair in a tangled mess. She groaned and grasped a brush from a desk and ran it through her hair, pulling at the knots that had quickly formed overnight. Once satisfied, she looked into the mirror and smiled at the sleek hair. Her boots thunked gently in her light stride as she left her room and traversed down a long hall to the main bedroom. Her hands curled with her long black nails pressed gently to her palm as she tapped upon the door. The door opened to reveal a rather disorganized Bruce Wayne, only having on his undershirt and pants.
"I will be ready in a minute," He spoke calmly as he placed his hand against her cheek.
She blushed and said, "Alright, just know if it closes that you will owe me a date~!"
Bruce laughed as he reentered his room to finish dressing. She smiled at the door then quickly made her way to the exit, staying inside but eager to head to her favorite place, the library. She has found so many interesting things and even taught herself mechanical engineering from reading quite a few books and practicing. Her work was evident in her hidden outfit, which she prized so dearly. She looked at Alfred, spotting him staring at her boots oddly. She watched as he looked up and locked eyes with her, ending up with them both having a dissappointing glare.
"Excuse me, madame?" Alfred looked at her.
"Yeah, yeah the boots right?" She cocked her hips to the side, making sure the boots were visable through a slit in the dress.
Alfred shook his head and said, "Miss Asume, boots are not appropriate for that outfit. Are you not afraid to embarass Mister Wayne?"
"Oh hell no," She laughed at him and said, "And don't call me 'Miss Asume', call me Ryuu when we are in the home and Anya outside or when being watched. Got it?"
"Yes miss..." He paused then said, "Yes, Anya."
She giggled a little bit and then looked to the doors where Bruce was trying to silently walk up. He smiled and said, "You look beautiful."
She blushed a bit and said, "Alfred thinks otherwise."
Bruce looked over at him and laughed to himself, "He is a little uptight."
"A little is an exagerration," She whispered to him.
"I heard that, Miss Anya," Alfred looked her over again.
She sighed and said, "If you MUST know, the boots is showing my support to veterans. So stop it."
"I apologize." Alfred spoke in his dignified manner but seemed legit in his apology.
Anya smiled then took to Bruce's arm, pulling him towards the door. Bruce smiled and left with her, them going to the library. The second they were there, she pretty much released his arm and took off like a dog let loose in a park to head right on into the library. She went right into the back and searched her eyes over cases of books. She knew there were others around her, some guy in the corner and a girl that could float a few shelves away, but she zoned in as if she was alone as her fingers delicately pulled out a book from the shelves. Her eyes looked over the title and she smiled as she had found the next book she wanted to read. She had started reading all the books in the library from back to front and she was on a book about criminology and stereotyping. That wasn't the most interesting to most but information is a very interesting thing to seek.
Bruce caught up to her to find her sitting on the floor, reading the book as if she was in her own little world. Bruce did notice the others inhabiting the library and grew suspicious of the male in the corner as he placed his arm down. Anya looked up and finally took notice. He had a gorgous face, slicked back black hair with a white strip hanging over his eye. She then returned to her book. It took some time but she managed to finish off not just the first book, but the rest of that shelf before it came to the libarary's closing time. Bruce had to stop her from grasping another book. She looked at him and blushed, knowing what time it was and then looked to see there was still that one man in the corner. She saw him sip from a cup then walk on out. She also noticed Bruce was staring at him. She tugged him as she lead their way out then felt her stomache cringe as the hunger hit. She also could tell Bruce heard the loud roar and he decided to take her to a nice restaraunt nearby. They were seated nearly immidiately due to, well, just Bruce being there. They ordered a nice meal and were rather quiet.
As soon as they left, they went straight to Bruce's house then down to the bat cave. She went to a case where he was letting her keep her best outfit while she was staying with him. She took off the dress, not caring if he was looking and placed on a one piece black body suit that shimmered a deep red. On top of the body suit, she placed a scaled armor detailed like a blood red dragon, each scale having etched in symbols of protection from all forms of worldly religions. She also slipped on pants of the same scale mail, clipping it to the top carefully with alot of clips. She then picked up a thin pack with a wing attached and slid it under a slit in the back of her armor, having Bruce snap in the other wing and clip all of the edges to the armor's inside. The slits were also clipped up by Bruce as Anya placed on metal gauntlets, colored to match the scale mail and sharpened at the finger tips. She felt bruce finish up the snapping, allowing her to place on metal boots with sharpened heels. She had Bruce clip the insides of her gloves closed and her boots down so they wouldn't come off. She smiled and watched as he went to place on his suit, her putting on a thin mask as Alfred came to place her contacts in. The contacts were slit like a dragon eye with yellow on the inside and red on the outside. She nodded in thanks then moved nearly silently in the armor as she walked to the quickly finishing Bruce.
She spoke happily, "Good to see the Batman."
Bruce smiled and said, "And to see Ryuu. The computer has picked up some minor activity, nothing too major but if you look at the pattern..."
"I see it," Ryuu said, pointing at the blips, "Isn't that Bane's territory?"
They looked at each other, Batman going to his mobile and Ryuu hopping onto a motorcycle, pulling her shoulders forward to make sure her wings were closed as she pulled the go handle really hard. They raced down the streets to the areas of interest and, sure enough, there were Bane's thugs. At this point, Ryuu was alone and watching them from the shadows. Her eyes locked onto some of the brutes as it seemed like there were others taking their goods as their backs were turned. She snuck in closer to see the clown faces taking the stolen goods. She sighed to herself and shook her head, deciding to move in on the first brute, sneaking skillfully behind and jabbing the inside of his knee to bring him down. She move away swiftly as he yelped for help and the others gathered around him. She took this time to go to the goons and knock each of them out one by one.
She sighed again to herself and got herself up onto a higher area. She watched and listened as the men told the one she struck that he probably just pulled something or that he was standing with his knees locked for too long. She was just happy that she only jabbed light enough to form a bruise later. She watched as they all spread out and she took off her wig, revealing short hair underneath that was black. She stuffed the wig into the crevace between her breasts as she maintained a good posture to veiw the men.
Once she felt ready, she shrugged her shoulders back, opening her wings to full extent before leaping off of the building into a glide as the fabric parachuted her. Her hair spiked in the wind and as the smaller of the brutes looked up, they skittered in fear of the dragon looking shadow above them. She ended up diving down towards one of the bigger ones, kicking them over and moving her shoulders enough to give her lift to kick the next one in the jaw. She turned as she went to go to the next thug, only to have a hand grip her shoulder into a dead stop. She looked at the mask upon the face and knew who it was, Bane. She gasped and felt his fist land on the side of her head, the hardest punch she has ever had to take in her life. She fell to the ground, shaking and trying to get back up, only to hear the men hurrying to gather the rest and go away as a heavy foot stepped down onto her back to keep her still.
"So, you came instead of the batman, that is alright," she heard his voice as she fought to keep herself awake, "I can't have just anyone poking around. So, I will leave you here so you can prove yourself as an opponant to myself."
She was going to retort but felt his foot leave her as another hard hit came upon herself. She blacked out as it began to sprinkle, rain was coming and she was to be left out in the cold.
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