Batman Pornography Story: Lynns Story Chapter 1

Batman Pornography Story: Lynns Story Chapter 1

The Batman: Lynn’s Story

By: summersara88

Disclaimer: No I don’t own Batman. Yes I own Lynn.

Authors Note: I don’t really do Batman. I just watched a couple cartoons and now I have a storyboucin’ around in my head, begging to be put on paper. Hope you like it,I promis the next chapter will bemuch more exciting! Based on new cartoon.

Chapter One

Bruce Wayne sat in front of his plasma TV screen. He flickered from channel to channel as he gently massaged his bruised arm, his latest injury. The face of a young girl caught his eye, and he stopped to watch her.

“Please,” she said, her eyes full of tears, “find my brother. He’s only ten. He was going to star in a play! Please.”

Reporters shoved microphones into her face. Behind her, her father stood, his face haggard, and emotionless as stone. Her mother sobbed silently on a metal chair.

“Lynn, the police have had little luck. Your brother disapeared without a trace. What do you think happened to him?” said one reporter, his voice louder than the rest.

But Lynn had disolved into tears. Her father took the mike.

“We believe he was kidnapped, though no evidence has been found to prove this.” he said, he voice breaking only a little.

The screen changed to a man at a desk shuffling his notes. “There you have it. Lynn Summer and her father and mother. David Summer dispeared on the 9th. As you can see, they are deperate to get him back. If you have any info, please call this numb-“

Bruce shut the TV off. Where had he seen that girls face? Then it came to him.

“Alfred,” said Bruce, “Didn’t I give Lynn Summer an award at her school? What was it called?”

“I beleive The Excellent Youth Acheivment Award. She was a straight A student, with a black belt, and had excelled in many sports. Why?” Alfred looked at him, puzzled.

“Her brother was kidnapped.” answered Bruce.

“A tradgedy, to be sure.” said Alfred, dusting the end table.

“Yes,” agreed Bruce.

Lynn was pounding a punching bag, trying to force all of her anger into it, but it wouldn’t take, it boiled in her stomach like lava. There was sadness to, but the anger shoved it to the side.

Who would be heartless enough to do this?

Her parents weren’t home, they were at yet another press conference. Lynn didn’t understand why this case had so much publicity. Her family wasn’t rich, they lived in a small apartment. Her father was a teacher, and her mother was a secretary.

Lynn went to her room andsat on her bed, and looked at the many pictures and plaques of acheivment. In the middle, in a place of honor, was a picture of her shaking hands with Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham. He had sponsered an award for the straight A students. Maybe it was her, that made the case so huge to the media. She had more awards than all the people she knew. Lynn felt that small familiar swell of pride, but it was flattened by the thought of her brother, who might not ever have the chance to follow in her footsteps. Just when she thought her tears were spent, one dripped down her cheek. Lynn wiped it away angerily. Why was she so helpless? She should be able to do something! Lynn hastilypulled a sweatshirt over her head, and walked out into the living room. She locked the door and went to the rusty old elevator. Someone was playing their music loud, and the rhythmn pounded dully at the back of her head. A week ago she would’ve gone to the roof to relax after a hard test or long run. But not now, those problems seemed too small to see.

The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open to a small stairwell, which Lynn jogged up, three stepsat a time. She put her shoulder against the old heavy door and shoved it, and it creakily opened to the smoggy Gotham night. She leaned against a wall and looked at the street below. She sighed, and walked over to the brick railing. The small breeze ruffled her wavy black hair.

“I need to do something,” she thought,”the police obviously are lost. It’s up to me, but…”

“I can’t do this alone.” she whispered to the night.

“You won’t have to.” said a voice behind her.

This entry was posted in Batman Hentai Stories and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.