Just a 'normal' girl living a 'normal' life. Will this all go downhill when she moves to Gotham City. Will she find love with all the challenges? Read to find out.
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Jason's pov:
Staring up at the sky ,I can only imagine how strange I look to anyone except myself. With the revelation of our soulmate in the local area ,I've been staying at the manor. Sitting up and shrugging off my hoodie ,I stare down at my soul mark. Without having the hope of finding my other half ,I don't think I would still be sane and on...speaking terms with Bruce. I still remember the day I got my soulmate.
*flashback* *three years ago*
"KID! Get back here." A police officer yelled. I was escaping from a local shopping market after stealing a couple bags of food. Outpacing him quickly ,I dive through alley ways and shove past people before running into a crowd and loosing the cop for good. Hopefully.
If I got the date correct today must be birthday which means I'm sixteen. yay.
Climbing up a set of old stairs as I get to the theatre ,I get settled on my pile of blankets and open the bag to take a look at today's haul. Before I could ,I felt a burning sensation coming from my left shoulder. Then my right forearm. Then soon after on my left wrist.
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(Dicks soul mark. Left shoulder.)
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(Damian's soul mark. Right forearm.)
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(Tim's soul mark. Left wrist.)
Breathing out in awe I stare at the new found marks adorned on my skin. Thinking that was the last of them I go to turn around before practically doubling over in pain. This time the burning came from my left hip. As the pain subsided ,I tug down the waistband of my jeans until I can see the mark. (He only tugged it passed it his hip. No further.)
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(Isabella's soul mark. Left hip.)
"Woah." Is all I can say.
*flashback over* Present day.
Smiling I relax back onto the grass and wait for Titus to return.
A/n: I'm currently writing a few chapters that all link together (this being one of them) and they happen to take more time piecing together and planning then it does writing ,so just a heads up there might be a little bit longer to wait for the next chapter than usual. -Love ,Darling💖
