How can anyone live like this? (Nightwing)

Chapter one

First of all I want to thank everyone for giving this attempt to a fanfic book a chance. I apologise for the upcoming grammar mistakes, but english is not my first language. And please keep reading, my beginning of the chapter is less advanced and indulging than the end.
Thank you and enjoy.

Cathlyn's POV
I was a normal teenager, the daughter of the mayor of gotham city. I was getting good grades, hanging out with my friends, going shopping in the luxury streets of Gothem city.

One day i'm entering the school halls, I greet my friends and talk about some cute boys in our year. As the bell rings I say goodbye to them, it sucks how i dont have any classes with them, they're all in philosophy and stuff, boringgg... My future is all planned out, i'll join a great university, study medicine and make a great doctor.
I look forward to it, even though is kind of scary. It's a lot of pressure when your whole family expects you to be the successful kid.

I walk through the halls, that are already mostly empty, as I hurry into the classroom, I push open the door and... its empty? I look around confused, i take out my phone to check my schedule. Nope im definitely in the right classroom.

before I can turn around leave the door closes right infron of my nose.
"What the hell??" I huff in an annoyed tone. I try to open the door but it won't budge. I sigh "great" As i walk around the room searching for an exit,I spot a figure in the shadows. As i stumble back I hit my back on one of the desks and stand frozen.
"Stay away, or I swear i'll scream", A chuckle emerges feom the shadows, "Relax, im not here to hurt you." The figure says. It steps out of the shadows. The shadow washes away and over it emerges a black haired boy, well im not sure if hes still a boy, yeah no he's probably a man, I would say about 24 years old...? Anyways, "Nightwing?" I ask annoyed. A grin forms on his lips. Wait.. he's hot like really good looking.

"Are you done ?" The man aks impatiently. "Hey your the one kidnapping me, so you have no right to complain !". "I'm not kidnapping you, im saving you, now stop fidgetting and come with me." I roll my eyes but obey, what does a girl have to do when a man looking like that ask her something ? Obey exactly,... well sometimes,.. when I feel like it. Or when its a life or death moment... and when I feel like it.
We go outside, using the window, dont ask me why, he insisted, and walk over to a schetchy street, where there is is motor bike. The man puts on a helmet and preps the motorcycle. "Yeah there's no way im getting on that." He looks over at me, but I stand on my point, my arms crossed over my chest. "My mom told me never to get on a motorcycle with a boy, and if I have to listen to my mother, then I will for this.". "Please, just get on." He asks in a annoyed tone, I stand still my arms still crossed over my chest, in protest. "Fine, have it your way." He grunts in annoyance, as he picks me up and lifts me onto the motorbike. "Hey let me go!" I scuirm and punch his back in protest as I hang over his shoulder.

After a few moments, my protests end, and I let him put me on the motorbike. "Can you at least tell me where your taking me??" I ask as I grab onto his torso in fear im going to fall, this thing isn't made for two people. "Wane's Manor" He responds. "Why the hell are you taking me there?", "Your dad asked us to get you out of school since there are active terrorists in the surrounding." He tells me like its noting abnormal. For a moment I stay still, but just for a moment, "WHAT?!". I yell in surprise, making the motor unstabilise. "Maybe you could try not screaming in my ears.". "Well i'm sorry for disturbing you, but I just found out that my friends are probably all gonna die!". I respond sarcastically. The man sighs dramatically,but I ignore him, how could he expect me to be calm when I hear this?

As we pull up to to a mysterious pathway, I don't recognise the mansion at all, I've been there multiple times, often for parties, or important social events. Before I can complain about the man's navogation skills, I spot a wall opening up. Before I know it Im in some sorts of garage. As I get off the motorbike, I look around. The man takes off his helmet, and for the first time I can clearly see his face, except for his eyes, wich where covered by a mask. The man leads me to a lift that goes up to the mansion. As the doors of the lift open, I am surrounded by a known environment.