Pitch Black.

Note: Luna and Alice's origin story! I hope you guys like it! :D

The rain fell heavily across Gotham, it was like the heavens had opened and aloud the water from sea fall on the dark city. Gothamites ran this way and that, cars drove through the quiet streets quickly, it was like everything had been put on fast forward.

Only one person walked slowly, ignoring the world around them and focusing on the floor. The black hood with red trimming shielded the girl's face, but she wouldn't have it any other way.

She paused for a moment in front of a shop window and glanced at her reflection. Mismatched eyes, one green, one purple with white pupils stared back at her, observing the grey skin and rich orange hair, with black streaks running through it.

Luna Fright stared at her reflection, the sight of it made her wish she never looked. Why had she in the first place? Every single mirror at her home was broken and shattered, she'd broken them of course, but only because she didn't want to see her face, see her horrid and terrifying features.

"God must really hate me," Luna whispered as she continued to stare at her reflection.

"Mommy look, a monster!"

Luna looked to her left and found a little girl staring at her and pointing, fear was evident in her eyes, she was obviously scared, not that Luna could blame her. Her appearance…. well, looking normal was out of the question with her skin and eyes and hair…. hell everything was a complete mess!

She sighed and walked past the staring and frightened child, she was used to the stares and the name calling, but it still hurt not as much as…. no, no! Luna don't think about that, don't even mention it.

She grimaced a little before her face went back to it's unemotional state.

That grey area of her past… that dark part in her life… it was something she did not, nor did she need to look back from. She'd escaped that god awful basement and that house. She'd escaped her parents, she was safe.

"Ha! Safe in the least safest city how… ironic," Luna muttered as she walked up the steps to her small apartment.

She walked inside and was greeted by the same smells and the peeling, out of date wallpaper. It looked like it came from the 60s. The room smelt of cigaret smoke and beer. There was dust everywhere and on the wooden floor, if you looked close enough, you could see little speckles of blood.

But it was home to Luna, it was the only place she felt safe and secure. No one of any religious group lived here and if they did, they kept their believes quiet.

She back to walk up the steps when a scratchy voice appeared from behind her.

"Where's Ya' rent Luna?! You're late with Ya' money!"

Luna sighed and turned to the old and quite frankly, fat man as he stood at the bottom of the stairs, his vest was stained with beer and curry staines, a pair of dog tags hung round his neck, while small grey eyes focused themselves on Luna.

"It's coming, I just need a little more time," Luna assured.

"I'll give Ya' to the end of this week," how generous Luna thought.

She nodded and continued to walk up the stairs, once she reached the top the man called up again.

"You don't pay me by then, you're out! Good luck surviving here with a face like that!"

Luna clenched her fist, the shadows shuddered slightly and some began to curl around her fingers.

She stormed to her apartment and slammed the door shut, before dumping her back pack and coat on the floor before sitting on the bumpy excuse for a sofa in the middle of the room.

The wooden floorboards creaked as Luna got of the sofa and padded over to the kitchen to grab a snack, something to calm her hunger.

She slipped her boots off, once she was back on the sofa and switched the telly on. This had been her routine for the past year now, though she would probably have to move again if her mysterious watcher had found her once more.

Luna had never seen his face, he'd always been in shadow, hiding his face except for that crocked grin that would wined it's way on his lips whenever Luna spotted him.

The guy creeped her out, which was a feat considering what she had to face in the mirror everyday… oh wait a minute…. I broke all the mirrors didn't I?

Suddenly the lights and telly went out, but Luna was used to it, it happened frequently in this place.

Most people found it annoying, but Luna didn't. She'd give anything for it to stay dark, because the dark was a friend and home she knew and felt safe in better then any where else.

The dark was home. It was her home and no one could touch her when she was in the dark.

She stood up and looked outside at Gotham at all the twinkling lights… oh how she wished she could just plunge the all into darkness.

A light meow sounded outside and Luna smiled before opening the window to let the midnight black haired cat come inside.

She picked the little stray up and sat back down on the sofa, wrapping a blanket around her as she went.

"I've missed you Midnight, you're the only friend I have now," she sighed and looked at the ceiling. "I really need to get some money, but I don't know how. I mean, it's not like I could rob a bank…." she was silent for a moment as her mind considered this. A smile creeped it's way onto her lips. "Or maybe I could?"

At the same time, an eighteen year old girl stepped off the bus and walked out of Gotham's bus deport.

Her blond hair was pulled away from her face by an alice band and it was kept dry buy the hood of her blue coat. She smiled at city, revealing the gap between her two front teeth and she walked down the road, dodging puddles as she went.

She needed a place to stay, somewhere that wouldn't cost the much, but it would do for a few days until she found a better place and work.

She walked through the streets, carefully dodging puddles as she went so she didn't damage her ballet pumps, before she found herself standing outside a nice-ish looking building with a sign that said 'cheap rooms'.

The young woman smiled and walked inside, it was dark but a man was sitting at a desk with a candle as his light.

"What do Ya' want?" he asked in a gruff voice.

"I would like a room please, if it's not too much trouble," the girl answered sweetly.

"Name?" the man barked as he pulled a pen from behind his ear, his dog tags dangled over the little book he had in his hands.

"Alice. Alice Carrol," the girl answered, smiling at the man with her front toothed gap smile.

The man huffed and picked a hey up from the draw and beckoned Alice to follow him.

The stairs creaked as they walked up them, until they stopped and he took her to her room.

"Ya' neighbour is Luna Fright. She's a little strange but… you won't have to worry about her, she doesn't talk to anyone anyhow," the man said as he dropped the key in Alice's hand before making his way back downstairs.

Alice opened the door and walked in, before she closed it and began the hard job of navigating through the dark.

Eventually she managed it to her bedroom and dropped her victorian suitcase on the floor, before changing out of her travailing clothes and into her pjs. She snuggled up into bed, taking her Alice band off her head and laying it down on the pillow.

Maybe tomorrow she could go job hunting, as well as meeting this mysterious Luna Fright?

Alice smiled to herself. Yes that is what she would do.

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