Gotham City, a city where it never sleeps.
No, not by the hustle bustle life style, but by the crimes in this dim city. Police lights flashing and sirens blaring so loud that dogs can be heard barking, echoing due to their sensitive hearing.
When it is too much for the in boys in blue, there is one man who alone stands to apprehend the criminals. He fears no man. This one brings the fear in their eyes like no one has ever has or ever will in my opinion. His name? Batman.
This man all uniform in leather and tights is like no other.
Some say he just a man doing it for attention and his fifteen minute of fame is up. Some say he wants revenge and will protect this city at any cause. While others, they say he is not human and is a demon looking to his wings to gain for heaven.
Well, I know one thing for sure he is no demon; I know what demons are like, and Batman does not fit that bill.
Think I am some kind of damsel in distress that became smitten with The Dark Knight?
Please, I can handle myself. My mother abandoned me as a baby, so you can just take a hunch about my father. The streets I see only as my dad and Gotham as my mom. The prostitutes are like sisters to me. Sure, you may call them sluts or hoes, but at lease they took care of me when no one else did.
In fact, I respect that man. Why? You'll soon find out.