Gotham City

July 4 2013, 00:12 ET

Death fluttered her eyes open a bit. Death? Yes that was her name.

Her senses seemed to wake a bit as she heard traffic noises.

She knew not to be alarmed because her instincts told her that somehow her answers and her faulty memory would come back together eventually.

She now widened her eyes a bit more and looked around. She was laying on the cold hard ground and along with, it the scent. From wherever she was, it wasn't pleasant at all. She used her arms to raise herself a bit more and get a much more clear view. It was slightly dark. Only a side light from a brick building illuminated the alley way she confusingly found herself in.

How did she get here? Where had she come from?

As hard as she tried to wrack her brain a bit for any more information, all she got was her name. She knew things would come to her in time but it didn't mean she wasn't irritated by the lack of information. She now stood up and realized that she was wearing clothes.

Head to toe, she was covered in black. Black plain shirt, black belt, black pants, black boots, and she was wearing black gloves…which she instantly remembered they were really important to keep on for now. She stared down to her feet and noticed a necklace with an Ankh symbol on it and right next to it there was a beautiful parasol. She picked up the necklace and placed it around her neck. She picked up the parasol next and opened it up even though it was clearly night time. It was made out of lace and it had beautiful designs on the inside. She closed it up.

She was about to take her first step and just go anywhere but out of this alley way when someone called out from the end of it.

"Hey baby," he got out. She knew the man had been intoxicated. She knew what that meant but was interested so she took a step forward and turned her head to the side in curiosity.

The drunken man edged forward with wobbly feet and called out, "I bet you're looking for a good time! eh?"

She was even more curious at the man standing before her. She didn't know what he was talking about and that's what intrigued her. He came off as bit of a threat but she wasn't scared. If anything she was feeling a bit giddy. She also had a strange tingling sensation in the tips of her fingers.

Which each passing second, the drunken man would come closer, calling out to her: "I bet you taste good."

He came face to face with her and that's when she saw his face. He was a middle aged man with reseeding hair. He smelled unpleasant as the alley way and when he spoke it reeked of something much different but still unpleasant. Just as he was about to reach out to grab her someone called from behind.

"Hey punk! Didn't anyone ever teach you to be a gentlemen?" asked a voice.

Death didn't try and look over to see the voice. She was much to fascinated on the man in front of her.

"Piss off kid!" he shouted.

"Well that's no way to treat someone!" another voice called, much sweeter sounding…a female voice.

Death, however, still wasn't interested. The man began to turn around to the people speaking. She didn't know why but there was something about this man that made her feel like there was a job to be done. It made her feel different…alive. So her first instinct was to remove her glove. She did so and slowly she reached up to the man's face and gently caressed his unshaven chin. As soon as she did so, the man dropped to the ground, hitting it with a great thud.

She finally looked up at the people she heard calling out earlier. There was one young boy. He had well groomed hair. There was a mask covering his eyes and had a strange costume on. It dawned black and red with a noted yellow R on the left side of his chest. He held a long staff in one arm and was just looking at me with his mouth only slightly open.

The other person, if she could be considered so…was much stranger. She portrayed orange tan skin and long red hair. Her eyes were glowing green and she wore purple. Lots of purple. She was also floating a foot off the ground and now Death focused on that; intrigued once again.

Death slipped her glove on and decided to stay in place. The boy suddenly took a different stance. A much more threatening one, staff seeming ready to strike at her. This now seemed to frighten her.

The girl's hands now glowed bright green and this also scared Death so she took a step back cautiously.

"We don't want to hurt you," called the boy.

"Yes! We do not wish to harm you. Just tell us your name and purpose?" asked the girl.

She tried to find her voice but it wouldn't come. Instead she backed away with another step.

"Don't take another move!" the boy now yelled, "look we'll tell you our name and then you can tell us yours!" He took the staff and lowered it a bit. "My name is Robin. Im a good guy."

"Yes, and I'm Starfire. Also a good guy," she said softly, "we just wish to know information."

She managed to float a bit towards her but Death shook her head, inferring for her to not come any closer. She must've understood her because she stopped. This eased her a bit. She seemed to scare Death a bit and that made her a bit mad too.

"My name is Death," she finally let out almost silent. She was surprised that they had heard her. She now backed up once more and seemed to lose her balance on something hard and solid as she fell back. Then next thing she saw was darkness and felt the cold ground.

I want to set some things straight. Im not new to the Fanfiction world. This is my 3rd story on here and I've read a lot of fics as well so I'm very knoweledgable. I know what labeling OC means and thats fine. Death might not be an original charachter but to me, it seemed right to have them (Nightwig/Death) paired that way. However, she isnt an OC so I will be changing that.

I love to write and I do enjoy having people read my story but I dont initially come here to get noticed widely. Im pleased with whatever amount of people do read my story.

Starfire and Nightwing are my favorite pairing in the DC world so with that being said, this is my story and I chose to have Death and Nightwing interact and have a relationship. I really enjoyed the idea and this is the result. If people dont like the pairing, thats fine and the reason why I love Fanfiction is that you can litterally go and find a story thats your cup of tea. So there you go, just needed to get that out there.

I love and appreciate all my readers. You guys are the best. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. XOXO
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