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At night, the city never sleeps. Especially MY city. My black angel. You're down there, I know you are. Just waiting for your chance. You criminal evildoers, dead set in your crusade to cause havoc and chaos. Well, you took something important from me so long ago, and I'll make sure you never do it again. You hear me?
I am vengeance!
I am the night!
I am-
"Going to be in big trouble if you don't go to sleep, young lady."
Lian looked up at her dad, Roy, who was peeved that she was still up past her bedtime, and still running around in that Batman costume she got three days ago.
"The Dark Knight doesn't need sleep!" Lian growled in her best Uncle Bruce impersonation. Roy rolled his eyes.
"Well in this house she does."
"Bah! I am the Grim Avenger of Justice, and I cannot sleep so long as there is criminal scum roaming the streets of my fair city!" Lian held her cape up in the same menacing way as the Bat does when he wants to cast his shadow on the bad guys. Of course, it didn't work in this case, considering she only came up to her dad's knees.
"Okay Grim Avenger, you can stay up as long as you want. You just won't get pancakes for breakfast." Roy threatened.
"Night daddy, love you!" Lian shouted as she scuttled under the covers.
CLICK.
Went the lights as Roy shut them off and left the room.
"I'm gonna kill Short Pants for giving her that costume." He muttered.