Hey guys, I've had this idea in my head for a while, back when the Dark Knight Rises was still out in theaters. Feedback, good and bad, both are welcome.
The volume is turned up, eager to listen to what the news has on the latest subject.
"Investigation into the single incident involving the hospitalization of several of Gotham City's Firefighters has hit yet another dead end. Gotham Central Hospital have released this statement saying, 'Some victims appear to have ingested some type of poisonous plant, but other victims have symptoms of a poisonous snake bite.' So far, no deaths have been reported. Instant updates on any break in the case will be brought to you immediately. In other news, we should be seeing lots of jackets this evening-" The TV mutes as an angelic, light laughter flows from the blonde as she stands from the wooden chair before walking to the kitchen to fix herself a glass of water.
I wonder how long it will take them to find out the Golden Boys aren't so golden after all? She thinks with a slight smirk.
Passing by an open door on her way, she glances in and smiles to herself at what she sees. Multiple small glass containers of snake venom, too many to count. All neatly labeled with names, effects, and the snakes that have the same venom. Seeds and leaves of poisonous plants all packaged carefully and safely, along with gloves and other necessities needed to handle such content without harming herself.
When word gets out about their true colors, I'll be thanked instead of being made out to be some sort of terrorist.
Grabbing a clear glass, she pours the water from the filtered pitcher before placing it back inside the refrigerator. Bringing the cup to her lips and taking a small sip, she's unaware that someone is watching her.. studying her, almost. Trying to decide if she could be used as an ally.. or treated as an enemy. Placing her cup in the sink, she turns away from the kitchen, walking calmly and peacefully to the small living room to turn the TV off.
Snatching up her precious mp3 player, she switches it on, placing the ear buds in her ears as she heads towards her bedroom to choose her first 'official' outfit to make her 'official' vigilante debut. She's determined to be the new Batman. He abandoned the city eight years ago. She feels a sense of betrayal from him. From her protector. He was supposed to protect the city, and instead, he took the fall for something he didn't do. Yes, she was there that night, hiding in the shadows, watching, listening.. scared. She was so young, she wasn't entirely sure what to do. After the false story came out, she knew there was no winning the battle, even though she had the truth.
"Paying attention to the right people can let you see them for what they really are." She mumbles to herself, thinking of how easy it was to catch the corrupt firefighters in the act, red-handed. That's when she selected her first target. When she started planning her warning attack.
"Drugs and violence towards women aren't in any firefighting guidelines I've ever read." She whispers, thinking back to the chaotic scene when the group showed their true colors. The images flashing in her mind fill her with anger. She tries to replace it with determination. Tonight, she will watch over the city as Batman should. Tonight, in her mind, she will become a vigilante.
What she doesn't realize, though, with a new threat approaching, she will be forced to make a choice. Submit, or Rise.
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