A/N: This is another story that I'm going to work on; probably very slowly though. I had an idea for a villian story and wanted to get a concept down before it left me. I'm sorry if it doesn't really make much sense, it was a quick first chapter. I will work harder on the chapters to come. Promise.
I wasn't like other super villains; not even close actually. I'm much more complex. Okay, I wasn't a super villain but I know I could be if I actually wanted to be, I just choose not to. I'm just your average, everyday kind of thief with an added kick.
My red sneakers patted against the hallway floor as I casually strode down it like I owned the building, which I didn't; it was a Wayne Enterprise building. There were certain perks to not obeying the law I guess. A guard came rounding the corner, holding his weapon and the second he spotted me I raised my hand at him and he was sent hurling back into the wall. With a smirk adorning my pastel pink lips, I patted his shoulder as I passed him while he remained stuck to the wall. I knew he tried to peer under my red hood, but it shadowed my face from onlookers and cameras. Yeah, you heard me. I'm wearing a red hood. What's so bad about that? I match at least. My red hood was attached to the short sleeve red dress with darker red trim, red arm warmers matched the dress and covered my forearms, thigh high light red and darker red tights covered most of my legs while exposing only about half a foot of skin between the hem of my dress and the tights and my red high top sneakers completed the look. I will admit, I look like Red Riding Hood, but that of course was what I was going for.
Under my hood was a silver rimmed eye mask to keep my identity a secret; not that anyone here would know me. My short white hair could be seen from under my hood, but I didn't mind because it didn't get in my way. As I walked down another hallway, I rounded a corner and found myself being ambushed by a group of guards. My jaw dropped a bit and my demeanor looked shocked by the sudden appearance of the horde of employees. Then suddenly there was a flashing red light with a blaring horn throughout the building. The alarm! Bringing my thumb and index finger to my lips, I whistled loudly and almost instantly a black wolf slammed to the floor and roared protectively at them. With another smirk coming to my lips I give the order for her to attack and she does instantaneously, without hesitation either.
"Good girl," I whisper through my smirk and run past the group trying to fight off my pet.
I chuckle lightly to myself and jump into the air, skidding to a stop in front of closed, double doors. Before I go to unlock the door, I sense someone other than the guards in the building. I recall my beautiful black wolf and we both disappear into the shadows. As we wait, I watch a figure dressed in black, grey and red sprint to the door. Cocking my head to the side, I look on curiously as he breaks into the door and disappears into the room. I drop from hiding spot to see the red x on the costume with which this person was wearing. I order my wolf to leave the rest to me and she respectfully obeys me, leaving me to my work. Sneaking into the room where my competition was, I bring myself eye level with him and he seems startled when he sees me there.
"Who the heck are you?" he asks with a voice filter concealing what he really sounds like. You can easily tell because the voice is scattered and sounds like a bad cell phone reception. Now that I am level with him the red x on his costume is far more noticeable then before and it intrigues me.
"None of your business. You?" I ask, purposely not giving out too much information on myself. Villains never do. I know he tried to look under the shadow of my hood, but even if he tried my face was still masked by the silver eye mask on my face.
"Now that's unfair," he replies with that transferred voice that is probably built into his elaborate costume. Even if he didn't tell me his name I have already guessed it by the looks of his costume. He thinks I don't see him snatch the item that we both came to steal, but I do and just don't say or do anything about it. He placed the item in front of my face and I could hear the smirk under his mask, "Is this what ya came for? Too bad toots…"
I'm sorry, did he just call me 'Toots'? I don't care who you are, but you do not call me toots! I glare under the eye mask on my face and unbeknownst to him others are coming to apprehend us so I take advantage of that. Grabbing onto the edge of the vent I had come from to become level with him, I shoot my foot out into his chest, "Don't call me toots." I hiss. I feel his chest under my foot and know that I was too fast for him to dodge in time.
He falls to the ground with a painful thud. Placing my feet flat on the ceiling I was hanging from, I push myself off and before hitting the ground, do a somersault and land on my feet in front of him. Bending down I swipe the said item from him with a cocky smirk now plastered on my face. He looks up at me and I could tell he was probably mad at me, but I could care less about what he thinks. I giggle cutely and feel my furry friend appear by my side; who by the way is far bigger than any normal wolf. Leaning over, I kiss Red-X's grey mask and give a half assed salute to him before jumping upon the wolf's back and we both disappear. He seems stunned by my strange mood swings and only comes to when the heroes of this city enter the room. He gets up and easily disappears without engaging them. I know this because I watched before leaving myself.
My partner and I were casually walking away from the scene, through the shadows when I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me down an alley that led to a pier. The giant animal followed angrily but I told her not to attack unless we know what is going on and she amply obeyed. When I was finally standing still I saw Red-X standing in front of me very casually. The giant beside me began to advance but I stuck out my arm to signal not to and thus she stepped back, but stayed on her guard.
"Can I help you?" I asked with a nonchalant attitude.
He stepped closer to me and I could feel his body radiating his natural body heat, "Give me what I stole back," he demanded.
I laughed at him. He was trying to sound scary, but I wasn't buying it, "You mean this?" I asked holding up the green and gold microchip that I had swiped from him. I flipped it between my fingers before grasping it in my hand and it disappeared, "Nope, I think I'll keep it."
"Listen here little Miss Red Riding Hood, I worked to get that chip…" he started.
"Worked? At what exactly? I was the first one here," I cut in with a chuckle at his sad attempt to sway me to give him the chip back. "Here I'll tell you what, if you can snatch it from me then I'll give it to you," I added, feeling in the mood for a little game of cat and mouse.
Without saying a word, he disappeared in a flash. My eyes scanned the area around me, but I couldn't see anything; it was only when my partner growled to my left did I know where he was. He came back into view and I executed graceful gymnastics to dodge his kick. When I am back on my feet he lunges to punch me in the face and I bend back, to which he makes an attempt to snatch the chip from my hand. I place the chip between my teeth and back flip to kick him in the jaw. After he recovers, he attacks again. I throw the chip into the air and we fight for dominance; our battle looking like a beautiful ballet because of our acrobatic skills. I am forced to bend myself backwards to avoid two hits, with which he takes the opportunity to use my chest as a stepping stone to jump into the air and take the chip. Just inches before his fingers reach I grab his ankle and swing him into a pile of crates. Crashing through them, I take this time to catch it and smile to him when he comes staggering from the mess.
"Here," I say, throwing him the chip with a grin upon my face.
He looks at me for a moment while stashing the chip in his belt, "Why?"
"I had fun," I giggle. There was a pause between us before I'm the one to speak up again, "You deserve it…" I trail off motioning for my wolf to follow as I turn my back to him and began walking away, "Plus I don't need it." With that I wave to him over my shoulder and we disappear into the night.