DONT OWN BATMAN OR ANYTHING ELSE BESIDES MY OC.
Twitch. Jeez damn it where are my pills? I look through my shirt drawer for my pills for twitching. I'm Hanna Crane; I'm a eighteen year old girl that lives in the Narrows of Gotham. I'm a high school drop out because I felt there was nothing out there for me. I live with a friend mine that's twenty two; I just say that I'm her sister. Though she's blond though... Her name is Jessica, she works at Wayne Enterprise. Yeah she's really pretty to get that job. *sigh* I don't have a job; wait yes I do! I'm Zoran! I kidnap people, torture them till they die, kill people, and go after the Batman. Well let's go back why I'm with my friend Jessica. My mother died of what the doctors said insanity. They couldn't have said she tried killing a couple of police officers and they shot her. Well I took that really hard, only because she was the only family I had. My father is Jonathan Crane a doctor at Arkham Asylum. He doesn't know I'm his daughter; he left my mother before she could tell him. So I hope he doesn't find out cause he might treat me like a crazy person. Anyways...I might end there soon enough.
"Where is he Zoran?" Batman asks me as I hang upside down. Got caught on a hook on the floor of a ship shed. I'm wearing a Bio filter mask-Tri metal mask, with welder goggles, gray dress shirt, black tie, gray jeans, belt, and metal toe boots.
"Well Bat Man, that's hard to say. Which half do you want?" I smile. He grabs my long brown hair and brings me close.
"Why did you kill him?!" He screams at me. I don't flinch at all only smile because this is fun.
"One, it was fun killing the guy. He sounds like his wife when I split him in half. Two, stop yelling it's not doing anything. Three, you need a damn Bat mint." He glares at me and then I grab his shoulders and push him back. I look up and grab the chain to lift myself up. I start to climb up to the ceiling where there's an opening. I take the hook off of my pants leg. "Great now I need new pants." I growl as I then run off the roof and jump down landing on the rock ground. Wow that was a jump even for me. I look around before I run off to a bunch of crates that has my car behind it. Lot to explain how I got the Dodge and how I know how to drive it. I get in as I throw my goggles, mask and tie in the back seat. I drive off quickly before the cops want to show up. I fly onto the main road into the city. I turn into some side streets till my phone rings. I get it out of my pocket and answer it.
"What!?" I say.
"Hanna what the hell are you doing!" It's Jessica; well yes she knows who I am. Couldn't hide for long when you come home with a bullet hole in your arm.
"I split that guy in half from last week."
"Come on! You said you would drown him! Not put the parts in front of city hall!"
"Chill! It's done now I gotta go!" I hang up on her. I role my eyes as I throw my phone on the passenger seat. I hate having people on my back about my killings.
I speed down the side streets to the house; Jess is on the steps waiting for me. I pull into the garage then the door closes behind me as Jess walks in. I grab my phone and other stuff; I open the door and get out.
"Why City Hall?!" Jess yells.
"Because it shows I don't give a shit about the city and its people." I slam the car door closed. I walk past Jess as she looks down and sees a hole in my pants.
"Need new pants?" She asks.
"Yeah, got hooked." I walk into the house as the stairs creek. I place my mask, goggles and tie on the kitchen table.
"I have pizza in the oven." Jess says as she walks into the living room.
"Do you plan on going to the supermarket? Miss I work for Bruce Wayne." I say opening the oven and pulling out a box of pizza.
"Hey just cause I'm his secretary, doesn't mean I have all the money in the world. I meant to buy some food on the online supermarket but work got in the way."
"Hey no problem, I know your busy and stuff." I pull out a slice of plan pizza and I eat it. I walk into the living room and sit on the couch.
"I've been thinking, why not get a job at Arkham-"
"Oh hell no you are not going down that road. My job is being Zoran, not working at a nut house with my dad." I finish eating the slice and I get up to get another.
"It was a thought Hanna; you should meet your dad."
"No! He left so he will never know." I grab the last slice and I start to eat it.
"Come on, it can't last forever. Soon enough you're going to end up there one day." I take out my gun and I look at it.
"What happens if I shot a doctor?" I look over to Jess which looks nervous.
"Put the gun away Hanna. It's ok." I walk over to her as I finish the slice.
"What happens when I kill Bruce Richey Rich Wayne's secretary?" I put the gun to her temple.
"Hanna, think about this now." She says nervously. I twitch a bit.
"If my finger twitches you will die." I smile at her. "Don't bring up my father again or I blow your brains out." I take the gun away from her and I walk away. I grab my mask, goggles, and tie as I walk to my room that's down the hall. I slam the door shut as I turn on the lights. The walls are gray the carpet is black, the bed is a bunk that has a desk under it, my dress is by my closet. There are papers everywhere that make no sense at all. I throw my stuff on the desk as I sigh. I place my gun on the self above the desk. I walk over to the dresser and I look through my shirt drawer for my pills. I find them and I take one like I'm supposed to. I unbutton my shirt to have a gray tank top under it. I hang the dress shirt up in my closet. I close the door as I take off my belt and throw it on my bed as I take off my pants. I put on black pj pants; I throw my ripped pants by the door so tomorrow I'll buy new ones. Hopefully if I remember to do so. I turn off the lights then I walk over to the desk and I turn on the desk lap. I start writing down things I did today and how I could have done it differently. I keep writing as I look over at the clock that says eleven at night. I sigh as I throw the pen down on the desk. I look up at the gun and sigh a bit. I pull out a clean piece of a paper and I start to write a letter.
Dear Doctor Jonathan Crane,
It's been a long while since I had the courage to actually write to you. It's been a long time and I think it is time for us to meet.
"Bullshit!" I crumble up the paper and I throw it away. I turn off the light and I clime up to my bed. I lay down on the bed as I look up at the ceiling. Slowly I close my eyes and I fall asleep.