A/N Sorry that I deleted Temptress. I had removed it from my files earlier and just reread it on Sadly it wasn't my best work. This is most likely going to be my longest fic ever. The story has been playing out in my mind for a while. Please Read, Enjoy, and Review this first chapter.

Disclaimer: Why would I be on my family computer if I owned them! I would be so rich that I could buy the laptop that I've wanted since I was five.

Raven ran towards the back alleys of Gotham. Her dirty, tattered clothing flapped in the wind as her feet flew taking her to the Hideout. The Hideout was a safe haven for the homeless teens and their younger siblings. She stood panting as her best friend Gloves walked over to her.

Gloves was the best thief in all of Gotham. She never left a trace of herself at a crime scene. Then again, they never really took much. But they wouldn't find out who it was if they searched, hence the name Gloves.

"Hey girl, where ya been? I haven't seen you in hours." Gloves asked patiently. Gloves had short brown hair and crystal blue eyes that you could see white flecks in if you peered close enough. (§)

Raven looked up. "Just running some errands. Hey look what I gotcha Gloves." Raven held up some black biker gloves. See, Gloves had a thing for biker gloves; she said that they were more comfortable because of the cut off fingers which left them free enough to grab stuff quickly and protected her hands when she fell. Actually, Raven had never seen Gloves fall.

"Oh, cool Rae! Thanks. Was this why that hideous cop was chasin' you?" Gloves said cheerfully. Raven nodded quickly.

"Hey, Gloves!" Shouted a boy. This was Gloves's boyfriend, well kinda. It wasn't like they could go out somewhere nice. Xavier (†) had bright blonde hair that almost touched his shoulders and seemed to have a grayish background making it look almost white. His hair almost covered his earring which he had gotten before he lived out on the street. The only thing he ever wore in the piercing was a silver hoop.

Raven chuckled when Gloves blushed. Naturally no one bugged them when Xavier and Gloves talked to each other. Raven watched the couple leave The Hideout. She sighed remembering what they had told her. They were the most likely candidates for the multi-dimensional best self-confidence destroyers. They told her that she could never have a family or any comfort of that kind. She had proved them wrong by becoming best friends with Vendetta (Gloves's real name). She may never prove them wrong about having a family though. It wasn't that she didn't want a family, just; she didn't think she would ever feel that way about someone. Maybe she was wrong. The future was a long ways away. She didn't need to worry about it right now.

Soon the entire gang was sitting in a big circle on the ground waiting for Andy to pass around what they were eating that night. See, everyone that could contributed to the meal every night. They never had much but everyone did their best to improvise. Some people worked in restaurants or grocery stores; some stole if they preferred to get more food for that night. (Raven had found a twenty dollar bill earlier and the group had spent it on some of the food.) At the Hideout everyone supported each other. It was a team effort that seriously understood what was going on with each person.

In the middle of the meal they were interrupted by a very large, intimidating shadow. A muscular man wearing a long tattered looking cape and a mask that covered his entire face besides his mouth jumped out from the shadows. The kids scrambled away and in the flurry Raven was knocked down hard and fell unconscious to the cracked pavement.

A/N This only took a few days to write but I got lazy and skipped it yesterday so it isn't as long as I thought it would be. Please review. Cheers to whoever can guess he the masked man is

§: OK, so Gloves is based off me, I did always want my name to Vendetta though.

†This character is based off of my crush Bryce who told me that he had wanted to be called Xavier.