So this is my first fanfic on this site :3 wish me luck, i hope you all enjoy33

Alice sat at her desk absentmindedly, tapping her pen to a constant beat against the wood. She hated her job. Being secretary to Bruce Wayne was definitely not as exciting as one would had thought. The man was never in his office, which meant Alice had to actually do her job: answer the phone, schedule appointments, take messages, etc. She sighed heavily. Even on the occasional days he did decide to show up he looked rugged, obviously hung over from a long night. Not a look expected from Gotham City's most eligible bachelor. Alice rolled her eyes, Bruce Wayne is soo overrated, she couldn't help but think.

Work was surprisingly slow this day. Usually the constant ring of the phone and scheduling caused the time to quickly tick by, but today it seemed to be nonexistent. Alice stopped tapping her pencil and opened a web browser on her laptop. Mind as well see what the rest of the city is up to today, she thought halfheartedly. It didn't take long to find out that something wasn't right about the on going's of the city that day. Apparently the Joker had struck again, there was a huge photo of him and his cheesy grin setting fire to Wall Street. No wonder no one has been calling, Alice thought, they're all freaking out about their stocks.

At about quarter till five Alice decided that she would call quits for the day. She grabbed her peacoat from the cloak room and set off towards her flat a few blocks north. The day was chilly and she tucked her chin into her jacket. It was early October and already the evenings were growing cold. She mentally reminded herself to go shopping for new winter attire, hers were definitely growing too thin for comfort against the oncoming harsh weather. The sky was getting unusually dark and Alice found herself quickening her pace, she hated being in the open city after dark. A couple more turns down a few more streets, into her building, up twenty flights of stairs (Stupid broken elevator...), and she was home.

As much as she hated her job Alice had to be thankful. Before her employment under Mr. Wayne she had been living in the not so great south side of Gotham. Lets just say that is one place you never want to even leave your house alone in. She had seen the ad for Wayne Industries one day while on the occasional stroll through the city. Alice had doubted she would actually get the job, but a few days after her interview she was overjoyed to learn that she was hired.

Those first few weeks changed everything for her. When it was learned of her living arrangements she was immediately moved to a safer location, apparently Mr. Wayne had an issue about his employees living around poverty and crime. Not that Alice was complaining, she had never been so blessed in her life. Her new salary was beyond what she could had ever imagined, and her flat was spacious, if not large for a single woman on her own. Her wardrobe definitely took a turn towards the better, her appearance as well. She had only been working under Mr. Wayne a few months and already she was a changed woman.

She entered her flat and immediately took off her heels. Her feet were sore after walking up that treacherous amount of on the news for background noise Alice set to work on some dinner. As she cooked her meal the news rattled on about the recent actions of the Joker, causing Alice to get quite annoyed. She was tired of the constant recaps of havoc in her city, and how no one ever talked about stopping it. True, Harvey Dent was a light within the darkness, but even then he was only a small glitter compared to all the crime the city held. "Why the Joker is causing mayhem," the newscaster started saying, "we just don't know.". Alice rolled hereyes at that one. By now she was seated on the couch watching the newscast intently while eating her mac and cheese.

Obviously no one knew why the Joker did what he did, he probably had no reason at all, other than wanting an excuse to show off that devilish grin of his.

She then heard her cell vibrate from her purse and grudgingly got up to look at it. She had few friends but the only person who ever contacted her was her dear mother, who most likely only did it to make sure her daughter was still breathing. Flipping up the screen Alice was surprised to find a text from an unknown number.

'Hey dollface'

Alice looked at it without words. Freaking pervs. She set the phone down on the kitchen counter and sat down once again on the couch. Only a few moments passed before her phone buzzed again. She rolled her eyes and attempted to continue watching the tube. A few more minutes passed and another buzz was heard, then a few more. Agitated, Alice got off the couch and stalked towards her phone, ready to give the person a piece of her mind.

'Enjoying the news?'

Alice gulped and continued reading,

'If I were you, I'd be looking at the stars.'

'Seriously darling, outside.'

'NOW.'

Panicked Alice went to her window and peered into the darkness. No stars could be seen and the texts confused her. There was no way anyone could had been watching her, yet the thought still gave her a slight chill. Her phone buzzed again in her hand and hesitantly she read on,

'Look again.'

Alice peaked through her curtains once again and gasped at what she was witnessing. The sky seemed to be ablaze, bits and pieces of debris flying through the sky, eerily reminding Alice of shooting stars. The building across the street from hers was set on fire and burning quickly. She could already hear the sound of sirens coming to the rescue. She looked at the unknown number with fear and with shaking hands texted back.

'Who are you?'

She got no reply for a long time. She didn't receive an answer until she had long past went to sleep.