Lexii's Note: Hey this is my first story so don't be cruel. Umm disclaimer... Batman and all its characters belong to DC Comics except for Audrey and Alex. So don't sue. :)

A shot rang through the air. Everybody in Gotham Central Bank suddenly changed from quiet, sophisticated people to helpless, scared cowards with only the thought of survival on their minds. I looked over at Audrey and without warning we erupted into laughter. Bank jobs were always fun.

"Everybody! Eat the floor. Now!" I yelled using a fake high voice with a slight British accent. I made my way to the vault with a bomb that Audrey and I had so cleverly put together. It was small but very powerful. I stuck it to the vault using some scotch tape. I let out a high pitched giggle (part of my disguise). It was funny that such little things could be so dangerous. I walked back to the main room as I didn't want to be caught in the explosion.

Audrey had her back to me and was pointing her MI6 assault rifle at a young woman who was quietly trying to sneak out the door. Audrey wore a pink tank top, light green mini mini skirt and rainbow leggings. She wore a slicked back short black wig and she had on a black leather trench coat and light blue combat boots. Her fake blond eyebrows were closed together to just make one brow and her lips were dark red. Audrey was using an Indian accent and talked in a low voice which made her look a little funny considering what she was wearing. "Now, now honey, you heard my partner. She said EAT THE FLOOR!!!" She yelled the last part and startled the woman. She turned around abruptly and Audrey shot her between the eyes. I smiled. You don't mess with Audrey. I walked towards her, kicking some cringing people aside and pointing my GP 35 at others.

"Hey Aussie (that's her favourite shampoo), the bombs planted. You get the money. I'll keep these people in line." As I said that there was a small boom from the vault. The bomb was detonated. Audrey nodded. She slung a black TNA bag over her shoulders and strolled out with a fake strut. A watched some of the male heads turn to watch her swaying hips. I grinned and shot each one of them in the leg. Audrey was more into a fast killing. She felt guilty as soon as she hurt somebody. I was different. I liked watching people suffer and watch the life leave their eyes.

I walked around the bank glaring at a few people who dared to look at me. My footsteps echoed against the marble. The whole bank was silent. I caught my reflection in one of the pillars and nodded approvingly. My 5f 9 curvy shape stared back at me. I wore an electric blue wig. My face was covered in white paint except for my lips which were black. I looked like a really hot mime. I wore black leggings with a black mini shirt over them and a stripped white and black hoodie. I wore white 6 inches heels. Audrey had the exact same body shape as me. We were the killer thieves. That's what everyone called us. The cops, reporters, other criminals; Audrey and Alex, the killer thieves, nobody knew our names though or who we were. We stole everything and anything and killed anyone who got in our way.

I was so busy thinking about our reputation that I didn't notice a large dark shape creep up behind me. It slammed my head into the marble in front of me and knocked the hand gun away from my reach. It didn't knock me out. My past taught me to withstand pain and even enjoy it. I heard whispering from the hostages; "Oh thank God!" "It's batman!" "It's Gotham's dark knight!"

I rolled my eyes and stood up quickly. I smiled at the batman. "Why hello, batboy! I don't believe we've been properly introduced." I swiftly dodged a punch he threw. I tsked and shouted, "Oi Aussie! Get out here. There's somebody you should meet."

She came out carrying two big, heavy, black duffle bags without even struggling. She strutted her strut but stopped when she saw Batman. Her mouth spread into a wide grin, "Well, if it isn't the infamous batman. It's about time that we met."

I stepped next to her and together we bowed and said, "We are the killer thieves." I looked back up at him only to see his gaze fixated on me. And we stood there looking at each other. I could've sworn I saw those eyes before. Being a little uncomfortable, I decided to look at one of the duffle bags that Audrey handed me.

Audrey was biting at her bottom lip to keep from laughing. She always found men's fascination with women hilarious. "Red, (my street name) we gotta go." I could the laughter in her voice. I rolled my eyes and together we turned and ran for the back exit where the white minivan was parked. Audrey turned her head slightly backwards to see that batman was just an arm's length away. She gasped slightly and tripped on the toe of her combat boot. She fell forward and batboy fell on top of her resulting in a very doggie like position. I couldn't take it. I stopped running and collapsed next to a wall in a fit of giggles. She shot me a glare. But I couldn't stop. Yea that's right who's laughing now!!! "HAHAHAHA!!! Oh HEEHEEEHEEEHEE!"

"Red! Help me!" She sighed.

"What! Oh yea." My voice was shaking. I was still unable to control my laughter. I shakily raised my hand and shot Batman in the foot. Let's see him chase us now. I helped Audrey up. She steadied herself on my shoulder. Her ankle was broken. "Nice one Aussie." She punched me hard on the arm which made me laugh some more. "Oh shut up!" I laughed all the way to the van, and when I helped her into the passenger seat. We left batman trying to stand up and using the wall for support.

I sped out of the alleyway and towards our condo. The drive was very long and Audrey ended up falling asleep with her feet resting on the dashboard. The whole way there I was silent, thinking about batman. Where had I seen those eyes?

About an hour later, I pulled into the underground parking lot of our building. Audrey was still sound asleep so I left her there. The lot was completely deserted. No cars. It was Friday night and most of the tenants were in their 20's. They were probably all out clubbing. The lot was damp and wet. The only sounds were my steady breathing, my footsteps and water dripping. It didn't scare me though. Sometimes, I needed to be alone. Just to clear my head and flip through some thoughts. But it was different right now. I felt as though I was being watched. I felt unsafe and vulnerable. In horror movies, people always die in deserted parking lots. So, I ran back to the van, slung Audrey over my shoulder and carried the two duffle bags in my other hand. Audrey wasn't heavy and I had muscles so it wasn't a problem for me.

I was lucky everyone in the building had left or it would've looked really funny. There I was wearing a funny disguise carrying two big bags filled with money and carrying an unconscious girl.

a/n pls review. i want to know if I should continue this or not. I wrote this a while back and I dont know if its any good. So yeah.

Oh and R.I.P. Michael Jackson King of pop and Heath Ledger!