"Screw it!" Alexia growled as she pulled her jacket closer around herself. She shivered as the cold winter wind blew. Gotham City was currently at its coldest. She let out a breath of air, her breath looking as if she was exhaling smoke from a cigarette.
However, cigarettes and Alexia were not meant to get along. She pulled the jacket closer around herself, the leather betraying her. Instead of warming her body, it assisted the cold, trapping it within her jacket.
"Why the hell did I wear this again?" She grumbled to herself as she headed towards her apartment. Her building was still 9 blocks away, through the alleyway. A pair of eyes followed her from above the building.
The purple haired 20 year old shivered again and let out an annoyed breath.
"Stupid weather." She growled as she lowered her head and continued to make her way to her building.
Suddenly, she heard a yell come from the alleyway across the street. Her better instincts told her to continue walking, but, as usual, she went against it. Curious eyes watched as the young female changed her route, crossing the street and heading towards the alleyway.
Suddenly, yelling was heard from the alleyway and the sound of a gunshot.
The figure quickly moved, making his way to the alleyway.
However, instead of seeing her dead body gushing blood on the floor, the female was helping an elderly man to his feet. At her feet was a middle aged man, blood gushing from his nose and his hand clutching his broken ribs.
She turned and looked down at the man before scoffing.
"You damn people make me sick." She spit, kicking the gun aside.
"What freaking jackass robs an old man?" She growled as she headed over towards the groaning man. He flinched and moved back, anticipating another set of broken ribs. However, Alexia scoffed and turned away. Bending down, she picked up the wallet lying at her feet and handed it to the elderly man.
"Thank you." He managed to whisper. Alexia smiled and nodded before turning and returning to her original route.
The figure continued to watch as the 20 year old walked through the alleyway.
She was a curious girl, very unlike any other girl he had ever seen before.
He observed that she walked without fear, the idea of walking alone in an alleyway at 1 in the morning did not seem to have any effect on her nor did it invoke any feelings of fear within her.
If it did, she was skilled at hiding it.
Her combat boots made a heavy thud every time it hit the ground again. Thud, thud could be heard as she made her way towards her building, now 6 blocks away.
She wore loose black combat pants, secured around her waist by a heavy chain belt. She wore a green army boy beater and a biker's jacket. Around her neck was a dog tag with the words Patronus publicus engraved in it.
Her cropped purple hair and outfit made her stick out, drawing the attention of anyone who saw her.
The stranger watched as she walked past a guy somewhere in his 20's with a bottle in his hand. He saw the swift and almost unnoticeable glance she threw at the man before she continued walking.
He watched as the guy stopped and turned, running to catch up with her.
Almost like a shadow, the stranger slipped closer, bringing himself within several feet of the pair.
"Hey baby." The guy was slurring, clearly drunk. Alexia ignored him and continued walking forward.
"Come on baby, don't be like that." The guy whined, reaching out to grab her. She wrenched her hand from his grasp and continued walking ahead. However, the guy reached out and grabbed her hand again, pulling her towards him.
"Hey, I'm talking to you! Don't you friggin' ignore me!" He growled, pulling her towards him. However, the girl didn't make a sound. Rather, she slowly raised her head before looking the guy in the face.
"Let. Go. Of. My. Hand." Was all she said as she glared back at him. The guy scoffed and pulled her closer.
"And if I don't?" He asked, smirking.
"You will regret it." She replied. The guy chuckled and pulled her closer towards him, causing her to fling into him.
"What are you," He began but didn't have a chance to finish. Before he could finish drawing breath to say the next word, her hand shot out and closer around his throat, her palm molding into a noose around his neck.
"Now, will you let go?" She asked, smirking.
"What's the matter? Chick got your tongue?" She asked, obviously enjoying it. The guy choked, gasping for air.
"Now I see why you like grabbing people. It's fun." She chuckled, tightening her grip. The guy struggled for air, attempting to break her iron grasp. However, he could not.
Alexia chuckled and held him for 5 more seconds before letting go. She chuckled and looked at the guy as he struggled before continuing on her path.
About one block from her apartment building, she stopped, inhaling the night air.
"Are you having fun?" She suddenly asked, glancing over her shoulder.
A chuckle was her response.
"How long did you know I was there?" A voice asked. Alexia shrugged and pushed it aside.
"Doesn't really matter." She replied. Again, a chuckle was her response.
"Poor kid. He probably will never speak to a girl walking alone again." She chuckled, referring to the guy she had choked earlier. Again, her response was a chuckle.
"Is that all you do?" She asked, crossing the street. However, there was no response this time.
Rolling her eyes, she walked towards the apartment building and entered it.
"Yes sir. Understood sir. Of course sir. No problem sir." Aria sighed as she hung up the phone. Yawning, she slumped forward, resting her head on the table.
Her boss was having a bad day and, as a result of his bad day, decided to unleash hell upon Aria.
The young secretary, however, took all his abuse and yelling. After all, she needed this job more than anything. Quitting wasn't going to pay her rent and yelling at her boss certainly wasn't going to benefit her.
However, she knew that the day would soon come when she would just lose it and walk out. But, for now, she was stuck listening to her boss's every insult.
She sighed and raised her head. Just as she opened her mouth to yawn, the phone rang again.
"Hel-" She began but didn't have a chance to finish as another voice cut her off.
"Come to my office." Her boss said.
"Yes sir." She said before hanging up. She groaned before standing. He was either going to yell at her some more or he had something even more diabolical planned for her.
As she made her way to his office, she made sure that her uniform was on properly and brushed some specks of dust from it. She stopped outside the door and knocked.
"Come in!" An impatient voice called form inside. Taking a deep breath, she entered the room.
"Good morni-" She began before her boss rushed towards her, pulling her to the seat in front of his desk.
"Sit Aria." He said, motioning for her to sit. She slowly took a seat as he hurried back to his seat, clearly excited.
"Are you ok, sir?" She asked. Her 25 year old boss was acting even more strange than usual. His short black hair was gelled and spiked and there was a smile on his lips, a surprise to her as he usually had a scowl or sneer on his lips.
He nodded and cleared his throat.
"As you know, Aria, I came here because my father forced me to." He said. She nodded as he continued.
"My goal was to secure a partnership with Wayne Enterprises." He said. Again, she nodded. She watched in curiosity as he stood and walked around the room before heading towards the window. Suddenly, she gasped and stood.
"He accepted?" She gasped. Rick turned and nodded, a huge smile on his face.
"That's fantastic." Aria smiled, walking towards him. She extended her hand and he smiled, shaking it.
"That's not all." He said. She looked at him, curious as to what he meant.
"There's more?" She asked. He nodded.
"There's to be a big ball tonight at Wayne Manor." He said.
"And I need a date." He said, clearing his throat. She nodded and cleared her throat also.
"I'll look through your contacts book and call up one of your contacts. I'm sure one of them will be able to go with you." She said, turning to leave and get the book. However, he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her back in.
"I want you to go with me." He whispered into her ears. Her eyes grew wide before she turned and looked at him.
"Me?" She breathed. He nodded.
"Yes Aria. You. After all, you've been at my side longer than anyone else." He smiled.
"But, sir, I don't-" She began before he cut her off.
"You're going to go. That's final." He growled, releasing her.
"Now get out of my office." He said, turning to face the window. Aria looked at him before leaving the room.
Once out of the room, she let out an annoyed growl before heading over to her desk.
He was a friggin' psycho bastard! One minute, he was whispering in her ear like a lover and the next he was suddenly some controlling psychopath.
She growled to herself as she sat down.
What the hell was she supposed to wear?
However, her question was answered as the door of Rick's office opened.
"We're going shopping." He said, walking away without even bothering to hear her reply.
"It's too late for the alarm." Minerva smirked as she looked into the man's terrified face as he dropped his security remote.
She took a step forward as he moved backward. He tripped over his feet and fell onto his back.
"Please don't kill me." He begged as he moved backward. Minerva took a step forward as the man continued to push himself backward. He was too terrified to get to his feet and run. Not that running would help him.
Thunder flashed outside as she moved forward, a sadistic smile on her lips. Most of her face, including her right eye, was hidden behind a serpent mask. Her right eye was inside of the serpent's open mouth while the rest of its body curled down her right cheek, looping around her chin and moving downward until it ended on her jawline on the left side of her face. She wore a black corset which ended above her stomach with a strap stretching across from her left side to her right hip and hooking onto her black leather pants. She had straps lacing up the back of her corset.
"Don't kill you?" She asked, her voice and left eye mocking. She took a step forward and chuckled.
"What makes you think I'm going to listen to you?" She asked, chuckling.
The man shook his head and moved backward. He was now pressed against the table.
"Don't worry. It'll be over before you know it." She smiled. However, the man's hand reached under the table.
Within the blink of an eye, he threw a dagger.
Just as fast, Minerva moved out of the way, the dagger hitting the wall behind her, its point stuck inside the wall.
She looked at it before turning back towards the man, a smile on her lips.
"You were hoping that would have killed me and saved you." She chuckled, moving forward. The man's eyes grew wide and his face paled as she loomed over him.
A smile was on her lips as she pulled him to his feet.
"Why don't we aim that dagger again?" She asked, looking at the dagger. The man watched as the dagger pulled itself out of the wall and flew towards him.
"No, don't!" He yelled as it headed towards his heart.
He closed his eyes just as it stopped millimeters from his heart. He opened his eyes to her laughing.
"Don't worry." She chuckled, releasing him. He fell backward on the ground.
"I won't kill you." She smirked. She saw him let out a sigh of relief.
"At least not yet." She smirked. She watched as he became tense once again and chuckled before reaching up and removing her mask.
The man's eyes grew wide as her mask fell away.
"It can't be." He breathed as the girl smiled back at him.
"Surprised?" She asked, chuckling to herself.
"You're supposed to be dead. Ciaran himself said he killed you." He breathed. Minerva chuckled and shook her head before dropping to her knees.
"It was all a plan. He obviously lied." She said.
"Which isn't surprising because we all know it wasn't the first time he lied, now was it?" She growled, her face and voice becoming lethal. Outside, the thunder rumbled as rain began to pour from the sky.
"We didn't do it! He ordered us to!" The man said, shaking his head. He realized why she was there.
"I don't care who ordered you." She said.
"All I know it that you're all going to pay." She said, getting to her feet.
"In one way or the other." She said before turning away. The man looked around frantically for something to defend himself with. His eyes fell on the dagger and, without thinking, he picked it up and hurled it at her retreating figure. He smiled, knowing that she wouldn't be able to dodge that.
However, he felt his heart stop as she turned around and caught the dagger in her hand.
"You sly bastard." She said, an amused smile on her face.
The man's eyes grew wide as she headed towards him. Suddenly, he let out a yell of pain as his right arm twisted behind his back.
"Hmm, how should I kill you?" Minerva wondered aloud as she kneeled in front of him.
"Physically?" She asked, the dagger rising in front of her and slowly pressing itself in his chest. He let out a gasp as it slowly penetrated his chest. His arms were behind his back and his entire body was paralyzed.
"Or mentally?" She asked.
"Or mentally?" Her voice asked inside his head. She chuckled as he let out a yell.
"On second thought, I won't kill you tonight." She said, getting to her feet.
She released him and he let out a groan before gasping as the knife fell to the ground, drops of blood pouring from the cut in his chest.
He looked around and his eyes grew wide as he saw his remote.
"Now, you really should not have done that." Minerva sighed as he hit the security button. Lightening flashed and thunder rumbled.
"Oh god!" The voices yelled from inside the mansion.
Minerva smiled to herself as she made her way away from the mansion, the shadows offering her shelter and rain washing away the blood staining her black outfit and the blood on her katana blade.
She could imagine the faces of the employees as they entered the study only to see their boss's mutilated figure sitting in the chair, a tiger lily in his hand. The rain continued to fall, the darkness, thunder and roar of the rain providing her with the protection and cover she needed as she made her way away from the mansion.
"Brent's dead. Two more before it's your turn, Ciaran." She said to the rain. Although no one was there, she knew he could hear her.
Even if he was thousands of miles away in London, he was not safe. No matter where he went, she would find him.
And he knew it too. His greatest creation had become his greatest fear. It was only a matter of time before she also became the bringer of his death.
Rather than Minerva, she should have been Thanatos, the bringer of Death.
She chuckled to herself before she disappeared into the night.
Jason Todd watched from atop the building as the young secretary got out of the taxi. She had just come from a ball at Wayne Manor, where she had accompanied her boss as his date.
She looked different. Instead of the tight bun she normally wore her hair in, she had let it down, the straight brown hair flowing out behind her.
She had gotten rid of her glasses, replacing them with contacts. Her short black dress fitted her perfectly, clinging to her and revealing her well curved body.
However, he had no interest in her or her body. He cared about the man she worked for.
Rick Martes. Son of Thomas Martes, one of the most notorious kingpins in the world. He was currently retired, no doubt using his son to do his dirty work.
Jason knew that Bruce was also watching him, no doubt he had accepted the partnership to keep a closer eye on him.
He watched as the young secretary made her way over to the door of her apartment building. She shivered as the cold wind blew, her short jacket offering no protection whatsoever.
As he stared down at her, he wondered what she knew about Rick.
She looked innocent, but most of the women he met did. However, that didn't mean that they were. He returned his attention towards her.
It was time that he got some dirt on Rick and he was sure she knew something that would help him.
But, before he could even make a move towards her building, a scream came from the alleyway.
Turning, he jumped off the side of the building, heading in the direction of the scream.
Jason watched as the door of the apartment building opened and saw Alexia leave the building. Where was she going at 1 in the morning? Apparently, she enjoyed roaming around at these hours.
She was dressed much differently than the night before.
Instead of the combat boot and loose pants, she was wearing a short purple dress ending above her knees.
She wore black heels which went up to her knees. Her hair was brushed over her left eye slightly, giving her a different look.
He watched curiously as she looked around before calling for a taxi. Looking around her, she quickly got into the cab.
Without thinking, Jason got to his feet, deciding to follow after the taxi.
After about 17 blocks, the taxi came to a stop. He watched as Alexia got out of the cab. Looking around, she turned and headed towards the club at the end of the block.
She headed down a flight of stairs before she disappeared into the basement of the building.
Jason looked up at the name of the club. Serpent Lounge.
What was she doing in a place like that?
Adrian looked around as he got off of the plane. His black ponytail swayed as the cold wind blew. Exhaling, he pulled his Louis Vuitton trench coat closer around himself.
Why had Ciaran called him back to Gotham City?
The Italian kingpin turned as a Benz pulled up for him.
"Take me to the Grand Hotel." He said to the purple haired girl as he got into the car. She turned and smiled at him.
"Of course, sir." She said, flashing him a somewhat flirty smile. The 33 year old returned the smile before clearing his throat.
"What's your name?" He asked, pulling a cigarette out of his jacket.
"Alexia." She smiled, pulling out a lighter.
"Beautiful name." He smiled at her as she lit the cigarette. She returned the smile and cleared her throat before turning towards the steering wheel again.
"What's your name?" She asked as she navigated through the traffic. He took a puff of his cigarette before smiling.
"Adrian." He said as he exhaled the smoke. She nodded and he rolled down the window before throwing the cigarette out.
A pair of eyes watched as Adrian got out of the car and saw Alexia drive away.
Jason recognized the man as the kingpin Adrian, one of the most notorious drug lords in Italy. Why was he here and why was Alexia driving him around?
His mind flashed to Rick and he wondered if it had something to do with him. No doubt they were planning something. As he watched Alexia drive off, he realized that she must be working for Adrian. So, she was also with them. This was beginning to get even more interesting.
Just in time. He was beginning to get bored. After all, the most exciting thing he had done in the last few days was save a lady from almost getting mugged.
Minerva turned and headed down the alleyway as she heard the groan. Standing over a man somewhere in his 30's was a young man no older than 21. He was wearing a black hoodie and had a gun in his hand.
"You know, it's not nice to hit others." She said. The man froze halfway.
"Who the hell are you?" He yelled, spinning around and pointing a gun at her. She stared at the gun before sighing.
"Men these days. They just don't care. They point guns at ladies even." She sighed. The guy growled and took a step forward.
"I'm warning you. Go before I shoot." He growled. However, Minerva took a step forward.
"Shoot." She challenged. The guy looked at her and she could see his hand trembling.
However, without another word, he dropped the gun and turned, running away.
"What a coward." Minerva muttered before turning to face the other guy, who was crouching in a corner.
"Don't worry. I won't hurt you." Minerva said, shaking her head. However, the guy got to his feet and turned, running away from her.
"So much for thanks." She muttered as she turned away.
She was supposed to be looking for someone, but she was too busy helping random people.
Just as she was about to head down the alleyway, she heard a scream come from the opposite direction.
Groaning to herself, she turned and ran in the opposite direction, moving with the shadows.
She ran into the alleyway and her eyes grew wide.
"What are you doing?" She growled as she saw a lady crouching in the corner, a man towering over her with a gun in his hand. He turned, a scowl on his face. She gasped and felt her eyes grow wide as she saw his face.
"You?" She asked, disbelief slipping into her voice.
"Are you kidding me?" She growled, taking a step forward.
"I just saved you from being mugged and here you are mugging a woman!" She growled, grabbing the man who she had saved not too long ago. She reached out and grabbed him, pulling him towards her while the woman got to her feet and ran away.
"You goddamn people are like friggin' animals!" She growled, shoving him into the wall. She wrapped her hand around his neck and leaned in.
"If I see you mugging anyone or doing anything like this ever again, I will kill you." She growled before letting him go. As the man fell to the ground, his hand reached out for the gun.
Just as he got to his feet and raised it, she spun around, her fists colliding with his face.
He let out a groan and dropped the gun.
"Run before I kill you." She said, cracking her knuckles. The man got to his feet and turned, running out of the alleyway.
She sighed before shaking her head.
"Long night?" A voice asked. Her head shot up before a smile crossed her face.
"My my, were you stalking me?" She asked, looking into the shadows. There was a chuckle before she saw the outline of a figure.
"More like observing." The voice answered. A figure stepped out of the dark. He was dressed in combat pants, boots, a leather jacket, and black shirt. She could see the well defined abs underneath his shirt. On his face was a red mask.
"The Red Hood is observing me? And here I was thinking I was being discreet. Besides, my work would not be very interesting to someone like you." She smiled before leaning against the wall, her pose somewhat seductive. He chuckled and took a step forward.
"On the contrary, I find your work to be very interesting." He said, folding his arms. She chuckled and put her finger to her lip.
"Really? Because, last time I checked, we both do basically the same thing." She smirked. He didn't answer. Instead, he was looking at her.
"Are you sure it's my work that you find interesting and not something, or someone, else?" She asked, taking a step forward. He chuckled and shook his head.
"No use flirting with me. I'm as heartless as you can get." He said.
"It was worth a try. Besides, I doubt that." She said, winking at him.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to be somewhere. We can continue this conversation some other day." She said before walking past him. However, his hand shot out and clamped around her wrist.
"What do you know about Brent?" He asked. She froze before turning to face him.
"Brent?" She asked, shaking her head. He chuckled before turning her to face him.
"Don't play stupid. I know you were the one who killed him." He said, holding up a tiger lily. She looked at it before smirking.
"If you do something and you do it good, make sure you leave your mark." She said, taking the tiger lily.
"If I recall correctly, there was also an article a few weeks ago about Japanese kingpin, Tsubaki. He was also found with a tiger lily in his hand and a dagger through his heart." He said. She shrugged before pulling her hand out of his grasp.
"Like I said, darling, if you do something and you do it good, always leave your mark. The dagger was a bonus." She smirked, leaning her face closer to his. She smiled at him before thrusting the tiger lily into his hand.
"Keep it as a symbol of our meeting. Or as a kind of calling card." She smiled. He scoffed before dropping it to the ground.
"I don't need a calling card." He said. She shrugged.
"If you say so. Now if you'll excuse me, love, I really have to be somewhere." She whispered before turning and heading towards the shadows.
"By the way, next time we meet, would you rather me call you Red Hood, Robin, or Jason?" She asked before disappearing into the shadows.
Jason was left staring at her. He turned, shaking his head. He was unsure whether she was a contract assassin or a free one. He was sure of one thing, however. She was after something.
The only problem was that he had no clue what it was. As long as he was in the dark, he would have to avoid her.
She was dangerous. Not only because of her high sex appeal, but she herself was dangerous. No person, much less woman would slaughter Brent the way she had.
He looked down at the tiger lily before picking it up and putting it into his jacket. He would hold onto it in case he needed it. He had a feeling that he would need it very soon.
Sooo, reviews! Tell me what you think! This is my first Batman fic and Jason Todd is one of my fav characters. I tried really hard to capture his personality, but it's kinda hard. Anyways, reviews are appreciated! Thanks!
-DramaQueen95