There is a story nobody knows. A story about the Joker, and Batman, and a girl. My name is Noel Wayne. And this is the story of how I became batgirl.
Chapter 1
I walk back into my Uncle's house after school that day. I live with my uncle, Bruce Wayne, because my mother died giving birth to me, and my father died 3 years ago. I unzip my batman jacket and hang it on the coat hanger. Our butler, Albert, walks in with a tray of sandwiches. "Hello miss." Alfred smiles, holding out the tray "Sandwich?" I nod, and take one off the plate. "Thanks. Where's Uncle Bruce?"
"He's away. But batman is on the news." I grin and run into my room, turning on the TV. I'm a bit of a batman fan, though that might be under exadurating. My entire room is covered in batman merchandise and my closet consists of batman shirts in every color. I turn the TV to the news channel, and watch as the reporter tells of batman saving a small girl. I sigh, thinking I will never be so luck as to be saved by batman. I get off of my bed, and head towards the door grabbing my coat. "I'M GOING FOR A WALK ALFRED" I shout behind me before walking out the door towards the city library. I am about four blocks away when a dark figure drops to the ground in front of me. I'm far to terrified to scream as the Joker raises his head, his signature grin on his face. "Nice to see you again Noel." And then, darkness.
