Prologue
"Damn, where is she going?"
"You can't catch a little kid?"
"Sir, believe me, we've been trying, but she is gone"
"Keep looking! A tiny child cannot just disappear like that!"
It was a call from an angry storekeeper that started it all, why the Gotham Police were out here now. Someone had destroyed the boxes in front of the store and ran away with the money. The business owner said the thief was a little kid.
For a few minutes, the police were able to follow the child, but then they lost track of her.. While the police searched the streets of Gotham by car, Batman was somewhere outside of Gotham to take care of this problem his own way.
The quiet cursing of a girl far away in an old warehouse was the only thing you could hear there. The girl was maybe 17 years old and she did not know why she was tied up in a chair.
At irregular intervals, someone was throwing away throw small everyday objects at her for some reason, little unimportant things like little soft toys, hair clips, and socks.
"What is this crap! Let me go!" screamed the girl as she tried to get out of the ropes.
"This isnt funny!" Again, the girl screamed loudly, hoping that someone would hear her.
"I will call the police!" she threatened, although she knew her cell phone had disappeared.
Seconds later, the next object met her cheek. It was a rotten tomato.
"That's disgusting!" the girl cried in disgust. She tried again to scream for help, but her pleas were greeted by a child's mocking laughter
Soft steps were heard and five seconds later, a little girl, maybe two years old, came out of the from the shadows.
The little girl had blond shoulder-length hair, that she had tied in a ponytail. She had dark green Eyes and wore a dirty unicorn t-shirt and a pink dungarees.
"No, no, it's really funny", the little girl said, with a friendly smile to the other.
"Or do not you like my game? It's so much fun." The toddler looked at the other girl carefully before pulling a knife out from behind her back.
"You are crazy! Where are your parents?" The teenager could not understand why the little girl was acting so crazily
"Shut up! Why are you screaming so loud? You are hurting my Fio!" the little girl hissed, picking up a stuffed toy from ground. It looked like a cartoon dog, but instead of round friendly eyes it had haphazardly sewn threads. It looked as crazy as its owner.
"I know Fio! It's not very nice, that she is soooo loud", whispered the little blond Girl to the toy. She looked back at the older girl.
"You say sorry too. Do it!" the toddler demanded.
But the older girl just laughed at her words. Why should she do anything, this crazy little girl asked her?
"Definitely not. You are crazy!" The older girl closed her eyes.
"You wereenot nice to me! You should know how I am!" the child cried hysterically. "Look in my Eyes and say me, you remember me!"
After a few seconds the teenager opened her eyes and looked evenly into the green eyes of the toddler. Then she, opend her eyes again and looked even in the green eyes, of the toddler. Then she remembered where she had seen those eyes before, and the person who eyes they were. But this was not possible! The girl she knew from high school lives in a town many miles away from Gotham.
"Celine?"asked the older girl slowly and heard the joyful laugh of the little girl in response.
"That's right! You remember. Good! Soe you remember how badly ou treated me? You and your friends, always saying bad things to me, bullying me for years. That was really naughty of you, but I will take my revenge now. Maybe you've been reading the newspapers in the last week. Have you? A criminal has been in Gotham and the police have no idea who it could be. Yes! I was responsible for all the death and chaos in Gotham. I put the toys and baby food at the places. Oh, it was so much fun, but this is more fun!"
The toddler laughed as she poked at the older girl with the knife until her prisoner started to cry in pain and fear.
"It hurt right? Yeah, this is fun!" The little girl chuckled as she held the toy in one hand and the knife in the other.
"Help! Please let me go!" The older girl screamed and screamed until finally the Gotham Police burst through the doors of the warehouse.
But the little girl with the blond hair ran fast back into the shadows of the warehouse. She was happy with her work and would have liked to leave the warehouse now, but instead of searching the next way out if it, the toddler sit down and wait.
"Oh look Fio, there is a bat! But aren't you a little too old to wear a costume? Interested, she looked up at the Batman and gave him an innocent smile and gave him an innocent smile.
As the older girl screamed pain fullyin the background, the little girl just laughed at her.
"She was really bad to me you know," she said conversationally to Batman.
Without any scruple, Batman picked her up and took her to the police car waiting to take her to Belle Reve. For a second after he closed the car door Batman was not sure if this was the right choice. The prisoner was only a little girl, but she had caused a lot of chaos in Gotham and killed many people. She was a criminal The guards in Belle Reve would still have fun with the little girl.
