DISCLAIMER: I do not own Batman or anything related! I only own my OC NightShade!

I laughed whole heartedly. I was sitting atop the police station in Gothim. I was swinging around a stolen purse in my hand watching as to how my shadow shown down on the street below, due to the moonlight bathing my silhouette. I looked at the purse and shoved my hand into it, pulling out a couple of $50's. I smiled and hid the money in my cape. I pulled down my mask and reached back and brought my hood over my head.

I jumped from building to building until I reached sight of a woman standing on the side-walk looking frantic. I jumped down beside her, startling her a bit and handed her the purse.

"Thank you so much!" I flicked my wrist in a 'shoo' motion.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Get home before I throw you there..." I growled watching her scurrie off.

I ran back up onto the building tops. I ran across them until I reached an old warehouse. Just through the doors was a bed, kitchen, wardrobe, chipping paint, broken down walls, and a huge hole in the ceiling. It wasn't the best living arrangments, but it'll do.

I was fixing to take off my hood and cape, along with my mask but my shadows sensed another presense. Scratch that...two. With my shadows informing me that the figures were men, I stood in my mist of darkness.

"NOW!" A deeper voice rang. I ducked in time to dodge a...bat frisbee? Wait, no...I jumped back as it blew. Then it began.

Blows and weapons of many kinds were thrown or swung at me. I was moving too fast and not everything was reaching me when it needed to. I was hit twice and must I say, the wounds stung like a berch. I dodged another bat boomerang. I wasn't able to keep up with all the attacks. I was planning to flee when I was shoved to the ground with much force. A weight sat atop my stomach and I barely cracked open an eyelid to see a figure looming over me and another on me. I hurt, I ached. I was sore and barely able to move. How was the mighty anti-hero, Nightshade, taken down my two baka's with a lot of toys?

I blinked multiple time in an attempt to clear my vision. Instead of the clarity I hoped for, that I needed, all I found was white splotches starting to fill in on my sight. All I felt was the boy's weight, the tightness in my throat and chest, and the sticky rivers of red streaming down my face. Blue...I was able to make out blue...before it all went white...

Author note: Was that any good? Will you tell me what you think? I tried and hope it wasn't too sucky. I would love to hear your thoughts! :) Thank you! Fixed the errors...I think...Thanks to SeraSearaSpin for pointing them out, otherwise I would have never noticed them :)