- - - - - - - -Outer Area of Gotham City; 12:20 am - - - - - - - - - - -

911 Operator: "911, what's your emergency?"

Panic Woman Voice: "Please help! My kitchen caught on fire....I need a truck here right away!"

911 Operator: "OK mam, please try and calm down, what's your address?"

Panic Woman Voice: "It's 718 8th Ave. Atwood St., it's the only house on the street, on the hill"

911 Operator: "Alright, someone will be over shortly, get out of the house and wait for the firetruck to arrive."

Panic Woman Voice: [crying] "Thank you very much"

The woman hung up the phone and placed her cold hands to her cheeks, wiping away her previous tears.

"Did they believe you?" A deep, strange voice asked as he slowly crept up to the brunette girl who was wiping the last of her tears.

She smiled and nodded, "Oh yeah."

"Good" The man slyly said as a wide grin spread across his face.

- - - - - - - -In downtown Gotham City; 12:24 am - - - - - - - - - - -

It was that same nightmare again. The one that occurred every few years. That one that resulted in Samantha waking up, this time at 12 am, with tears down her face, and not being able to fall back asleep. Samantha sat up and wiped the tears from her face while resting her head in her heads. Her bedroom door slowly opened and she saw the shadow of her father, Jim Gordon, peer into her room.

"Samantha?" He whispered as he entered her room and turned on her lamp on her nightstand.

Samantha lifted her face from her hands and saw her father sitting on her bed with his arm around her.

"Was it the nightmare again?" He asked looking at her tears.

"Yeah" Samantha said, barley loud enough for her father to hear.

It was the nightmare of her real parents death. No matter how many years passed by, the nightmare never changed. It was of 5 year old, Samantha being dropped of at Jim Gordons office in downtown Gotham, before they headed off to work. They kissed Samantha goodbye and told her they would see her again just before dinner time, but that day was different. She was sitting in the big leather chair at Gordon's desk, while color on a blank piece of paper. Gordon and his fellow police officer were talking with cups of coffee about their most recent case. "Have you seen the news?" a female officer asked as she turned up the volume of the tv that hung from the ceiling. A blonde female reporter was standing in front of a badly damaged car, surrounded by people with upset expressions on their faces. "Just a few minutes ago" there was panic in the reporter's voice, "a car was crashed into and has exploded into flames, leaving no survivor's. The police can confirm that this was no accident but have yet to find out who indeed caused this accident." Gordon looked up at the tv and his face dropped - he immediately recognized the small front of the car and the license plates - it was Samantha's parents. Young Samantha looked at the expression of Gordon, but didn't understand why he looked so upset. Gordon explained to her about the tragedy as best as he could to the 5 year old. Later that day, Samantha went to her house, packed up her things and left to live with Jim Gordon, who later adopted her.

"Samantha..." her father began to say, but he knew there was nothing he could tell her that would make the painful memory away. He instead gave her a much needed hug, that lasted for a few minutes. "I want you to get some rest, alright?" He said as he let go of her, kissed her cheek and turned to go to his bedroom.

"Thanks" Samantha fainlty smiled as she watched him walk away.

Samantha turned off her desk light and laid back down to try and sleep.

- - - - - - - -Outer Area of Gotham City; 12:50 am - - - - - - - - - - -

"Could this place be any further away? It probably already burned down by now" a young fire fighter joked as he sat in the truck with 5 other guys.

"Shut Up Jensen" A brunette guy hit the other in the shoulder, "you know how strange Gotham people are, living in all sorts of places."

"Holy Shit." Fire Fighter Brody said, "Come Look at this place"

The red fire truck approached the entrance to the road of the house, it was a long and straight road surrounded by over grown grass. You could easily see the house sitting at the top; it looked like an old wooden house, it wasn't in bad shape but it definitely was not new. A big oak tree stood on the far left of the property while the full moon was visible behind the house.

"Where's the fire? This is the right place, right?" Jensen asked as he and the other guys looked around.

"it's probably in the back," Fire Fighter Davis shook his head,"New kids" he mumbled under his breath as he drove the truck up to the front of the house.

"Let's do it boys!" Brody yelled as he and the other guys quickly climbed out, running into the house with a hose in head.

"Hello?" Jensen shouted in the dark house, "anyone here?"

"In here!" Yelled the familiar panic voice of the woman. All of the firemen rushed into the room where the voice came from. The girl was casually leaning against the clean, kitchen counter with a smirk on her face.

"What the hell is going on?" Davis asked, he was growing impatient, "Where is the fire?"

"Ha Ha Ha He Ho Ha Ha Ho Ha" a deep voice mocked laughed as he slowly walked towards the men.

*Few side notes;

I picture Camilla Belle as the main character Samantha. I picture her as what she looked like in When a Stranger Calls. Here is a link to look at a picture if you're a visual person like me; .com/movies/photos/w/when_a_stranger_calls_

*I also picture everyone else as they look in the Dark Knight movie.