Ok friends, new story is here! This one will be written in a little different style, I am not going to write from the Katherine's POV, but also from others. I hope you will like this little change. Every time I am going to write from someone's POV, I will start the chapter with corresponding letter.

Chapter 1.

Bruce Wayne was having a bad day. Being the Batman was extremely tiring for the past few days. Not only the Joker and his new sidekick Harley Quinn haven't been caught yet, it seemed that there was a new rogue rising in the city. Not much of a big threat yet, but who knows what could happen. The recent arrest of the Scarecrow didn't seem much helpful, the mad doctor almost seemed pleased, not at all irritated that he was back in Arkham. Something was up, he was sure of it. He was currently sitting in his batcave in front of the computer, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned aroud to see Alfred coming down the stairs with a cup of coffea on a plate. "Working late again, master Bruce?" he asked.

"There's no time to rest, Alfred, not until Joker is back in Arkham along with his girlfriend."

"Of course, the much unfortunate matter with miss Quinzel. Shame how the work in that asylum could change someone so severely. And there is also the new criminal, I believe she calls herself the Shadow. Are you trying to find any information about her?"

"Yes, that's what I am trying, but there's nothing, no records of any past actions. It appeares she's completely new to this business. Hadn't done much in Gotham, yet, just a few roberies in local stores."

"It seemes she's trying to gain some practise, sir." Alfred said. "Or your attention. Perhaps you should meet with her. She might just be some girl that went on the bad way, she still could listen to reason."

"You might be right, Alfred. I'll wait when she strikes next, then I'll find her. So far she didn't kill anybody, let's hope it stays that way untill I'll be able to talk to her."

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K

It was night, some hours after midnight and I was crouching on a roof of a building behind a local general story, clutching a bag of money in my hand, breathing heavily from the adrenaline running through my body. As easy as it may seem, it's not easy at all to start a life of crime. Well, it was easy, if you had someone to help, to lead you, but being alone was a lot more dangerous. In this city however, I was hoping I would be able to get into it quickly.

My "career" may seem to have a pathetic start, but it's always better to start with the smallest. So for now, it started and ended by this little store, but still, I had a stolen money in my hand and I was listening to an alarm ringing behind my back. But that was all, really, the store wasn't really that protected. And they are wondering why there are so many criminals in this city, I thought to myself. Suddenly, I heard the sound of police cars behind and I slowly rose to my feet and I silently began to retreat. I jumped on another roof and I sweared silently when I hit my knee painfully. I still wasn't much used to these things. I was in a safe distance from the crime scene and it seemed no one was following me. I had to smirk and I stood up and looked around. I saw stairs on the side of the building I was standing, that would lead me down on the ground, so I set towards them, when I heard of sound of wings behind me. I stopped, not turning around and I said: "It was about time for you to find me, Batman."

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B

She had courage, I had to give her that, she was brave... and stupid. I couldn't see her face in the darkness, when she slowly turned to face me, but I could sense that she was smiling. Then, she slowly, cautiously, stepped into the light of a nearby street lamp. Now I undestood why she was wearing her nickname, not only she going out in the night, much like me, she was also dressed in black. Well, not entirely. Most of her face was hidden behind a simple, black mask, only her blue eyes and her long blond hair, pinned into a pony tail were seen except for her uncovered mouth and chin, I probably wouldn't be able to recognize her without the mask. Although I still had a feeling that I might saw her somewhere before, but I wasn't sure.

The rest of her body was covered in black and very dark brown, and it perfectly copied her small and slim body, except for the dark black cloak that hang around her shoulders. She was wearing black gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints and black shoes without heels. There were some goggles on her head, they seemed like a night vision goggles. That was no toy, it seemed she was serious about this. She smiled when she saw me watching her.

"Impressive, isn't it? Well not as impressive as your attire surely, but I am doing my best." she said and then she grinned.

"What are you doing here? This is no game, girl, and you're not a criminal. Now I don't know why did you steal that money, but if you give it to me now and stop that costume nonsence, I may let you go and not hand you over to the police."

She laughed. "Oh Batman, but I am not planing to go anywhere with you. No, don't be mistaken, Batman, I might seem like an easy pick for you, but I am not. Tell me, what do you fear, Batman? Do you fear the darkness? Well, now you should."

"Don't be so confident..." I started, as I grabed her wrist, but suddenly, she reached under her cloak with the free hand and pull out a little gun, then she shot me. It wasn't much painful, but then I realised it wasn't a bullet, but a dart that was sticking out of my hand. She smiled and said: "Perhaps I should give you a taste of the real darkness."

And then suddenly, I had to release her, as I felt a shot of pain inside my head. It was a paralising, terrible pain, but the worst was yet to come. My head was throbbing and then, my vision had suddenly blured and then darkened and I realised I can't see anything. As I desperately called to Alfred for help, I fell to my knees in pain and blindness.

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K

I was watching with a smile as the Batman released my hand and started clutching his head in pain. You're maybe asking when I got the chemicals in the darts, but, on the other side, it's probably easy to guess. I have visited Crane in Arkham few more time in the last week. He was happy he could talk someone about his work, very happy that he could teach someone again and that he could use his expertise in chemistry to create something new, to help me create my own toxin. It wasn't like that I was copying anything, not at all, this toxin was meant just to paralise the victim, to blind it for a certain amount of time, and it wasn't permanent.

Still it was fun to watch Batman kneeling almost helplesly on the ground, but I knew I had to escape, so I did that as quickly as I could. I was nearing my home, when I strode to a lone alley. There were a few homeless men sitting on a cold ground, trying to get warmer. I looked at them and then on the bag full of money I got in my hand. I walked slowly in the alley, not to startle them... much, still, they were scared, when they saw me in the dim light of the street lamp. I reached in my bag, took out a two packs of money and handed it to them. I nodded my head towards them and then left, there was no need for words.

Well, here I was, not a rogue, not a hero, exactly what I intended to be. I wasn't yet sure what my life will be like now, but I wanted to have just exactly as I wanted. Maybe I will help the rogues when they need me, but still, that could't stop me from being generous to others somethimes.

I returned home, happy as ever, but there was still one surprise in store for me today. As I jumped through the window inside my apartment and took my costume down, I heard a cheerful, male voice behind me and I instantly knew what visit did I have. "Home sweet home, is that what they say, isn't it, doc?" I smiled and turned aroud to stare in Joker's green eyes. "If I was a normal citisen of this great city, I would probably start screaming right now, Joker."

"Oh I would love to see that doc, but fortunately, you're not normal at all. Remember what I told you about insanity, doc?" he laughed.

"And you remember what I told you about calling me my name, Joker? I don't want to be called doc, it's not a very good idea, especially aroud Arkham. Speaking of which, are you here about your big party?" I asked.

"Why yes... Katie, how did you figure it out. I just wanted to stop by and tell that tomorrow night is the biiiig night! Pack your costume and be ready, it's gotta be the hell of the night! Free drinks, thugs, monsters, bat corpses, everything! No, don't ask any question, you'll spoil the suprise, just be there in time!" he shouted the last sentence and stormed out of the apartment. I was standing on the same spot for a few more minutes before I recovered from this unexpected visit, and then I laughed and went to sleep. It was late and had a feeling that tomorrow is going to be night that I would never forget.