It was a normal night for Gotham City. A little bit too normal for the son of Batman. Matthew Wayne AKA Bat-Kid was on top of Wayne Mansion, the place that he inherited from his father before he passed away. Wearing a ninja-like black suit with his dad's bat logo on his chest and a mask, he sat on the roof corner, lurking for evil. Not wanting to wear the Bat Cape, Batman's signature look, so he wouldn't look completely like his dad, he sighs as he thinks of him. His father was always neglecting him as a child. Always so resistant to love but his mother seemed to fill the big hole in his heart that he desperately wanted, even though his mother was the sneaky and mischievous Catwoman. He knew that he shouldn't be thinking of his mother as well, for since his dad's death, she went back into crime and was arrested for burglary. He doesn't remember how long has it been nor how many years she has. Though he knew it felt like a couple of years now. He's sixteen now, so he was at least fourteen when she was arrested. The Bat Signal flashed from a short distance. He glanced at it for a while and geared up as he knew it was aiming at the docks.
Damn it. Why the docks? The docks was the place that my father passed. He was killed by...
He shakes out of his thought as he rushed to the docks. Calling his friend and sister-like figure, Maia Gordon AKA Mystique, she came in a blink of an eye. As Barbara Gordon's daughter and the commissioner's niece, she developed a habit of learning new tricks to deceive enemies into ninjutsu and magic. She ruffles her friend's hair, for was a year older than him. Pushing her away, he reminds her that there was trouble in the docks. She pouted and teases him about not letting loose and having fun. He reminds her that being a hero was not about having fun. That it was filled with responsibility. She laughs at him and heads out to the docks. He growls at his friend's stupidity and chases after her. As the duo were at the docks, it was empty. Well...apart from the fact that there were a bit of bloody bodies on the ground. She shutters at the sight of them and holds on to Bat-Kid. He looks at her and tries to hide his face. To keep her from looking at him blushing. They investigate the docks until bumping into a girl with a blonde ponytail and a large rubber hammer. Wearing a red and white plaid shirt and shorts with long red socks and white converse sneakers. The kids widen their eyes and drop their jaws...Their newest nemesis...
Orla Quinn AKA Trickster. The deadly daughter of The Joker and Harley Quinn.