Prologue
The night - like so many other psychopaths - was my friend. I liked the way the cool air felt on my porcelain skin.
But it was also my enemy, because there may be a bat lurking anywhere within it.
I was perched atop some stairs, down a dark alley. How long had it been? An hour maybe? I was starting to get tired waiting for the business men to emerge the building. The scum who worked for the beastly batman. Urgh.
I let out a growling sound, though it was more of a moan. The noise was unidentifiable. At that moment, I heard voices. I froze, unblinking. I didn't breath, didn't move a muscle.
Suddenly, 3 men burst from the back door. Blindly walking right into my trap. It took all my might not to scream a thrilling pick-me-up.
Instead, I dragged my nail along the metal of the stairs. It gave the exact screeching sound I was after. All 3 men jumped and turned round. Idiots. They were looking in front of them, expecting me to be there. I needed to catch their attention.
"Hello, boys", I said in a low, intelligible voice. Like a purring black panther.
They all looked up at me in shock and horror. I smiled threateningly, and gracefully leapt down from my spot. I was a lithe panther.
I hit the ground with a thud that seemed to echo all around. My head kept low as my body slowly unfurled from the landing crouch. My eyes flickered up, peeking. I allowed them to see them slightly, to know of the insanity behind them.
They were all looking at me. The attention I wanted was overwhelming.
I was in the spotlight.