Chapter 1

A/N: To cover some things I couldn't in the description: Bruce Wayne/ Batman WILL NOT be a core character in this story. It will focus on Catwoman becoming Batwoman. Jason Todd/ Red Hood will also not appear until WAY later in the story. I'm thinking the latter half of the middle of the story. I haven't fully decided all of the villains that will feature in this story. The ones I do know: Professor Pyg, Two-Face, The Penguin, Harley Quinn, and Black Mask (mention only) SPOILER ALERT: He's dead. I think that about covers everything

20 minutes? That's a new record. And not a scratch on the new threads; thanks again Eddie. I hear a loud rumble in the distance. It couldn't be Gotham if it wasn't raining every five minutes. I need to get inside quick. Leather and spandex are Hell to get out of wet. I climb up to the third story landing of my new apartment, seeing as how my old one is… "under maintenance". The window is unlocked all the time, because I can't enter the building dressed as Catwoman. My cat, Diablo greets me at the window sill by rubbing his face against my leg and purring.

"Hello to you too, buddy." I say. "Mommy needs to shower and then I'll feed you."

I slip into my room where Felicia, the other cat, is lying asleep on the bed. I make sure to take the diamond I just "acquired" out of my pouch before sliding off my boots. I then slide the zipper of my suit down, stopping just below my navel. The suit then just falls off my upper body, allowing me to easily slide the rest over my waist and step out.

I step into the bathroom and into the shower. When the warm water runs over my body, I feel all the worries of the world wash off, leaving me with only my happy thoughts. Memories. I remember the nights he and I had. Nights like this. I know we weren't in a relationship per say, but dammit I liked it. The way he would toy with me, feel me, kiss me. Then this Arkham Knight character shows up and ruins it all. Just when I thought we were going to advance, he became so distant. It was like he didn't want anything to do with me. And then he died. I know he's not really dead, but he didn't keep in contact. I would have gladly run off with him, we could have been happy. We could have been in love. I don't and never will need him, but it would have been nice to have someone.

I finish washing up and turn off the water. After drying off and changing into a tank top and some sweats, I went into the kitchen to make some tea. It had been a while since I'd checked my phone, so I grabbed it to see if I had anything new. An unread message from an unknown number.

-Tomorrow 6:00am. Go to the old Falcone shipyards on Bleake Island. A car will be waiting for you.

9:45pm

Is this for business?-

11:05pm

30 minutes went by and they didn't respond. I decided to let it go, so I grabbed my tea, fed the cats, and went to lie down.

While in bed I went to his number.

Bruce?

What happened? I saw your house

explode.

Bruce?!

12:30am

Days went on. Weeks. I almost thought he was actually dead. But I started to put the pieces together. A few days after, rumors of a "hell-bat creature" started popping up. They said it moved in an inhuman way, struck too fast to be a man. It must have been a combination of him and lingering fear gas. He was still in Gotham. Then it vanished. He vanished.

I decided to let it go and get some sleep because apparently I had somewhere to be in the morning

I woke to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing in my ear. 6:00am. I got up and looked out the window. A black limousine pulled up and stopped at the curb. Must be the car that person was talking about. Quickly, I got dressed and headed for the lobby.

There was a man, presumably the driver, waiting for me by the car. I was hesitant to get in, but decided that it might be beneficial to my financial situation to take this job, whatever it is. The car ride was long and boring. Any attempt at conversation I made was met with silence.

When we finally reached our destination, I saw that we were in fact in front of the old Falcone shipyard. I got out and the driver pulled off without even so much as a "good luck" or "bye".

"Great." I sighed, "There's nobody here."

"Identification confirmed." I heard a generic-sounding robot respond.

Just then, the side of the warehouse opened up revealing a staircase leading into darkness. I descended the stairs not knowing what to expect down there, As I walked down the stairs, lights turned on letting me see where I was going. At the bottom, I was met with a large empty floor save a giant computer on the far wall.

"Hello?" I called out, "Anyone home?"

"Ah. I see you made it here safely." Barbara Gordon rolled up behind me.

"Gordon?" I didn't expect to see her here, "What is this place? Why am I here?"

"This is one of our many secret bat-caves scattered throughout the city." She replied. "And you're here because we have an offer for you."

"And what would that be?"

"After Scarecrow was defeated, and Batman disappeared, Bruce said it was time to choose his successor after he 'retired'"

"What, his bird friend didn't make the cut?"

"Nightwing refused. He doesn't want to be Batman. And Ti- I mean Robin, has decided to go solo. I still help him out, but he isn't interested either. So that leaves you Selina. What do you say? Ready to become a hero?"

"Barb, I- I don't know… You think I'm right for the job?" I asked.

"He did. You were on his list of potential successors. He trusts you Selina. He trusts that you can protect the city as he once did." She paused. "And don't worry, I'll be here, helping from behind the scenes."

"That sounds cool and all, but I don't even have a suit." I laughed.

"That reminds me…" she pushed a button on the computer's keyboard. "Lucius? You mind explaining to Ms. Kyle about her suit?"

Just then, an armory raised out of the floor. In the center was a Batman-esque looking suit—fit for a woman—that was gray with light purple accents. There were goggles around the cowl's eyes that looked similar to my Catwoman goggles.

"As you wish, Miss Gordon. The Batsuit v8.06: similar to Mr. Wayne's latest Batsuit, this suit is designed with flexible plates overlaying a MR-fluid armor layer, and incorporating the latest in cutting-edge technology. The tri-weave bodysuit consists of an outer and inner layer made from a titanium-dipped tri-weave fiber mesh. Sandwiched in between is the MR-fluid based liquid armor system. The proprietary WayneTech Smart MR-fluid hardens in response to impacts, specifically designed to provide superior shock absorption, as well as enabling greater force delivery behind counterattacks. The liquid body armor layer is also more flexible than the ceramic or fiber-based alternatives used in previous batsuits, allowing for greater maneuverability and faster elimination of multiple targets in quick succession." The man explained.

"Basically, you'll take more punishment, hit harder, move faster, and look pretty sweet while doing it." Barbara finally said. I guess she saw the confused look on my face.

"Also, the suit can withstand fire from most firearms. Just don't let anyone get off a point-blank shot." the man added.

I don't think they planned on me refusing the deal. That suit must have cost millions to make.

"Now if you would direct your attention to the loading bay. I'll inform you about your car." Lucius smiled.

"Car? You mean I get my own Batmobile?" I asked, shocked.

"Indeed. The Batmobile MkIII. A smaller-more lightweight version of the Batmobile MkII, this car is perfectly tailored to fit you while driving. Along with the Battle Mode of the previous model, this Batmobile comes with the added Stalker Mode. While in Stalker Mode, you and the car are completely invisible to all radar and sensor technology known to man. This mode also has the added functionality of being able to turn into a walker allowing you to climb up walls of buildings should you need to. Your suit is also linked with the Batmobile allowing you to eject out of the car with the speed of a railgun. Don't worry your suit can handle the gs."

"And now you want to know if I'll accept?"

"Yes." Barbara chimed in. "If you need to sleep on it, y'know, think it over; that's fine. You can call or text me at the number I contacted you with."

"Alright. Thanks." I turned to walk out but stopped. "Hey, Barb. Do you know where he is? Or how I can contact him?"

"Sorry. I don't. He didn't tell anyone except Lucius. Nightwing and Robin don't even know where he and Alfred are." she responded.

I sighed. "Okay."

A/N: This will be the end of Chapter 1. In Chapter 2, Selina will call Barbara to answer the question. Is Selina ready to become Gotham's new protector? Will criminals have something new to fear in the form of Batwoman? What other vigilantes are lurking in the shadows of Gotham City? Only time will tell...