Hello!

I'm back after a long time with a story
And I would love feedback.

I have been out of the game for a long time, because depression and shit, but now i'm back!

Also I don't have word so I use a program that doesn't have English grammar correction, so spelling mistakes are going to be a thing, i'm so sorry.

Anyways, hope you enjoy!

The sounds of Gotham were as strong as they always had been as Damian jumped across rooftops. He could hear sirens, cars, blimps, sometimes he could hear the blaring music of a store.
He stopped on one building and sat down, trying to listen.
He needed some action, the night had been too slow. He could see his breath as he breathed out.

Suddenly, an alarm blared behind him. He rushed to the sound, ready to punch someone's face in. When he arrived he saw the shop owner looked utterly confused. The man was mumbling to himself, scratching his head.

Damian saw jumped down to survey closer, he wasn't in the mood for human conversation at that moment. He snuck in and looked around.

It was a grocery store, closing up for the night juding by the curtains in front of some of the wares. He couldn't determine exactly what was stolen, shelves hadn't been restocked after the day's business.
He went to the back and looked around. He found the cause of the alarm, the money safe had been broken in to. It hadn't been emptied however. Who would ever get to the money and not take it all, he thought as he took a closer look. He couldn't see any clues to how someone might've triggered the alarm but not have the store owner see or hear them. He walked out to look for more clues.
The loading door was opened. Pretty sure trucks don't come in at this time, he thought to himself and went over.

The doors to the truck loading sites were noisy and took a while to open. If anyone stole anything, it would be the worst door to go through, it would've alerted the store owner, or anyone still there, immediately. But yet it seemed like that had been the escape route of the thief. He walked out and looked around, but by now he knew the thief had to be far away.

Except he heard the sound of an apple bite, loud and clear. Someone nearby was chewing loudly, and he decided to investigate. He snuck as close as he could and stuck his head, seeing a cloaked figure gulfing down the apple, along with chucking down a liquid meal replacement. In their arms were a bag with a few groceries, it seemed, and he could only guess the money as well.

The person was panting, but it sounded weird to him. Like someone just blew air through a tube. He went closer slowly. They gulfed down precooked chicken and pepperoni. He looked them over to get a better look, to know what to expect. It was a small slim girl about his age he would have to guess. The cloak made it hard to see.

She began coughing and drank more. She was hidden between two metal garbage bins. He just now noticed that, she was soundless. He saw her cough and punch her chest, but nothing came out. No sound from her mouth or noise from her fist.

Suddenly, she stopped everything and looked straight at him. Her eyes widened and she put her a mask on, it had been hanging around her neck. Damian sprung into action but she flew up to a nearby building. Damian frowned and shot his grappling gun to get up. He saw her running away, tight grip on the bag.

He pondered for a moment why she didn't just fly away, like she had one the ground. He was slowly catching up to her as they ran, until she took a sharp turn and jumped over a busy Gotham street, again flying. She landed safely on the other side and looked back at him before running again. The street was too wide for him to grapple to the other side, and going down to the street and crossing would take too long. He yelled out angrily, knowing he wouldn't be able to catch up to her.

Instead he went back to the store, the store owner had gone back inside. After a small conversation, maybe a small threat here and there, he got a copy of the security footage.
A long night was ahead looking through the footage.