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Author's note: I know this chapter is a bit short, but... That is why it is the introduction.
Danielle searched through the rubble of what used to be her home. After the previous year's mayhem, she had lost everything. Her home, her family, she had even lost her friends. Now she was alone. She lived on the streets going from doorway to doorway trying to find work. No one knew what she had seen the night that Jonathan Crane had gassed Gotham. No one knew who she had seen.
People thought she was a freak because she didn't go crazy when she was exposed to the gas. Maybe she was a freak. Instead of seeing her nightmares, she had seen the truth. She had glimpsed the true person behind each resident's proverbial mask. She had seen behind his mask too.
Danielle picked up a smashed photograph. It showed a picture of her loving family, a family that no longer existed. Jonathan Crane had taken everything from her that night. But in return, she had taken much more. She now knew the identity of Gotham City's terrifying hero. She knew that behind the mask lay the wounded soul of Bruce Wayne. "No one can hide forever, Batman." She whispered to the darkness.
