A/N: These chapters are going to be flashbacks of Aubrey's life in Arkham City, the beginning was a preface/prologue. Enjoy everyone!


"Either you keep up or you go home, Weed," snapped Helena as we scaled up a brick wall, her mother had sent us out on an "errand" and I was reaping the rewards of dealing with my childhood friend.

"Don't call me that," I mumbled but it was an effort in futility.

"What was that, Weed?" sneered Helena as she jumped a few bricks higher, dirt falling into my face as I followed behind her.

"Nothing, Feline," I replied, trying not to gag at the name she had given herself, but in retrospect it was more acceptable that what Luck and Chance called her.

"Good," said Helena as she skillfully balanced on the ledge outside of the window, using a glass cutter she made a hole big enough for her hand to fit through and she undid the latch on the window from the inside.

I watched her work, amazed that even in those heels she was able to maintain her balance on the narrow ledge, even I who was holding onto suction cup handles was having some trouble balancing.

"You wait here," commanded Helena as she slipped into the dark room and I stood there on the side of the wall hoping that no one would see me.

A few seconds later, Helena reappeared holding a small black metal box underneath her arm, a triumphant smile spread across her face, "Lets get the hell out of here." She jumped down from the ledge and landed on her feet after doing a somersault in the air, looking back up she scowled at me, and I knew her patience was wearing thin.

I made my descent, about halfway down the wall I jumped and landed nimbly beside Helena and we ran like crazy to the car waiting around the corner, when we got in she started it up and slammed on the gas. I felt myself pressed back into the seat, I fumbled with the seat belt as she took a hard right turn, the excitement she was showing as she drove was almost equivalent to that she showed during her first robbery to which I was also her accomplice.

"Jesus fucking Christ, Weed, why do you even bother with that thing?" asked Helena as she saw me putting on my seatbelt.

"There are enough things in Arkham trying to kill me without adding your driving into the mix," I said as she turned onto the bridge, barely missing the cars that were on the street with us.

"You're such a fucking wimp, Weed," laughed Helena as she spun the car towards an alley and then parked, getting out with the box still tucked under her arm.

"Who the hell did we rob anyway?" I asked as I stepped out of the car, looking around for any sign of the cops.

"My adoptive parents," said Helena simply as we walked to the wall that separated Gotham City and Arkham City.

"Why? They raised you, why would you do that to them?" I demanded, shocked that Helena had finally stooped lower than ever before.

"They stole me from my mother!" snapped Helena and I shook my head, no matter how many times she heard the truth from Holly there was no reasoning with her, she was still convinced that her adoptive parents had stolen her as a way to get back at her birth mother for some stupid reason.

"Whatever," I sighed, "So what did you steal from them, anyway?"

"Their financial information," said Helena, "They have stocks and bonds that are worth a small fortune and Mom thought it would be a good idea for them to pay her back."

"I'll never understand your mother's logic," I said, as we approached the back gate, Helena shoved the box into my hands as the guard exited the stand motioning for her to join him inside.

"I'll be two minutes," said Helena, putting lipstick on, smiling flirtatiously at the guard.

"Helena, please don't do this, there are other ways to get in," I begged her, pulling her back when she started walking.

She snapped her arm from my grip, "Weed, just do your job and stand watch, what I do is my own goddamn business." She sauntered off to the guard stand, her hips sashaying even more than usual, and then she was in the small, dark building.

I sat down against the wall underneath the light that flickered above the door, for many years we had been using this police entrance as our way of getting out of the prison and each time, the price to enter and exit had risen. First it was money, which we would steal from gas stations and convenience stores in order to pay our way back through, then it was drugs which we would buy from the dealers on the inside and if the guards wanted the more hardcore stuff we'd talk to an associate of Bane's, now it's sexual favors which Helena gave out for a few bucks and the use of the door as long as she blew the guard. This new price made me shudder, not only was it absolutely disgusting and degrading, but the fact Helena was so easy to comply with their demands made me concerned greatly for her safety. I watched as another guard entered the stand and I knew something was up, there was only supposed to be one guard at this post tonight, the only explanation was that this one guard had talked big about the perks of his job and this new one wanted in on his deal. I jumped up and dashed over to the booth, there was too much moaning from Helena for this to be safe, using all of my strength I kicked the lock free and looking in I wished I had just let her continue.

"Looks like we have another plaything, Williams," sneered the guard that had his manhood buried deep in Helena, who's face was in the lap of the other guard.

I said nothing in response but I could feel my rage bubbling underneath and I punched the guard as hard as I could, I felt my fist connect with his face, heard bones cracking and he tumbled backwards into the window cracking the window as he slid to the floor looking extremely undignified.

"Get up!" I snapped, jerking Helena to her feet.

"Hey! She's not done!" yelled the guard, obviously pissed off that I had cut his session short.

"Hell yes she is," I said to the guard and I flung a couple of fifties from my pocket to him, "Open the damn door or I'll make sure you never get another blow job again!" I guess the anger in my eyes told the guard I was serious about my threat and at that moment I was very tempted to make good on my promise, but luckily for him he was smart enough to open the door for us. I nodded curtly to the guard as I dragged Helena out of the stand by her upper arm, picked up the box I had dropped by the door and we went through back into the prison we called home.

Helena wrenched herself free of my grasp once again after we had gotten far enough away from the back door, "I had it under control, why'd you have to go and do that, Weed?!"

I was fed up with her shit, tonight had been too much, I turned around and smacked her across the face, "Goddamn it, Helena! That was too fucking stupid, even for you! Just answer me why? Why the fuck did you decide to whore yourself out to the guards? We all know there are other ways of getting out of here!"

Helena stared at me as if I were a new person, one she was unsure of whether to fear or be completely pissed off at, "Since when have you given a damn about what I do? All you want to do is get out of here so you can pathetically moon at your father's company, and I'm the stupid one." She ripped the box out of my hands and walked off towards her house, leaving me standing there in the middle of the alley, utterly speechless and heartbroken.

"Well, well, well," said Maize Nygma as she jumped down from the balcony above me, "looks like you sent the kitty cat away, licking her wounds, good job Weedy."

"Fuck off, Maize, I'm not in the mood," I sneered at her as I walked away, tightening the grip I had on my jacket, the wind whipping around me.

"I heard that crack about you and your daddy," said Maize coming up from behind me, "Is it true? Do you only leave here so you can pathetically moon at the Wayne Enterprises building?"

"Isn't it true your dad keeps your mom in a large Rubik's cube?" I said through gritted teeth, wanting to rib the rainbow colors right out of her hair.

"So what if he does?" asked Maize simply, twisting her hair around her finger, "I've always hated that worthless bitch."

"You know what, Maize, why don't you go and fuck—" I started but I was cut off by the sounds of gunshots and sirens.

"Bye bye!" shouted Maize as she bounded off to God knows where and I ran as fast as my feet could go towards my house, praying that the gunshots would stay on the other side of the city and not get any closer.


As I drew closer to my house, I heard footsteps behind me, I kept up my pace hoping that whomever was following me would give up but they kept up with me not losing a beat as I sped up just enough to make my feet hurt as they pounded against the pavement. Then the footfalls got even closer, an arm reached out grabbing me roughly, throwing me against the closest wall and the person's body pressed against me pinning me down with my arms against my chest.

"Get off me!" I shouted, struggling against the weight of my attacker.

"Fuck no!" said my assailant, and even with him behind me, I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he fumbled with his belt and then reached around to try and unbutton my jeans.

I was not about to be raped, I had gone nineteen years without being assaulted and tonight was not going to be the night to end that streak, I used what room I had between the wall and my hands to propel myself away from the wall. My attacker was thrown off balance, mostly due to the surprise and his inebriation, and he tumbled into a set of trashcans. I immediately re-buttoned my jeans before turning around to face the man who had tried to harm me, I saw it was one of Two-Face's henchman his face was scarred up like all of the others to distinguish whom he worked for. He was struggling to put his member back in his pants when I stomped on his crotch as hard as I could, I wanted to ensure that he would never be tempted to rape another girl again, and I think he got the message when he was in so much pain he could not breathe whatsoever.

I leaned over and looked him right in the eyes, "If you ever touch another girl again, I will find you, and cut your dick off before the blood gets back to your brain."

The henchman nodded quickly several times as he stood on shaky legs, he tried to run but the pain between his legs must have been too much, he collapsed after taking only a few steps and I felt vindicated for my actions. Suddenly a green sphere surrounded the henchman and I looked around wildly for the source, convinced it was some sort of weapon or shield that would protect him from what might be about to hit me.

"Are you alright, miss?" asked a voice coming from above me, I looked up and saw a man in a green and black uniform with a bright green glow about him hovering in midair.

"Yeah, just stopped a convicted rapist from making me his latest conquest," I sneered as he looked from me to the man in the green bubble, "What have you done tonight?"

"Save the GCPD from a hail of gunfire," replied the green man smugly as he looked towards the main gate.

"Good for you," I said sarcastically, my arms crossed.

"I only wish I had gotten here sooner," said the green man, "I might have been able to save you before it got to this point."

"Who the hell are you?" I asked, I knew he was some kind of enforcer though if he was good or bad was yet to be determined, even the bad guys here tried to pretend to be good if only to succeed where the other one had failed.

"Straight to the point," mused the glowing green man as he gracefully descended right beside me, "I'm Green Lantern, defender of Earth and intergalactic police man."

"Never heard of you," I said and I watched him frown, he obviously had never encountered someone whom had never heard of his deeds or whatever.

"Surely you must have seen the daring water rescue I made just a few days ago," said Green Lantern, his tone slightly arrogant.

"Listen, Green Boy," I said pointing an accusing finger at his well defined chest, "a few days ago I was making a rescue of my own, I was rescuing my ass plus my best friend's from a spray of bullets being fired at us after we left my house."

"I hadn't heard," said Green Lantern, his face puzzled and I nearly laughed in his face.

"Do you even know where the fuck you are?" I asked, figuring he obviously was new to the area.

"Gotham City," replied Green Lantern proudly.

"Wrong, Green Boy," I said, poking him in the shoulder, "You're in Arkham City, home to the most dangerous villains known to Gotham City, where no one gives a fuck about what happens to the people behind this wall."

"I don't think no one cares, someone must care that there are young women locked back in here" said Green Lantern and I could feel his eyes scanning my form, "You don't look all that old to be a villain, by the way."

"I'm one of the many offspring of said villains," I replied defensively.

"Who's kid are you, maybe they should know about this attempted rape?" asked Green Lantern, I could automatically tell he was one of those people who thought talking to parents and police was a good idea, those types of people did not last long here.

"Green Boy, let me tell you something," I said leaning against the wall that was almost the crime scene of my rape, "My mother doesn't give a damn if I'm raped or stabbed or incarcerated and do you know why? She's too focused on her own selfish needs to care about her only child! I've been taking care of myself and looking out for my own life since I was able to recognize danger."

Green Lantern looked at me disbelievingly, as if he had never heard of a child being on their own before, "Miss, I didn't mean to offend you."

"Quit calling me 'Miss' I'm not some kind of defenseless little girl that needs protection," I sneered, desperately wanting this warped interview to be done.

"Then what should I call you?" asked Green Lantern, his eyes resting steadily on mine, I could tell her really wanted to show me some kind of respect and let it be on my own terms, something I was not used to dealing with.

I was about to answer him when a large, dark shadow creeped forward, and I froze in place, it was the Batman.

"Lantern, what the hell are you doing?" asked Batman, obviously very angry, "We were supposed to report back to the Watchtower."

"Sorry, Bats, I was about to leave for the rendezvous when I saw this young lady stomp on the crotch of this poor bastard here and—" started Green Lantern when I interrupted him.

"Poor bastard!?" I exclaimed, "This son of a bitch tried to rape me and all you can say is 'poor bastard' what the fuck is wrong with you?!" I was normally not this uncouth but after the night I had, the last thing I needed was some pious superhero feeling pity for a rapist.

"I'd like to know the same thing, Lantern," said Batman, his voice taking on a completely different edge, almost territorial and protective.

"I. . .well I. . .uh. . ." stammered Green Lantern, not knowing what to say in response to the hateful glares he was getting from both people standing in front of him.

"We'll discuss it later," said Batman harshly, "Get this criminal to the asylum and then meet me at the Watchtower." Just like that he was gone from sight.

"I hate it when he does that to me," sighed Green Lantern and he turned back to me, "You never gave me a name to call you."

I thought about his comment, there was no way I was going to give him my nickname, and how would he know if I was giving my actual name or not so I decided to do just that, "My name's Aubrey."

"Well, Aubrey," said Green Lantern, testing how it sounded when he spoke, "I'm sorry I didn't get here soon enough, but you obviously didn't need my help in the first place. I hope to see you again someday."

I nodded curtly to him as he flew off with my attacker safely in the green bubble that seemed to be generated by the ring on his finger, I watched him fly away, wondering what Batman had meant by Watchtower and if Green Lantern was indeed going to take that lousy bastard to the asylum where he belonged. When he was out of sight, I started walking back to my house, this time being more vigilant about my surroundings still thinking about the mysterious Green Lantern and how he definitely did not belong in a place like this around a girl like me.