Chapter 2

"I can't believe it, I just don't believe it! I am never going to get Batman!" Natasha moaned as she threw the duffle bag full of money on her bed. As soon as she left the crime scene she fled to her apartment.

She slipped off her trench coat and tossed it on to a nearby chair in the corner of the dark room. She let out a sigh of relief as she lowered herself on to the soft bed and slipped off her knee high boots.

"That's better." She said as she starred down at her toes that she had painted blood red that morning. They were already starting to lose their luster after all that running around earlier.

"I'll give them another coat later." She said as she leaned over and grabbed the remote off of her nightstand. The channel was already on the news.

"Let's see what the news is about tonight." She said as she gazed at the screen.

"Tonight's top story is the bank robbery at a local bank. Detectives say that 5 men robbed the bank at around nine, but were quickly caught by Batman shortly after making an escape. The money was not at the scene and was said to of been taken by Ruby Red the notorious female bandit who was said to have hired the goons." Natasha smiled when a picture of her flashed on the screen.

"I look great there! Look at my hair, I knew switching shampoos would make it look healthier." Natasha cooed as she admired her picture.

"The police say that there are still no leads on where she is hiding." The woman said just before Natasha switched the channel to a music station. Soon Change in the house of flys began to pour from the speakers.

She got up from the bed and sauntered over to her dresser. She pulled the first drawer out and grabbed her pajamas out of it. She slowly slid her red ensemble off her shoulder and shrugged it off till it fell to her feet. She stepped out of the pool of red fabric leaving her only in her matching dark purple bra and panties and made her way to the bathroom with her pajamas in hand.

She placed the clothes on the top of the toilet while she ran the bathwater. She grabbed a washcloth out of the cabinet and ran it under some warm water from the sink. She brought it to her face and began washing off the dark eye makeup, or as she called it war-paint. She ran the towel out and tossed it into the pantry as she lifted up her head to gaze at her reflection in the mirror. Starring back at her was a girl of 25 with brilliant green eyes, soft complexion, full pouty lips, dark brown hair with dark purple highlights on the right side and hot pink on the left, but she also saw the sorrow and depression. A girl that was once one of the happiest people was gone and was now replaced with one of angst and pain.

She was quickly jerked from her thoughts when she heard footsteps in the other room. She grabbed her white robe off of the hanger located on the back of the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Hello?" She asked as she began wrapping the robe around her.

She got no response. She cautiously maneuvered around the room checking for the intruder. The only thing in the room besides the furniture was the shadows of the corners and the lights from the tv that were dancing around the room.

"Who's in here?" she asked with a bit more force. She turned her head slightly and noticed that the closet door was slowly opening. She quickly made a dash for her gun that was laying on the nightstand, but before she could get to it she was quickly pulled back as an arm snaked around her waist and a flash of silver zoomed in front of her and stopped below her chin right against her neck. She quickly realized that it was a switchblade and tried to pull away.

The stranger leaned in close against the side of her head and whispered into her ear,

"Well, well, well….Hello Beautiful."

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