I'll make one thing clear: this is in a different universe than the Sneak Peek Rewritten one.

It was raining out as I walked on the pavement, with my cloak concealing me. I had no money, and only one set of clothes, so I couldn't rent an apartment. I did have the option of going to a homeless shelter, but they would think I was a criminal based on my pure white skin. That was the thing about normal humans, not half humans like me or those ones that worked with people like me. They seemed to be scared of everything that weren't purely human.

Besides, it wouldn't serve my best interests. Homeless shelters wouldn't help me anyway. I had another place in mind, and that was Wayne Manor.

I was vacuuming the floor of Wayne Manor when I heard the doorbell ring. I turned the vacuum off and took a monkey wrench, just to be safe.

I crept up to the door and stood beside it, leaning against the wall. A clap of thunder boomed as I slowly turned around and opened the door, wide enough to see who was standing there.

There was a person with a zipped black cloak. The hood was low enough to conceal their face, and I could only see their chin., which was completely white.

I lifted the monkey wrench and brought it down, convinced that I'd run into a criminal. I thought it would knock 'em out, but somehow it didn't hit the person.

OK, time for a recap.

You're probably wondering why I was vacuuming the floor of Wayne Manor. So the old man had this meeting in Indonesia to discuss investments and partnerships with all these other companies, and apparently there were so many of them coming that the stay there would last about a month, if not more. Before he left, the old man told me it was my responsibility to make sure his home was clean and no one had broken in while he was away. And most certainly make sure that no one found the Batcave when I wasn't in the house.

Now someone who probably wanted to break was here.

"Relax," the person said. I realized it was a woman's voice. "I mean you no harm. I've come here to stay. And help you."

She took of her hood and came in. I closed the door and got a very good look at her.

She had raven black corkscrew curls, and pure white skin. Her eyes were icy blue, and they were cold (no pun intended). She looked like she could kill me if she felt like, but decided to be nice and not do it.

"You are the Batman, I assume."

Woah. How did she know that?

"How did you know that?" I asked, bewildered.

"The god Hades sent me here while your old man's away. I have to complete an assignment for him." She removed her cloak, revealing a sleeveless blue top and a and a black skirt with ruffles. "My name is Persephone, by the way. Not the goddess Persephone, but the half Amazon, half human deity Persephone."

She extended her arm for me to shake it, smiling when only a second ago, she looked like she could kill someone. I took it, not knowing a better thing to do.

"I'll be in Bruce's place while you do your work as Batman. Just tell your mother I'm one of his assistants." She sat on the couch, and yawned. "It's been a long journey."

"Okay, then."

Is it just me, or is this girl too weird?