Chapter Two:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBINDANEWSIE! I barely managed to do this! Probably full of mistakes, but… Yeah!
Thief walked off the plane and stretched. She was dressed as a boy her own age, with striking red hair and brown eyes. With her black suitcase and spirits high, she walked through the streets of Osaka, Japan and found a reasonably priced place to leave her things. Then she changed into her real features with a purple dress and blue jewels. She was dressing up for a party, where she would hopefully confront her mother.
Her mother. The woman who left her on a orphanage church's freezing steps, where she barely survived long enough to be taken in and raised. The one who she believe's never told her father she existed, BECAUSE SHE WASN'T SURE WHICH MAN SHE WAS WITH WAS THE FATHER. That's just sick. The richest woman Thief knows to travel through countries without fear or bodyguards. Openly. How does she do that?! Tsuki Ying is one of the most open and caring actresses out there, at least her image is. But what kind of caring woman leaves her only child and doesn't care? Thief intended on finding out the truth.
What Thief knew about her mother was as follows:
Likely Bipolar or very good at hiding it. Could've thought that she couldn't handle raising a child.
Incredibly rich and successful, which crosses off the idea that she couldn't afford a child.
Immensely secretive. Which makes it highly likely Thief was tossed away so that Tsuki could keep her image.
Does it matter? She's about to meet her soon. She can find out in person. No more second guesses and hiding.
She drove her new car rental to the party, a collection of rich and well known people. If she had still considered herself an actual thief this would've been a great place to pick clean. Eh-hem. Back onto the real task at hand.
Thief gave her keys to the valet and walked to the front office. She handed over her ticket and invitation. They checked it, found no fault, and let her in. Naturally it was a very well made fake.
Thief walked up the stairs into the large ballroom. There were dozens of people mingling and dancing. All looked like they went shopping with price tags in the thousnds and wore scents that mixed in the air. There was a center stage, a backstage and a balcony all crammed into this room the size of a football field.
Thief looked around and spotted the woman speaking to her fourth husband in the corner of the center stage. She resisted the urge to fake barf.
Thief made her way over descreetly. She just wants to get her conversation in private perferably and leave. She has no interest in parties or bidding wars or whatever this is.
She manages to sneak up the stage stairs and approach the woman. The woman notices er coming, doesn't recognize her and smiles politely.
"How can I help you?" Tsuki says, looking her daughter up and down.
"I would prefer to speak with you privately very quickly, shouldn't take much of your time. I would like to get this over with." Thief says as politely as she can.
Tsuki looks confused and weakly protests. "I have to start soon…"
"I swear, it won't take much time at all. I have some questions for you." Thief inwardly praying she won't have to return to Tsuki. She's come this far, too late to turn back.
Tsuki hesitated before agreeing. "Alright, five minutes. This way."
Tsuki lead a relieved Thief to a small office. Thief walked forward and stood infront of the desk as she watched Tsuki close and lock the door. Before Tsuki could blink, Thief threw a shirikin and aimed past Tsuki's ear one the door. It lodged itself in the wood and Tsuki flinched away.
"So, let's talk." Thief tilted her head and smirked.
China, at the same time.
"Damian, she's not here." Batman's voice chirped through the ear piece.
Damian cursed, wishing it wasn't true. He had searched seven cities in ten hours. No sign of her.
"Maybe I should double back, double check that bar that hesitated…" He mumbled.
"No. Come home. It's no good." Batman barked.
Damian sighed. He had found nothing.
Batman looked away as he noticed an alert pop o=up on his phone. A party? For Bruce Wayne. And the hostess is…
"Damian? New destination. Catch a plane to Japan. Osaka. We'll have to preorder your suit. You are going to a party."
Back in Japan.
"Who are you?" Tsuki asked, afraid for the first time in years. She was inwardly regretting not listening to anyone who recommended she hire bodyguards.
"Don't recoginze me? I suppose you wouldn't. Why would you remember the child you abandoned? It's not like you cared to know what happened to me." Thief's voice was ice.
Tsuki froze, not believing her ears. Then shrieked, "HANA?!"
Thief-Hana-sighed and said. "So you DO know me." Her voice was emotionless. Her eyes narrow and sharp in her glare.
Tsuki lifted her head and glared right back. "So then I was right to leave a bastard like you."
Thief broke inside. She wanted to strike her mother down. She wanted to ripe her to pieces. She wanted to show just how much Tsuki had hurt her. But she didn't.
Instead she said, "What happened?"
Tsuki blinked and said "I didn't want a child. I was too young, I had an up coming deal for a movie series. I didn't want to admit to my family that I had too much fun during those parties. I went back to Gotham with you when you were old enough to eat baby food, and I seriously considered giving you to who I thought could be your father. But I couldn't risk him explaining to the public where he got you. It would've been even worse. Besides, what if he wasn't your father? So I was preparing to explain to my family that you were an orphan when I passed by an actual orphanage. And I thought that was even better."
Thief tensed her fingers but otherwise didn't respond. "You left me there."
"I did. Look, your still alive."
"No thanks to you." Thief snapped back before breathing deep and returning to her emotionless voice. "You have no idea what I've been through. But I won't tell you. It's a waste of my time. I see now that you aren't even worth my time."
"Hana-"
"I just want to say this once. Good bye Mother." Hana the Thief pulled her shirikin out of the door, pushed her mother out of the way, walked out and didn't look back.
Tsuki was left staring at the open door before pulling herself together and spitting two words.
"Good riddance."
Thief walked out of the building with her head held high. She recieved her car and keys and left. It was on the way home that she decided where to go next. After she stopped by the house she drove to the airport, where once again Thief walks by, missing her half brother by minutes as he walks out of his gate.
