She slips out of the window, in her normal skin-tight black suit, and her black mask. She looks at the diamond necklace she had just stolen from some famous person in Gotham. She honestly didn't care who it was.
She had been doing this for about 2 hours now, going from house to house of Gotham officials, or celebrities. She took whatever she wanted; jewelry, money, sometimes even a trinket or two. She even prevented some crime because she was bored. She stopped two men from mugging this kid who apparently stole an apple from them, and stopped a guy from breaking into someone's car. And she rarely did those things unless it had to do with people that were under her. She only stole or tricked the ones above her, like Bruce Wayne for example. Except she never stole anything major, only a file.
She climbed to the top of a building and looked out over the city. She heard a whoosh from behind her and turned, seeing a black figure, and she could only think of one person.
"Batman." She greets, putting the diamond necklace in a small pouch by her hip.
"Shadowhuntress." He replies. She smirks,
"Did Bruce send you here?" she questions.
"He wants the file back." He says. She sighs, shifting slightly.
"Already destroyed it. All secrets burned to ash, nothing more nothing less."
"I'm trusting that that is true." He says. She nods,
"Of course, I wouldn't lie to Gotham's hero, would I?" she pouts.
"What did you want with Crane?" he says, moving on to another subject.
"Just wanted to see an old friend." She says simply.
"Be careful with who you get involved with, Shadowhuntress." Batman says.
"Oh, I know well enough. Bruce has already told me." She assures him and walks to the edge, looking down below.
"You would know, since you and him are close, are you not?" she says and looks back at him.
"We are."
"And he tells you everything?"
He said nothing, then walked closer to her.
"Something is coming. Something similar to what happened a few months ago. If anything, worse." He says and looks at the city below.
"Then, I guess I better pack my bags." She sighs and looks back at the city.
"I could use your help." He offers.
"Whenever something's coming, like you said, I run. It's who I am." She mutters.
"Maybe it's time to stop and fight for once." He says. She sighs heavily, knowing it was the truth.
"I'll think about it." She says finally. The Batman nods, then turns to her fully.
"Good luck, Bree." He says and runs, then jumps off the building, flying through the air. She looks after him and smiles slightly, then turns and jumps down, to the fire escape then climbs her way down, her thoughts consuming her.