Title: Why?

Description: After a long day of beating up on thugs, and making some cash from Barbara and Tabitha's "business" Selina encounters the masked vigilante who has been stopping crime in Gotham and decides to have him answer a few questions.

Selina leaned up against the ladder. She was staring at the Gotham skyline. Most people who even attempt to visit Gotham are always wowed by the skyline. It was nothing too amazing in Selina's eyes. She grew up seeing it from the Narrows to the top of bridges. That must be why she doesn't find the Gotham skyline special.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She'll never admit it but she was tired. The entire day for her consisted of fighting gangbangers with Tabitha and Barbara and selling guns to a bunch of criminals through the black market. The pay was good—hell, it was more than good. She finally had a less crappy apartment to live in, and running hot water.

She didn't have a care in the world at this point.

At least she thought she didn't.

There was still the question of this vigilante figure roaming around Gotham. She had already encountered him a few times while she was fighting some thugs but they never once discussed anything personal about each other. He was always opposing what Selina was doing and told her often to stay out of trouble. Of course, she didn't follow his advice. Why should she? No person had the right to tell her what to do.

Then, at that moment, Selina's ears perked up. She heard footsteps behind her.

Speak of the devil. How did he find her? I guess it isn't a surprise he was able to track her down. This guy seemed to track everybody down. Selina opened her mouth and said the first thing which came into her mind.

"You move quiet."

The man stayed silent. He wasn't much of a talker, was he?

"Why?" She tore away her gaze from the thousands of defenseless, unknowing people down below her to the sight of a young man who had fought so many thugs for the sake of Gotham's safety. "Why do this for a city that has never given you anything worth fighting for?" The masked man kept a neutral expression. Did he ever show feelings?

The man clenched his fist. "Gotham has given me a home—a criminally infested home—but a home nonetheless. I believe it deserves better than to be a lion's den for convicts and prisoners. I'm fighting because this city is a home to other citizens. I'm fighting for everyone's cause."

Selina, feeling a strange sense of familiarity, brushed it off and sighed. "You're wasting your time. Gotham isn't worth as much as you say it is."

"I never expected you to understand," the man's hoarse voice died down to a tone of voice she was acquainted with. "Selina." Without a doubt in her mind, she knew exactly who this masked man was.

"Bruce?" She said in a whisper, disbelieving what she had just heard. She outstretched her hand, reaching for his mask. He took a step back, and did Selina the favor of unmasking himself.

No… how could it be him?

All his black hair was tussled, and his face was covered in bruises and scratches. His eyes were darkened more than usual as if he had seen things a normal teenage boy would only ever dream of seeing in an action movie.

So he was the one who had been fighting crime all throughout Gotham. She should've known he would do something as stupid as that. Forget about why the masked man was fighting crime—why was Bruce Wayne, Gotham's biggest and richest family, wasting time on a whole bunch of freaks and sickos? He had it all. Lots of money, fame, a house, and a butler who practically slaved himself to Bruce.

Why do this?

Selina's stunned expression hardened. She pulled her hand away and took a step back and said, "You're right." A gust of wind flowed through the air. "I guess I never knew who you were to begin with…" She paused. "But I do know that whatever you say isn't going to stop me from building my career."

"You're right. I can't change or stop you. If that's the case, then you're just another criminal for me to capture and bring to prison." He stared at the floor.

Selina scoffed. "We'll see about that." She ran to the other side of the roof and jumped to the next building.

She continued running and didn't look back once.