Chapter 3
I ran away. I can't believe that I ran away. No, not from my dad but from Robin. Mother trucking Robin. I'm so stupid, I can't believe that I'd run away from Robin! I thought to myself. How stupid could I get? Ugh, I hate myself.
But what surprised me was that he didn't go after me. He didn't even try to go after or tell Batman. Or did he? Well I wouldn't know because I ran away too fast. But I didn't he would tell Batman. Why would they spend their time worrying about a dumb girl that ran away from home?
They wouldn't, so I was safe. I continued to walk until the sun started setting and I found an abandoned house for me to sleep in. I didn't like the house. It felt like something or someone was watching me. I didn't usually believe those ghost stories, but it was really creeping me out.
But I needed a place to stay for the night, so I did. I tried to go to sleep but I couldn't. As soon as I turned around a sack was thrown over my body. I could hear a woman's laugh, it was sort of throaty but she had a pretty nice and clear voice. "Throw her in the van," I heard the voice said, and seconds later I was thrown down on something that felt hard and the place I was in started to move.
I'm in a car. I said to myself. I tried to get out but there was nothing to do but wait until morning and expect the worst. So I fell asleep.
But before I did I thought about something. Everyone in Gotham was in danger. Everyone. Because they couldn't really protect themselves, they had to rely on the heroes like Flash or Superman or Batman to help them. But lots of times, the heroes had let them down. But I had already been let down. Too many times.
And then the thought hit me. I can never survive on the streets of Gotham. So the reasonable choice was to leave Gotham right? No. It was to become a hero.
I thought the story was getting too boring so I decided to spice it up a little. Today I am on mission to update and mask one-shots as much as I can. Please review to tell me what you think :D