The past few weeks had been considerably slow, and he was now thinking that all the law-breakers of Gotham might have been finally wiped out. The joker was in Arkham, The Penguin had died two weeks ago, and the Deadly duet of Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn had disappeared almost a year ago. The other numerous villains were either in Arkham or prison, there was just nothing left.
But he wasn't exactly complaining. For four years straight he had been Batman's lowly sidekick, his 'Boy Wonder' and now that all the commotion had died down, he was glad that the useless sidekick job had kind of faded away. He had always been the butt end of the joke, and truthfully he was tired of it. But this lull in crime was just what he needed.
It was a cool September evening in Gotham, the sun was just setting and the hint of snow was tempting the city into a false sense of safety. He walked briskly along the sidewalk, his gray hoodie fluttering slightly in the breeze. He smiled, for once he felt like a normal human being, not some joke of a super hero.
"Dickie? Hey! Wait up!" called a familiar voice from across the street.
He smiled when he saw his old friend Leslie. They had grown up together, and gone to the same school as kids. Her light brown hair was thick around her face, her cold December eyes were smiling at him as she dashed across the street and jumped into a hug. She had always been a good friend even when he disappeared for a few months during their freshman year of high school.
"I haven't seen you in ages Dick!" she squealed out.
"Oh hey!I know right? What have you been up to?" he replied, making idle conversation.
An hour later Leslie had left, and Dick's thought were toying with him. He had never had a real girlfriend, he had always been to busy, and now that he had graduated high school, and 'work' had let up, maybe it was time to finally get involved in a real relationship, not just one night stands any more. Leslie was definitely the first thought in his mind, he smiled as the thought of her hugging him like that every day ran through his head.
But as he walked through the streets he was unaware of the shady figure walking be hind him, a young girl, maybe seventeen or eighteen, wearing a white nurses dress, and a tight black coat, her white shoes clicked softly along the sidewalk, and as she gained distance her smile cracked, and her insane eyes lighted with fire. She decided to make her move, and ran up to him,
"Oh excuse me, do you know where Adams Street is?" she asked in a sweet silvery tone.
His eyes softened at her appearance, a nursing student, he smiled and said "I'm not sure, um maybe down-' but his thoughts caught him off guard, there was no Adams street.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think there is an Adams street."
"Oh," she said quietly, and her gaze went to his hands, no weapons…perfect.
She slowly reached into her pockets, looking for her knife, and as she looked up to him, she stepped into the dim street light. His face shifted into horror as he saw the vicious white scars sprawl along her neck and chest. She stepped towards him, and batted her sickening eyes.
"If you scream, this wont be any fun for me…" she said, a sick cold voice now trailing from her smiling mouth.
She unbuttoned her black coat, revealing scarred and mangled arms, her legs were white, but bloody, the white dress was stained with little drops of blood at the ruffle, and her shoes had a river of red running down the back. She held up the knife, and sliced open the palm of her hand; she grabbed onto the gray hoodie, and pulled him close to her. Her blood seeped into the hoodie, past his shirt, and he could feel the thick liquid ooze into his skin, he shuttered, a chill had gone down his spine. Her eyes were like black ice, her breath smelled of honey and milk; she batted her eyes again, and held the knife to the nape of his neck,
"Would you like to come upstairs?" she said pointing to the old abandoned warehouse.
"I promise I won't kill you…just let me love you in the only way I know how…"she said to him
He was terrified and feared the worst. He had no idea what to do, he wanted to fight back, but this felt like the wrong time. He didn't yet quite understand his opponent, and was sure he never really would but he decided to wait it out, she was a girl, a rather small and thin one at that. He decided that he could take her if he really needed to. He nodded, and entered with her.