You were walking home from the music department, where you worked, you loved music and producing it. You weren't looking forward to home. Lets just say you didn't get along with your parents. They were mean, rude, unloving and abusive towards you. Every opportunity you could take to get away from them you took, you hated your parents. But until you got enough money to move out of your parents house you were stuck with them, in Gotham.

You were listening to some music as you walked down the dark streets, the lampposts barley lighting the area. It was getting windier and windier. You pulled your hoodie over your (h/c) hair and zipped up the zipper.

Suddenly some thugs popped out of the alleyway beside you, three to be precise. Two held wooden bats while the other was grasping a knife. They each wore a clown mask on their face. You paid attention to the news, you knew what was going on in Gotham. These weren't just thugs, you could tell by the mask, they were Joker thugs. They were no ordinary thugs and this is no ordinary situation. "Hey pretty. How's about you hand over that bag." One of them said. You grasped onto the strap of your bag tighter and took a step back.

The thug holding the knife walked up to you until you backed up against the wall. "Stay back, I've got my own knife!" You cried, trying to sound tough, but right now you didn't know what was gonna happen. The situation wasn't looking too good. He finally reached you and held the knife up to your neck. "I'll ask nicely one. More. Time. Hand the bag over." He demanded. You froze still unable to move, knowing this was the end for you.

All of a sudden, the thug gets pulled backwards and off of you, he's then punched in the face and knocked out cold. The other two thugs ran at the mysterious figure and swung their bats around missing completely. You watched in awe as your savior punched and kicked the two thugs flawlessly and effortlessly. In no time at all, all the criminals were unconscious and laid still on the ground.

The figure stood still over his work and stared at the criminals. You knocked yourself back into reality and gathered enough confidence as you walked up to the figure. As you got a better look you realized it was who you had thought it was. The Batman!

He looked at you, right in the eyes. "B-Batman?!" You stuttered in awe and amazement. "Are you alright?" He asked in a deep voice. You slowly nodded your head up and down. He returned with a quick and short nod and ran off into the darkness.

"HEY!! Wait!" you yelled, disappointed that you didn't get to say thank you. Without wasting a second you climbed up the fire escape on one of the buildings and searched for the caped crusader. You scanned the city, nothing, not a single thing. Oh Well. You were bound to see him again, I mean he is The Batman.

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