I stood on a hill overlooking Gotham city, my brown hair blew in the wind. I bent down and tightened the strap that held a knife to my leg, then climbed up a tree. I tied myself to a branch, and took an apple out of my bag.

I never imagined me going to a brother who doesn't even know I exist for help. Well, half brother. But desperate times call for desperate actions.

Ever since mom's death, I seem to on her league of assassins most wanted list. I mean, apparently they don't think Damian is qualified. So , being his half sibling, I am the one they want to lead. Yay(I'm being sarcastic if you can't tell).

Tomorrow I will be in Gotham city. I will learn if the world is ready for me.

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So what do you think??

~ twelvethirty