Prologue

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        Gotham. Home of a man who dresses like a bat and his sidekick dressed in colors that definitely don't match. If we are going to tell the truth here for a while there I thought I could  be side by side with the Batman but, if were being honest only good people get to kick ass and take names. And I am sure as hell not a good person. Growing up in Gotham not everything is sunshine and rainbows. I can't tell you how many times I had to steal just to get by. Half of us that don't have basic survival skills get shot or killed. And since the police don't care that's where our favorite Bat comes in. I believe every single one of us is scared that one day the Batman will come knocking at our favorite survival camp. It's nothing big but it's what helps us live. I mean sure half the stuff we keep in our den is stolen okay, more than half but, this is how Gotham works. So that leaves me to what i'm currently doing. Getting my next grab which is tonight. A classy nice Gala. I'm a con woman and this is what we do. A little Charity Gala for Bruce Wayne's company. Who technically would be one of us if it wasn't for Mommy and Daddy's trust fund. For this to be a successful con I need a couple of things. First things first I need a fancy ass limo, clothes, accessories, and etc..,. All things I can get from Miguel. Miguel is our trusty contraband artist. He can get you anything and everything. 

"Hey M."

"Ahh my favorite con artist."

"The one and only." I walk into the Auto Garage.

"Why are you here?"

"You know I need a couple things for my next hit."

"Ahh always business never pleasure."

"A girl needs to make a living somehow."

"So where are you hitting?"

"Wayne's gala." I looked at Miguel and his eyes widened.

"I knew you were an achiever but this one will be the hardest."

"You'll still help me though?"

"Always. It'll take me an hour to get everything together."

"An hour. This must really be hard."

"Heh. You got jokes."

"Bye Miguel." I walk out the door and make my way towards the den.

I walked into our base and to my area. I took a shower, did my makeup and pined up my hair.

"Let's do this." I went back to Miguel's.

"Everything ready?"

"Of course it is. What are you going after today?"

"His car. The money."

"It's a fundraiser. For kids." He looked at me seriously.

"Yeah well when has that money been actually used for the kids? This way I can give it to the people who are actually starving and get a profit for myself."

"Just remember to give me my cut."

"Always." He hands me a red lace dress with a trail. "This is beautiful."

"The best for my favorite. Limo's outside. Go get 'em."

"I won't come back without the cash."



I made my way inside the car and popped open some champagne. It's gonna be a long night.

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