The Fox And The Wolf

Chapter one

Fox sat in the living room of Fish Mooney's mansion. It was nice although the cobwebs and the window curtains, they were covered in moss, they were also this ugly yellow color. Fox walked around the mansion waiting for fish to tell her to do something. She was very quiet, so she snuck up on fish, not on purpose. Fish was sitting at a small round table talking to a man that wasn't of Fox's notice.

"Hello Fish," I announced then bowed. Fish was impressed by how much Fox has grown. When Fish found her on the streets, she had no manners what so ever.

"Hello Fox, would you like to sit down and join me for a drink?" Fish asked in a mother like tone. Fox nodded and sat down, across from Mooney. "I have some good news.

Fox smiled and sat up straight. "That would be?"

"I have found a way to take down Oswald!" Fish said looking Fox dead in the eye. Fox blinked and smiled devilishly. Fish loved Fox when she smiled like that. Fox was always a crazy one.

"And, even better, you play a big part of that! You get to kill him," Mooney expressed. Fox laughed more insane then Jerome could. Fish was like a mother to Fox. Fox was a orphan on the streets of Gotham, she watched her parents fall off of a building. Mooney then trained her and Fox now is on the look out for who made them jump off of the building.

"I put some new clothes on your bed, go get into them and we're going to arkham," Fish smiled. Fox returned the smile and got up then headed to her room. It was a fairly big room, it was humble, considering the weapons on the walls. Maybe those weren't very humble, but Fox found it very humble.

Fox walked over to her bed and picked up the clothes Mooney put there. It was black leather pants, black shirt, fingerless gloves, boots, and a cloak/jacket. Fox smiled and put it all on, it fit perfectly and made Fox feel like a bad ass. She fixed her gaze upon the weapon wall. Smiling at how many choices she has.

"Hmmm... Let's see, guns, knives, axes, double-sided Scythes, bats, and more.. Guns would be very helpful I'm guessing, maybe a few smoke bombs? OoooOoo grenades," She spoke to her self, she did it a lot to keep herself company. She threw a few guns, grenades, and 5 smoke bombs into a messenger bag. Fox smiled and put it over her shoulder. There was a knock at the door, so she trotted over to the door and opened it.
"Hello? What do you want?" She asked more hostile then she met it to be.

"Greetings! Were kidnapping you! Hope you don't mind!" Said a boy, ginger and a twisted smile. Fox laughed then the ginger tilted his head a little big laughing too. She looked at him to see that he was serious. Fox started to panic and tried to run. He grabbed her wrist and put a cloth over her mouth. Fox soon found herself falling into bitch black. The boy picked her up and put some handcuffs on her. Then he threw her into the back of the van.

"What took you so freakin long?" A man at the wheel asked.

"She took some time to open the door.. Plus she is heavy!" The ginger replied while getting into the passenger seat.
"Jerome? What's going on? She doesn't look like fish," mumbled a shy smaller man, the ginger looked at the girl and smacked his head.

"I grabbed the wrong gi- wait... Is that? No.. Yes!" Jerome announced while laughing. The driver glanced at the crazy laughing boy then back at the road.

They finally arrived at a large warehouse. The warehouse had paint pealing off of it and some moss growimg on the sides. Jerome hopped out and then did the driver. The small man crawled out after.

"I suppose I'll get the girl," sassed Jerome then pulled Fox out of the van and picked her up. They went into the warehouse, it smelled of mildew and dust. The tall man pulled a chair into the center. Jerome put the girl down on the chair and tied her there. The sheepish man put some bright light on her.

A few minutes later Fox eyes shoot up. She looks around her with a look of fear and anger in her eyes. The fox has been captured by the hunters... NO! You are a fox, sly and clever. You will get out! She told her self over and over.

"GOOD EVENING FOXY," yelled a voice out of the shadows. Fox tried to look to see who it was but the light blinded her. She squinted very confused but let out a growl. The ginger walked out of the shadows and into her view. She smirked and laughed at him. Jerome looked into her almost orange eyes. Anger rushed throughout his whole body.

No one laughs at the craziest man in Gotham.. No one.. Not even one of the top notch killers..

"What's so funny animal?!" Jerome spat at her. Fox just tilted her head and smiled.

"You are Jerome, your the man who is wanted," Fox added while smirking. Jerome kicked her over, Fox was getting a little bit worried. Jerome smiled and laughed, so did the other men in the darkness.

"Your just a small little fox without no home. The hounds will find you. Oh wait! They already did," Jerome
chuckled out. Then suddenly there was a loud bang, Jerome jumped at this and ran into the darkness. Fox was hoping it was Fish to come and save her. But then a tall girl with black and purple tinted hair walked in with some henchmen behind her, all of them holding guns. Fox screamed so they would find her, they followed the direction of the scream and found Fox. They found Fox tied to the chair then the girl started to untie Fox. The girl finished unknotting the ropes and helped Fox up.

"Hey Foxy! How is my favorite sister?" The girl asked hugging Fox, who gladly hugged back.

"I'm great, and you, Wolf?" Fox added.

"I've been great also! Oh yeah, follow me, we need to get out of here befo-" Wolf was when she turned around to see all her henchmen gone. Wolf looked at Fox with a terrified face. Fox opened the bag she still had, then gave some weapons to Wolf. They both grew worried of what may be hiding in the shadows.

•Hey guys! This is my first story so please don't judge to hard 😫! I love you all!