The rapid splashes of Rainwater slapped against the cold concrete, just like every normal night for the never sleeping City, of Gotham. People walked hurriedly, some from the fear of the cold, others for the Excitement of seeing their families after a busy day.
Although, tonight was no usual night. Inside the barely lit alley, across the Night club, a very important meeting had been addressed. Though not known to the people, who were too busy dealing with their own lives to even notice.
A quiet swoosh was cut into the thick night. Before a still hidden figure lerked in the shadows. " Alright, I'm here now. What do you want? " They asked, obviously not Messing around.
A man stood, half lit by the moonlight, while his other half remained in the shadowy depths of the Alley way, he wore a Black suit, With black Shades, as though to hide a portion of his face, " You should know, I don't make deals with people I can't even see. " His dark voice could make grown men shiver, but this mysterious Figure Was not stuck at all, as she stepped forward, her Chestnut orbs seeped into his hidden ones.
"Now make this quick, I do not have time to waist. tell me what you are after and I'll make an acceptable price." She replied, folding her arms to show she wasn't Intimidated by the man that stood infront of her.
This was no other, than the cities most wanted mercenary, although she had managed to stay away from the batfamily...so far. She was definitely one of Gotham's most feared, if messed with, assassin. Much to the discomfort to the many infamous Villains, her arrival had been the talk of the Daily Gossip, for a while now.
There were many after her head, to be served to them on a silver platter, but no one dared to get caught up in a fight against her, it was truly asking for suicide.She wore a Orange latex suit, With black strips here and there, on her waist she wore a utility belt, though for the small size it was, held many valuable items, that even perhaps Bruce Wayne, owner of Wayne enterprises, did not own. The straps of her Twin Katana holders were the only colour that matched her Brown Locks. Like many or the vigilantes, she wore a Black domino mask.
The man stepped forward, revealing himself to her in the moon lit, spotlight before circling her as he took out what seemed to be a silver pocket watch. She was soon to be mistaken when a glowing segment of blue filled the Alley way. It was a holographic map layout of Wayne enterprises.
"You are said to be a brilliant Hacker, am I not mistaken?" He asked raising an eyebrow, questioning himself for allowing someone who looked as young as her to do his work.
" More like, The best. " Her smirk only made him roll his eyes before continuing.
" There is room on the 31st floor, only members of the Wayne family have entered, and what is in there has stayed hidden from the public. I want you to go in, and get as much information as you can, bring me back anything of anything of value, and you can get this map, plus these." He paused for a moment before closing the map and placing it into the suit of his pocket and taking out a, what seemed to be a new model of some form of Gun, " You will get a van full of them. "
Her eyes lit up, with passion and curiousity. He hadn't been the first person to question what was inside that room, but she had never dared to go in. The fire in her eyes showed she wasn't going to back down, " Very well, we shall meet tommorow, same time. " She explained before seeing him off and flipping herself onto the Fire escape.
He turned back, wanting to remind her of one thing. But when he did...
She was already gone.
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Opposites Attract (Damian Wayne X OC)
FanfictionTwo different people, same past, Too Cocky, Too similar. One Vigilante. One Mercenary for hire. When these two Teenage, arrogant Assassins meet, will she set aside her past? Or allow what has been done infect the rest of her life, forever? Damian W...