Scarred

Chapter One

*Authors note*
That is Scar at the top ^^ Ik she looks innocent and has blue hair.But that is her role to look innocent.No one knows that behind those small innocent looking eyes is a badass who seeks danger at night!
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*Scars POV*
"GOD DAMIT" I say aloud in my apartment building while scrolling through Instagram. "Why did the iPhone X have to come out as soon as I get my hands on the 7 plus." I scowl at my phone but then a grin appears on my face. "No worry's I'll just go buy it tomorrow"and by buying I mean stealing. You see I'm no average 20 year old female who drinks Starbucks on a regular basis and is on Twitter 24/7. I'm Luna Fields but I would rather go by as "Scar" because that's what it feels like I have physically and mentally since the age of 12. A casual family issues story mom starts with the white lines dad gone every night with a different chick in there bedroom. We were rich plenty for that matter but "money doesn't buy love" so I did what any other smart pre teenager would do who was in a fucked up world and had tons of money that had no value to my heart at all. I ran away. Ran away from the stress, problems, and abuse. Now I wasn't stupid I knew I wasn't going to survive a day without money so I took it. All of it, but soon enough it went.down the drain and I had to support myself. I started selling drugs, robbing banks, but was never caught. I knew how to get what I wanted when I wanted it on my own and have been doing that since I was 12 years old.

No one knows who I am. All they know is that I'm dangerous and a woman. I snap out of my thoughts and decided to go take a shower and go outside to face the streets of Gotham City.
After I'm done showering I put on my Black Victoria Secret lace under wear with some black leggings, black ankle high boots, a tight grayish tank-crop top and a deep black leather jacket, I then put my hair in a messy bun and add some black mascara with some cinnamon lip balm. I don't like lipstick/lipgloss they feel sticky and uncomfortable. Then take out my half-backpack and add my 3 favorite knifes which are colored Teal ,Red , and Gold. Then my most prized possession my gun she's a beauty pastel violet with crystals that form to make a broken heart. I add her in the back pack along with some amo (you never know)

Ok so this may have never popped into your head but yes I have piercings and tattoos on the back of my neck is a shattered heart that's bloody red, on my leg there is humongous wolf that's fierce and on my arms are simple words such as broken,insane,mentally needed, and emotionless. As for my piercings I have one of my ears full of earrings a belly button piercing and a nose piercing.

Right now I'm walking into a bar because it's 9:00pm. Yes I know the "Prince of crime" awakens from his slumber and I shouldn't be out right now but bitch does it look like I give a fuck. I could care less about him or costume freak who has his own signal for when there is trouble after all every one in Gotham worships him. I'm drinking a coke right now scrolling through my phone but then all of a sudden the news is on on the tv screen behind the counter talking about the one and only Joker robbing another jewelry store. I chuckle to myself hating his presence get up and I'm out on my way to the exit before I hear some whistles from a group of men at a table I flicked them off and was out the door.

                   Authors Note •••••
Ok guys I know this was super short and stuff and didn't have anything with the Joker at all (well a little bit) but I just wanted to explain how Scar became Scar since day one thanks for reading bu-bye!😘