Chapter 1: Welcome to Gotham

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"T.T I want cookie".

My nephew was holding his arms out to me when I looked behind my seat towards him. He was smiling as a 2 year old usually does. I smiled back at him and handed him a oatmeal and chocolate chip cookie to him.

"Hey! That's his fifth fuckin' cookie Mercy he doesnt need more" my sister Lillian spoke from the driver's seat.

"McDonald's doesn't constitute as dinner, Lilli." I spoke softly. She grinned and I gave Jack one last cookie.

"You know... dad would have told me to let him have a cookie too. " she spoke softly. I sighed.

She smiled weakly and touched my shoulder as if to have it there for endearment. As we drove down the highway, we saw a sign determining that we had almost arrived.

"Well.. here we are." My sister said. My nephew bounced in his seat with utter enjoyment and a clear lack of understanding what was going on. Poor tyke didn't know the dark and gruesome city we were entering was that of what one wouldnt want nor typically desire to grow up in.

"Welcome to Gotham. " i declared proudly.

Home of the crime, Batman..and the Joker.

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