━ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒.
❛ she set the world on fire and called it rain ❜
in which the younger sister of the
valeska twins is put up for adoption,
later being taken in by james gordon
and barbara kean, only to move to
a dreadful city where...
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❝ and so the broken angel shrugged, silent ❞
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THE SMILE THAT was on her face yesterday didn't last for long. Skylar - like every night - had a nightmare about Bruce. He had spit insults in her face, calling her pathetic and weak and saying that she was stupid for thinking that he'd ever be her friend. When the nightmare ended, she had dissolved into fits of tears. Her parents were dead asleep so there was no one to comfort her. It wouldn't have mattered anyway.
After that moment, Skylar decided not to visit Bruce for the book because she believed the nightmare. She believed every single nightmare she had. They weren't made from her insecurities, they were made from the truth. Skylar would never be friends with Bruce; she would never have any friends.
It was like Jim knew she had a rough night somehow which was why he brought her to the station. Jim had hoped that Skylar would feel at least a tad better. His daughter seemed to love going to work with him, even if it was dangerous. But it was a way to get her mind off of things she wanted to forget. However, Skylar had many things she wanted to forget. She'd never forget them though.
Gotham was the home of strange crimes. The one that Skylar was taken to with her dad was no different. Someone had been tied to a weather balloon, sending them high in the air. No one seemed to care really. He must have been a bad guy then. Harvey didn't look all too happy to see Skylar with them. But Jim had defended her, saying that it was his idea.
While Jim searched the cart, Skylar stood nearby, silently watching. Her father stood, going over to Havey and his daughter. "Cart was loaded with bricks for ballast." Jim put a hand on his hips. "So, Ronald Danzer cheats half of Gotham out of their savings, but before he can stand trial, an unknown man clips him to a balloon? No body? We calling this a murder?"
Skylar shrugged. "That guy just sentenced him to death basically."
Harvey was one of the people who didn't care. This guy was a cheat. In her mind, it seemed dark, but the karma caught up with Danzer. He paid the price. "Call it a public service. Danzer was a bum. He got what he deserved. I'm gonna go get a Danish. It's what I deserve."
The older man walked away leaving Jim and Skylar. Her dad had his thinking face on and she already knew what he was thinking. It didn't take much thought. "No, dad, please. I'll be fine."
"I don't know Skylar." He looked at her with his authoritative expression. "It's dangerous out here."
She crossed her arms over her chest with a pointed glare. "Well, you already brought me out here. You can't take me home now."
