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" so my only interest is showing this princess that I am the queen and my reign will be endless ! " 

      Selina's revenge started slow. She didn't want Bruce to immediately know it was her, even though he was trying to look for her. She hid out, her dark mind consuming her as she wondered what she could destroy first.

      The Wayne Company was all Bruce had left from his parents. It was only right that she rip it away from him, slowly so he wouldn't know what hit him.

      She manipulated and blackmailed multiple lawyers to trick Bruce into signing his pretty little company away. All to her. It would take him no more than a week to find out the truth. And in that week, her revenge would be done.

      Next off her list...someone who made Bruce some very nice weapons and was just too smart to live.

      Lucius Fox needed to go.

      It was easy, really. Perhaps too easy. A clean bullet to the back of the head. He was in the records room in the GCPD when Selina got him, no sound made due to the silencer on her gun. And she left just like that, giggling quietly under her breath as she wondered how long it'd take the detectives to realize that Foxy hasn't left the records room in ages.

      And then, there was Detective James Gordon. Oh Jimmy...Bruce saw him as one of his father figures. So for that, he had to die too.

      She waited a few days before ambushing Jim. And boy, was it harder than with Lucius. She could understand why so many who had tried to kill him failed. But Selina wasn't going to lose. She wasn't. After multiple stabs to the chest and throat, Jim Gordon was gone. And the thieving murderess went home with faint bruises and a cut above her left eyebrow, but a wide grin on her face.

      With each kill, Selina felt alive. Feeling the warm blood coating her face was just so beautiful. So freeing.

      She had killed before, but it was to protect herself. Hell, she even killed for Bruce. But, it didn't matter anymore. Because now she was killing because of him. He would know soon. And her revenge would be complete.

      Of course, Selina knew who to go for next. Alfred Pennyworth. The butler Bruce loves so much. The one she called the British Terminator. It was his time now.

      And today would be the day everything will fall perfectly into place.

      The curly-haired thief knew Alfred's routine in the morning. She knew it all. Bruce would be at work, about to find out what happened to his company, Silver, who had just moved in, should be in her room, and Alfred was preparing dinner.

      And Alfred just enjoyed a nice, hot cup of tea right before supper.

      He was strong, that much she knew. So she was going to have to be sneaky with him, just like she was with Lucius. And so the feline slipped inside the mansion and poisoned his tea.

      Poor bastard didn't know until it was too late.

      She had been waiting, hiding until she heard him gasping and gagging for air, falling to the ground. She walked toward him and stood over Alfred's dying body, shrugging her shoulders.

      "Yeaaaah...never forgave ya for slapping me when I was fourteen. Asshole." And with that, she crouched down and buried her silver claws into his chest, letting him bleed out. She didn't know if it was the claws or the poison that killed him, but whatever. It got the job done.