Underworld Café

Welcome to the underworld café

Entering a world to replace another has never been an easy task. It could be said that this is what happened, or, that as in any story, a character begins spontaneously with everything already created. This happened to three individuals recently. One moment they were in their rooms, and the next they were living in Gotham. It was harsh, arriving and realizing you lost many people. Of course, money always consoles you, superpowers, and some of your dreams of the previous world coming true. Yet, missing family? It still was a concept that can be a slight downer.

It's been a year since these three individuals landed. The youngest of the three was Dawn Lucas who was one of the richest people in this world. In third place against Bruce Wayne and Lex Luthor. It had been hard for her to get used to her new memories. She still coincided with her real life like being locked up in a psychiatric ward, in this case, Arkham. At age twenty-one, she had lost her family, experienced the death of an ex-boyfriend, had various properties, and lived in the building where her cosplay-library cafe "The Underworld" existed.

Then there was her boyfriend, Charles Miller, commissioner Gordon's apprentice, with no family in this world. Perhaps that was why he was a detective at twenty-four. Then again, it also could be because this was Gotham and many things go under the radar. The cafe was under his name, yet, it was financed by Dawn.

And lastly, was Gwen Chandler, who kept waking up late to get the register. Gwen still had living relatives in this world. She was the daughter of the Mayor, which enabled her to have political powers. She was the one whose past was only harsh due to broken hearts and willingness to be a vigilante. You could say, kind of like Barbara Gordon, but the comparison always made you earn a slap. Being rich and all had its advantages, yet, it was still hard to pass under the radar when everything was so focused on you. Hence why she decided to work at her friend's café.

"Sunshine, why are you late again?" asked her boss, Dawn, looking back at her.

"Forgot my alarm again!" the dirty blonde laughed nervously at the brunette.

"Sis, you really need to stop forgetting, that's my job. Now, go to the register. Or I will seriously have to lock down the place for you not to go chase after more villains that bring you late to work" stated Dawn, putting down her book and shaking her head. They might be as close as sisters, and even share attitude traits, but sometimes being a boss had to be put forward.

"Calm your tits hun! It won't happen again" a lie, and they both knew it. "So, who do I have to be today?"

"Today is magical girl theme, take your pick" Only one worker disobeyed the rules, but that was ok for them. She was way too shy. Dawn, being the same, understood. "By the way, it's almost twelve"

Gwen blushed deeply and grinned excitedly, running away to change causing Dawn to chuckle at her honey-eyed friend. Twelve o'clock, the hour when Dick Grayson came in to have his regular meal and visit the twenty-three-year-old Gwen. A honey blonde worker, the only one without a cosplay brought a tray to Dawn, her hair in a messy updo with a butterfly clip, barely keeping the strands of hair away.

"Here you are Dawn" Said the young woman with a smile. "Do you think she will make it on time today?"

"I don't know Jane, but at least she gets to see him and make his jaw drop" answered Dawn laughing slightly at the thought. "Though I am more worried about you. Your lover hasn't been around in a while"

"She's busy..." both understood the excuse, Dawn only frowned slightly but said nothing. "But, I know she will come back...She is Hades, I am Persephone. No matter the distance, no matter the time, we will see each other in the underworld"

"Right, I believe you, just, tell me if you need anything. Even if you want to move on, you know we will happily help you find another lover" said Dawn earning a nod from the girl. Jane left her once she noticed clients going up the stairs to look at the books and request their orders. An hour passed by, and Dawn was by now barely half into her chai frappe down, when of course Jane let out a small nostalgic smile. There in plain sight was a young well-built figure with an average height, piercing blue eyes and a cunning grin on his face. Dawn was never sure how she felt about him. On the one hand, he was her best friend's boyfriend. On the other, he was as much a playboy as his adoptive father and she didn't want her dear sister to end up broken-hearted.