~~SCARLETT~~
I made it to my small house that my parents paid for me and they say this was also a safe house in case Desmond would strike against us. I grabbed the knob and with my strength forced it open almost knocking it from its hinges catching me off guard. I shut the door slowly, locking it and I pinned my back against the door sliding down feeling my body tremble and my blood was still pumping. Looking down at my hands I could see I had no scars or bruises from when I slammed them down onto the hood of the car. Slowly I rolled up my sleeve of the arm where my mother injected me with the serum, the injection site slowly healing up before my eyes. My head was pounding while I pulled my locket from under my hoodie opening it to see my parents looking back at me. I tightened my grip feeling angry but I let no tears leak from my eyes, pushing my back to the door I stood up. I slowly walked towards the bathroom that was down the hallway, I braced my hands against the sink turning to the shower next to me. I leaned turning the knob allowing the water to run for a moment as I began to strip my body freely of my clothes and got in. My body that was consumed with bruises and cuts that I received from Desmond in order to force my mother to work faster I noticed that they seemed to vanish. About twenty minutes had passed where I turned off the water taking the towel from the rack and slipped it over my body looking up at my reflection in the mirror. I felt like I couldn't recognize myself anymore; I shook my head shutting off the bathroom light and quickly changed into my comfortable clothes. Moving towards a bare wall that stood off oddly in the house that was in my kitchen area, I pressed softly against the wall having a keypad appear. I quickly punched a few numbers into the pad before it disappeared into the wall and the wall slid open before me revealing a stairwell that headed to the basement I didn't have. I walked down the hidden stairs taking the flashlight from the side and the wall slid shut behind me. At the end of the stairs stood another door with a fingerprint scanner waiting for me. I placed my thumb on the scanner; it analyzed and granted me access into the room. On my left side there was a lab my parents normally used and on the right was more like a training area that I normally used to keep up with my training. There was a huge glass case off to the side with a mannequin with a suit that my parents were building for "army purposes" which is what they told me. There was another room near the case filled with different weapons they were making for the military too. In the middle of the room sat the supercomputer at the center of it all which they used to analyze compounds. I know it could be used for a lot more, my parents built this entire basement so they could continue doing there research in secrecy for cures to fatal diseases like AIDs and Cancer. After my father died I tried to take his place and help her with different chemical equations but so far I haven't figured anything useful yet. My mother was trying to search for a cure on Desmond's monstrous transformation but everything she has tried failed. Desmond, who was becoming impatient, took me in order to force her to spend excessive amount of hours on searching for the right compounds that will change Desmond's DNA. He wanted her to find a way to return him back to his human self but he wanted to keep his powers which complicated the formulas for my mother. I walked over towards the supercomputer typing Desmond's name into search engines allowing articles to pop up onto the screens. I saw the news was talking about Desmond's building having a small explosion and that Desmond's men had been beaten to a pulp by a guy named "Nightwing" I remembered him, he was the guy that I ran into tonight and he was trying to "help" me take down some of Desmond's men that were after me. So I pulled up a new search typing in the words "Nightwing" which I saw almost a thousand of sites, most of them were fan sites that were dedicated to him. There were some sites that had some news articles that either praised him as a hero or call him the vigilante that was not needed. I also saw that he was once the protégé of the Dark Knight himself which struck me as odd, what would take him out of Gotham City and to come here to Blüdhaven? My guess was that whatever Desmond was doing seemed to catch the attention of the Dark Knight so he must've sent his protégé to handle it since he couldn't leave Gotham unattended. He probably had other criminals keeping his attention busy from what I knew about Gotham City they were always under the threat of many different criminals. If my theory was right that the Dark Knight sent this "Nightwing" character to my City then he better stay out of my way because Desmond is mine.
~~This is what Scarlett's secret basement would look like; it resembles the Arrow Cave in the television series Arrow.~~
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BLUDHAVEN (Nightwing Fan Fic)
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