"Do you really believe you could defeat me all by yourself, little one?" His voice was deep, unwavering with a underlying mechanical tone. I snorted and frowned shifting my gun in my hand "No....LARGE ONE" I barked the wind picking up, His masked hissed at my cheek "Then why do you continue-" I cut him off "Because, I wouldn't be me if I listened to somebody. I was created to disobey. To rebel." I stated my back straightening up. He paused, considering. "Then you will be made an example of. I am Gotham's Reckoning." He talked slow, like one would with a temperamental child "Ah, But I am but an example. So people will stand and fight." I spoke strong and loud "You are the only one here I see" A scoff. "That you SEE" I grinned my blonde hair whipping around "I am Gotham's Revolution". Then, the sky was set on fire.All Rights Reserved