Shadowcat-96

The bell rang, the door opened, "Trick or treat?!" Jonathan watched in disgust as the plump woman in the door way laughed and handed over handfuls of candy, how had Jervis dragged him into this? He watched as the Mad Hatter accepted the candy and beamed at the complements on his costume, how convincing it looked, how he got the hair just right and how he looked just like the real Mad Hatter, blah blah blah. The door closed and Jervis walked back down the path to his friend, who had been waiting at the gate. "Isn't this fun?" he grinned. Jonathan did not reply. "Oh stop sulking, I know you are, under that sack of yours, I can hear you, sulking

A tall and slender figure slipped through the shadows without a sound. His movements where not down to a natural grace, but thanks to years of practice and the strictest self-control. Following him was a female figure, shorter, as women tend to be, but moving with a similar grace. She had not been practising for years, but was naturally light footed. All this grace and control allowed them to slip through the darkness in silence. The only traces they would have ever been here was that the chemical store of this laboratory would be empty and any guards on duty would be found dead, with a look of hysterical terror forever fixed onto their cold

Louis sat at his desk, reading a novel that had appealed to him at the time of choosing it and was enjoying the quiet solitude that came with being the only person in detention. Louis, having the appearance of a twenty-ish man had decided to learn new things about the new world by going to a college. He forgotten to hand in an important essay, and had earned himself a detention because of it. The time was meant to be used writing the essay, but since the paper lay completed on the desk, the dark haired vampire was using the remaining time to amuse himself and immerse himself into the novel. I, completely unaware of his thoughts and background

That man had a problem about him for weeks. He would spit and curse whenever he came on the news and rip his picture out of the paper. For no reason at all, he seemed to hate the Riddler. Edward first noticed the guy in a coffee shop he visited the shop regularly, one of the girls that worked there was rather sweet on him, he went there just to make her blush... anyway, enough about her. He'd noticed the guy, Simon, his name badge said, when he heard the sound of ripping paper from the other side of the quiet shop. He had dismissed it the first time, it was not uncommon to rip out an article or puzzle, then leave the rest of the paper when y

The doors of the Gotham National Bank flew open. In marched five men. The tallest of which threw down a small object into the crowded room in front of him. A greyish fog filled the air., followed by screams of terror as the toxin took hold. Another shorter man entered, he wore a large hat and a gas mask. The six men made there way to the vaults at the back of the bank completely unhindered by the fear gas in the air. Scarecrow led the group behind him where four goons, which where kept from turning into gibbering wrecks by the mad hatter's mind control, the hatter himself brought up the rear. While Jervis instructed the goons to fill the sa

Richard looked in the mirror and frowned, then grabbed a comb. He spent a few moments trying to tame the unruly black locks, then decided against it, and settled on a spikier style. He looked in the mirror again. Better. He was looking forward to tonight, it wasn't often Robin got a night off. But tonight was special. He had a date. He walked down the main stairs into the hall, and was about to leave... when a large hand landed on his shoulder. "Where you going?" Richard looked up at Bruce. He had hoped to sneak out without Bruce seeing him. "Would you believe 'To the shop to get cheese'?" He asked hopefully. The taller man raised a p