A Raccoon City Bat-Kid’s Guide to Living in Gotham

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Please pay special attention to these warnings: [Still no CP, family-focused, happy endings for everyone, lots of bad jokes and OOC dark humor. This story does feature Damian x Tim as a couple, so please avoid it if that's not your thing!!! No need to tell me if you drop the story. Peace and love.]

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Madeline, seventeen, an utterly unremarkable DSO member and a former test subject in Raccoon City. Her greatest talent at the moment is shortening the lifespan of the living and helping zombies cosplay as Louis XVI.

Just as the Tyrant slammed her hard against a wall, she climbed the stairs and answered a phone call.

Leon told her,

There was news about her biological father. He was in Gotham.

So Madeline set out.

She never expected to run into Bane's prison break on her very first day in Gotham.

When Bane hurled her against a wall, she felt an oddly familiar sense of kinship.

The wall crumbled. Madeline was fine.

She dusted herself off, stood up, and pulled an RPG out of her backpack.

Madeline understood completely.

This Bane was Gotham's "Tyrant." She didn't know if he was worth 120 million dollars, but she decided to clear this obstacle anyway.

Because Madeline doesn't like playing stealthily.

At that critical moment,

A dark figure stopped her.

Madeline's hand shook, and the RPG hit the recently escaped Joker nearby.

The dark figure: ...

Madeline: ...

"Don't you think it's amazing?"

Jason gestured excitedly.

"She didn't have a single bag on her, but right in front of me she pulled out a machine gun, a rifle, a submachine gun, and even a Magnum! Oh, and she's got an RPG too!"

How could any of that possibly make sense?!

And why did she always want to crawl into every hole she came across, smash every box she saw, and rummage around wherever she went, with all sorts of strange things always chasing after her?!

"Well, I'm a friendly, enthusiastic resident of Raccoon City."

Madeline said matter-of-factly.

Theme: Never give up or abandon hope. Find hope even in the worst of situations.