Commission from Wayne Manor

When I was 17 years old, the director handed me my first contract - to secretly protect a rich young man who was looking for death all over the world. The client was his butler. I looked at the photos of the protected person and employer and the huge commission fee on the file, and I was curious: Aren't the client and the protected person usually having a father-son relationship in such tasks? The implication was that he suspected that this boy had impure blood. The director looked at me coldly and said: His parents were killed when he was 8 years old, just like you. Oh. Because of this "fate" that my parents died, I worked diligently with Wayne for more than a year, and even almost froze to death in the snow in the Himalayas. Later, he pulled me out of the snow, which was very embarrassing. What I didn't know was that that time he saw the tattoo on my back: Lux In Tenebris Later, Wayne returned to Gotham alive, and my mission was over. I'm officially the Chichimora of Rum Ruska. Three years later, the dance troupe went on tour in Gotham, and Wayne, who was recognized as a beautiful loser in Gotham, hired the entire troupe of girls to accompany them overseas. When the girls encouraged him to express their love by jumping into the sea, he laughed and climbed over the railing and smashed into the sea like a stone. I:? Seriously? I jumped down amidst the exclamations of my companions and swam after him for several kilometers. When I almost died of exhaustion, a private plane emerged from the clouds and took him away. Me: ... A waste of my feelings. In another three years, senior brother Wick killed the High Table Council for a dog, and was chased by the High Table like a dog. The director was punished and abdicated for providing him with protection, and Rum Ruska's relics were missing. Whoever can find and retrieve the relic will become the new Mother. I got word that the Saint was missing in Gotham and was ready to retrieve it. Just as I was crushing the owls' throats with my pointe-shoed feet, a real "kikimora" broke in through the window and kicked me several miles away. I knew who he was immediately. Tsk… I stuffed the holy object into my chest, got up and jumped out of the window and ran away. I forgot to mention that my costume for today's performance was very revealing, and I was sure that no one who saw my tattoo would be alive, so I didn't do anything to cover it up. Tsk x2 He chases, I flee. There is no way I can't escape! +++Bruce's perspective version+++ During those years when I was traveling abroad, I don't know when, suddenly there was a "tail" behind me. After several twists and turns, I always found myself in the worst places with the worst environment and could not get rid of it. I roughly guessed his purpose, and in order to reassure the housekeeper, I let him go. It wasn't until I dug him out of the Himalayan snow that I realized it was "she" and not "him". She looked very small, not yet an adult. It's hard to imagine that this could have been Alfred's idea. In order to help her warm up as quickly as possible, I could only remove her soaked clothes. I saw the tattoo on her back: Lux In Tenebris - Light in the Dark. I told her that the commission was over, and asked her to stop following me and live a life like a normal girl, and then left. When I recognized the tattoo again, the tattoo's mistress had just broken the throat bones of a room full of claws and owls. I can't believe that the original "bodyguard" turned into a "killer". I regret it, I regret that I left too hastily. I should bring her back to Gotham and let her grow up under my supervision. When I captured her as Batman and wanted to give her a new choice and a new identity, she smiled and said: Dear Bruce, although I miss our past very much, I was a shark when I was 8 years old. I don't want you to put me in Arkham. At that time, I could never have imagined that if I let her go this time, when I met her again, she would have become Rum Ruska's "Mother". +++++Perspective of ordinary citizens of Gotham++++++++ The shadow of the Court of Owls has shrouded Gotham for hundreds of years. One day, the owls suddenly disappeared, and a mysterious group calling themselves "Kikimora" occupied the ecological niche of the Court of Owls. Their leader is a very young woman. They called her "Mother". Gotham's political and business circles, black and white, are ready to move, and they all want to pay homage to this new mountain. Mother said: Whoever brings Gotham's sweetheart to her bed first will be the one she sees first. All the kidnappers: ... Why didn't you find this rich idiot so difficult to catch before? ! =========Reading Guide============ 1. The timeline serves the plot, OOC, you are right. 2. The third person of the text. 3. The heroine has no superpowers, but is full of martial virtue. The force value is a growth type, and it is not a numerical monster at the beginning. 4. There will be a few (liang) bloody plots, because the author is a local dog and likes bloody plots, but overall it is a light-hearted story. It mainly combines the second-generation movie background and a moderate amount of comic background. It's a combination of "John Wick" and "Ballet Killer", and maybe some others, such as "Day of the Jackal" and so on. 5. The copywriting may be fine-tuned later. 6. Think of adding more. Purpose: Looking for light in the darkness