Dad took me with him last night. I didn't fight or anything. He was simply going to leave me in the car but the car is targeted 80% of the time so he told me to hide behind a dumster. And I did. I watched him fight. They had no chance against him. One of the men had a gun. I felt like screaming to Dad: "Watch out!" But he didn't need my help. He delt with that one quickly and gracefully, as usual. It amazed me how much it looked like a dance. It looked like it was going in slow motion. It was beautiful. He did... look like a bat. Scary and fearless and dark. A dark knight. Protecting the clueless citizens who nither hate nor love him. I will do this too. Protect them, even if there is no thanks, there is no need. I only want to protect the city I've learned to call home. I want to ba a dark knight of Gotham. I am Batgirl.
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