TutuNerd

A Batman Fan Fiction Disclaimer: I own nothing. Rated G (K) It’s raining. The water runs down the sides of my cowl, dripping from the black chiseled surface. It cascades across my shoulders and rolls my cape. The cape is made from watertight material so I’m completely dry. I can barely feel the drops through the armor. Rain in Gotham is a beautiful thing. It’s cleansing. It washes away some of the filth that Gotham city is so famous for. All the would-be wrong doers are forced to take cover from the natural onslaught of water. It drives everyone from his or her usual nighttime haunts. Everyone, that is, but me. The stea