| "We fall because someone pushes us. We get up to push back." |

Gotham City, 11:37 pm.

Sirens and bullets were ringing from the streets, as criminals fought criminals and heroes fought villains, and the common man was getting caught in the crossfire.

In other words, a normal night in Gotham City.

It was the end of your shift at the convenience store your family owned today. Your family - the descendants of Italian immigrants - got reasonably wealthy through starting and running this very store, and it was now your mission to carry on the family legacy. Running it was challenging - stocking resources, getting security, fending off the occasional robber or C-list hero while waiting for Batman to show up - but it was rewarding; after all, you got to sometimes eat and drink whatever you wanted in the store for free, you were reasonably wealthy enough to enjoy the occasional summer trip to Manhattan without having to shell out small change, and your parents had enough to fund your education, pay the apartment rent, pay the occasional protection fee from the local gangsters, and all that.

Secretly, of course, you wanted to move to Manhattan. Make it big, get a successful business, and enjoy the fruits of wealth and labor. But you were too attached to Gotham - the scuffed little bodegas, the friendly neighbors, and of course, the ever-watchful shadow of Batman; the hero of Gotham, the sworn enemy of criminals and friend of the oppressed.

As you are about to get the lock, your thoughts and actions are interrupted by the sudden swing of doors opening. A woman, dressed in black and blue, came rushing in, panting and almost hiding from someone. She looks at you, and her eyes widen.

As does yours. You recognize her - Nightwing, the legendary former sidekick to Batman, now hero in her own right. Tough, brave, and beautiful, she was one of the City’s unwitting crushes - something that you also admittedly had.

She speaks in a panicking tone, her face betraying the sheer horror she’s clearly facing.

“Oh my god, I…” she begins hastily. “I’m so sorry…I just need a place to stay and hide, someone’s coming after me…”