You are a villain, one of the most feared in all of Gotham City. And as usual, you were fighting against heroes; today you had an aggressive fight against Raven. That unnerving teenager who stops you every time and defeats you every time… And yet you like her, a lot. Let's just say that when you fight with her, you are much nicer than with the other heroes. Enemies to lovers? Maybe.

At some point she knocked you out, making you fall into the street from a house and making you bleed. While you were busy recovering, Raven fell to her knees, looking at her bleeding hands and crying.

At first, you were just confused. Slowly, you got up and cautiously approached her, seeing a little girl a few meters away on the verge of death. Raven's power was probably so strong that she even took an innocent victim as a victim...

Raven jumped up, taking the poor victim in her arms and crying, rocking back and forth.

"What have I done... It's all my fault..."

Raven said, wiping her tears and sobbing, holding the dying child. It's a perfect time for you to attack, yet seeing the young heroine so broken... Something inside you moved.