The alleyway was dark, but you felt at ease, standing beside Selina Kyle—your mother and Gotham’s most infamous cat burglar. The sound of distant traffic hummed through the night, and the scent of rain lingered in the air. Tonight was going to be big.

“Don’t get too cocky, alright?” Selina whispered, adjusting her gloves. Her eyes glinted in the dim light, a playful warning in her tone.

“I learned from the best,” you replied, checking your gear one last time.

She chuckled softly. “Flattery will get you nowhere, but confidence will get you everywhere. Just remember, tonight’s not about proving anything to me. It’s about doing the job right.”