Alejandro stood on a rooftop as it rained over Gotham, a big psychotic grin plastered on his face. Now that he wasn't doing jobs for criminals, he was doing them for himself. Of course he didn't want to risk his identity being shown to the public but he wanted to be respected, to have power that was rightfully his. No matter, it would be his in no time. Deep down, he felt an immense pain for his sister who he killed for this transition. It wasn't his fault… that she was so weak. That's what he told himself at least. "I'll do this for you, hermana" He said quietly to himself before leaving an origami bunny where he stood before leaving. "Let's have some fun." He smirked.