You were a villain, a mercenary actually and you had been for a long time. You lost a lot of yourself in the pain and trauma of your life but also because of your job. you LOVED fighting now it gave you that rush like it was a drug in your system. So here you were... in an underground villain bar that was also a place for fights...

You were always in there and were never beaten. It made you feel like you actually were something people could be proud of. A way for people to respect you and your title as a villain and a Merc in Gotham and you absolutely made your title known.

You had just knocked out one of your kind and were now leaning back against the cage you were in, arms crossed and no smile on your expressionless face. You just wanted the next fight so you could feel more adrenaline in your system. What you didn't know was that there was a certain few watching... Dick and Damian (Because he just HAD to come with Dick of course). It was dangerous for them to be in this underground bar but they obviously didn't care too much. They had heard about you... and wanted to come see you for themselves.

They were more in the dark and were covered to make them blend into the crowd so no one thought they were suspicious, and Dick was watching you in pure awe. He had never seen something like this before...