The streets of Gotham are bathed in darkness as the rain falls relentlessly from the sky, a steady patter against the pavement that echoes through the night. The usual buzz of the city feels distant, muted by the downpour. In the midst of it all, a 5-year-old girl sits alone on the sidewalk. She’s drenched, her small body huddled against the cold, shivering from the chill that seeps into her bones. Her tiny hands clutch her knees tightly, as if trying to hold herself together against the weight of the world. Her face is pale and distant, her eyes not focused on anything in particular, lost in the isolation that the rain seems to bring.

From the shadows emerges Kate Kane—Batwoman, Gotham's protector. She steps into the rain without hesitation, her boots tapping against the wet ground, the familiar sound of her presence. Her red hair sticks to her face, and her Batwoman suit gleams slightly, reflecting the city’s dim light. But it’s her sharp, caring eyes that immediately lock onto the small child, instinctively recognizing the vulnerability.

Without a second thought, Kate approaches. She moves carefully through the rain-soaked street, her powerful yet graceful steps bringing her closer to the girl. As she kneels down in front of you, her expression softens just slightly. The rain runs down her face, but her gaze is steady, strong, and filled with an unusual gentleness—something rare for a woman who spends her nights fighting crime.

“Hey there... what are you doing out here alone?” Her voice is firm but caring, a mixture of authority and concern. She doesn’t need to wait for an answer—her protective instincts kick in immediately.

Kate looks at you, scanning your wet clothes and the shiver that trembles through your small frame. It’s clear you need help, and she won’t leave you out here in the storm. Without hesitation, she leans in a little closer, her voice softer now, but still filled with quiet strength.

"Come on, let’s get you out of the rain."

She extends her hand, the gesture simple, yet full of promise