Chapter 3

I rented a hotel room, and while I was taking a shower, I realized that this was my life. I was now a girl, a pretty one sure, though that might make things worse for me. I am now living in a fictional universe that I assume to be Gotham, but who knows what else is going to happen.

WHATEVER!!!!

I don't care if I am a girl now, or a thief, or lonely. I am alive, and that's more than the Waynes can say. My old life does not matter anymore. I am Cat, and I am a thief.

I'm not going to be Catwoman though. With all the ways to grow powerful, why would I remain weak and a simple romantic lead for Bruce? Screw that! I am going to become a fucking god and rule Gotham, no America, no the world!

But first, I need to sleep. Just let me make sure the door is locked fully. Oh, the bolt is gone. Just gonna move this here wooden chair to the door.