Prologue
Yeah I know I do a lot of prologues, but this one is very important for you to find out what drives Trickster to scare people.
A shout-out to: Oncer-at-Heart. Rock on!!
~Ems~
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(At the Wayne family manor)
(10:30 pm, Raining)
Bruce Wayne called the rest of the Wayne 'herd' into the TV room.
The Grayson family was the first ones in the room. The adults toke seats on the couches while Clare plopped down on a beanbag chair. Her sister Rosie sat on Clare's lap and begged her to braid her long black hair.
Then came Jason Todd. He saw the two girls on the floor and ran over. He lifted Rosie in one arm while doing the same with Clare in his other arm. Both girls squealed. Jason sat the girls back down on the floor and went to sit by the other adults.
After Jason, the Drakes came in, Brittney and Sam literately skidded into the room. They were followed by their parents, May and Tim. They walked and sat down on the couch.
The last group to enter were the Davis. Ember and Zoey sat down gracefully on the couch. Dezray and Steve sat on the floor with their cousins, of a sort.
"Alfred, its starting soon and hurry up with the popcorn", Lucy Grayson shouted as she cuddled close to her husband, Dick Grayson.
The butler, Alfred, soon entered the room with the required item and sat on the couch with the adults.
"You heard it right, folks. Mrs. Lucy Hazel Ricks Grayson is alive. All her husband and children had to say was this:"
'Mr. Grayson, how do you feel about your wife being alive after 13 years of everyone thinking she was dead'
'All I have to say is thank you to Gotham's newest heroes, Nightingale, Redbird, Zenith, Blaze, and Sunlight'
"There you have it folks, the Grayson family is once again a happy family. In a bit of unrelated news, the superhero, Luna, has returned to Gotham. If you are watching this, Luna, Thank You", The reporter spoke from the TV's speakers.
As the Wayne family watched the news, across town, in a small graveyard, a young woman with a mane of orange hair, looked at the headstones in front of her.
One read:
Mary "Lu" Hunter Wilson
A loving sister, daughter, and mother.
She will be greatly missed, but she will live in the heart of her daughter, Beatrix May Wilson.
The other said:
Jason "Jas" Mark Wilson
A loving big brother, son, and father
May he rest in peace and forever live in the heart of his daughter, Beatrix May Wilson.
As she reread the inscription over and over again, she thought about Beatrix Wilson.
She leaded froward and laid a daisy on each grave and whispered something to the graves.
"I'll make you proud, Mom and Dad", She said turning back for one last look at the graveyard, then vanished into a nearby alleyway.
A few minutes later, Trickster hopped from roof-top to roof-top, her orange hair creating a flaming halo around her head.
The wet rain comforted the Trickster as she watch the city streets for crime.
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There is a large hint about why Trickster does what she does to criminals.
I hope you got it.
~Ems~
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