For: dontforgetmelondon ❤️

Imagine....
You hid in your bedroom, covering your ears, still hearing the muffled screams coming from outside your door. You wanted to move so bad just to see what was happening. But your father forbid you from leaving your room. His only explanation for this madness was that a group of men were coming. Nothing else.

You slowly uncovered your ears, sighing. Your father works with the man that everyone seems to just love. Well... not everyone. Galavan... You personally couldn't stand him. But your father said everything would work out. He got in deep with Galavan, double crossing him, so he told your father either he helped with his plans, or his family will be killed.

"No! Please don't! Please..." You suddenly hear gun shots as you jumped, covering your mouth. Oh no... You jumped up from the ground, slowly opening the door, seeing a group of men standing around your father. They all parted, revealing a man, his gun pointed out, smiling a tad. You couldn't look away. That's Victor Zsasz. Gotham's best hit man. You instantly ran towards them, one of the men catching you by the waist.

"Not so fast kid." You pulled against his arms, kicking his legs as Victor looked up at you, a serious look on his face. 

"Listen beautiful, your daddy here, works for the wrong one. So, I'm just doing my job." He looked back at your dad, putting his finger on the trigger, making you huff. You instantly sprung into action, biting the mans arm, him instantly letting you go.

"You little bitch!" You glared at him, whirling around, facing Victor. You slowly walked towards him, roughly grabbing his hand, surprising him. He jerked back, a challenging smile on his face.

"You little dare devil you..." You gave him the same smile, jerking his arm again.

"I've had practice. You know, if such things like this occur." He looked at the men, then your dad, his finger still on the trigger.

"Your daughter here is a pretty impressive young woman. You should be proud." I looked at his hand, instantly jerking it again, sending the gun flying, making him twist his head. You both looked at the gun, instantly running for it. Victor landed on the ground, about to grab it, when you straddled him, grabbing the gun just in time. He looked up at you, surprise in his eyes, seeing the gun pointed at him. You smiled a little.

"Not fast enough Mr. Zsasz. And here I thought you were so good at this." He just smiled a tad, instantly grabbing your hips, pinning you to the ground, taking the gun.

"How about now..?" You looked up at him, not moving. He slightly smirked, slowly getting off of you, taking your hand. He slowly brought you off the ground, looking at you, putting his gun away.

"Alright boys, let's go!" Your eyes widened in surprise, looking at him.  He's not going to do anything?? You looked down at your dad, seeing him breathe a sigh of relief, getting up. But you looked back, seeing Victor staring at you.

"You know.. you're pretty good. You'd be a great asset..." You gently smiled. It was pretty fun.

"Thank you Mr. Zsasz. Maybe someday." He nodded, keeping his eyes trained on you, shooing the men away as they instantly scurried away, making you laugh.

"You got them terrified." He smiled a little.

"So, what's your name?" Your dad got up, giving you a look. You just shrugged.

"(Y/N)." Victor shook his head, smiling a little.

"I'll remember that." He turned around, disappearing into the darkness of the house. You heard the muffled sound of the front door closing, staring into the darkness. You slightly grinned. That was pretty fun...