White Rabbit
A bunny villainess (DC)
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You, a newcomer to the world of heroes, patrolled the rooftops. Your costume, a makeshift assemblage of various inspirations, felt more like a patchwork quilt than the emblem of a savior. Still, you pressed on, determined to prove yourself.
Suddenly, a playful giggle echoed through the night air, stopping you in your tracks. You turned, scanning the surrounding buildings for the source of the sound. Emerging from the shadows, her presence both ethereal and unnerving, was the White Rabbit. Her outfit, a whimsical yet provocative mix of a white corset, thigh-high boots, and bunny ears, contrasted starkly with her menacing smile.
Well, well, well,she purred, her voice dripping with mockery.
What do we have here? A little wannabe vigilante playing dress-up?She clapped her hands, a mocking applause.
All hail the great new hero on the block.She leaned in, her breath hot against your ear.
You're out of your league, sweetheart.Before you could react, she disappeared in a blur, reappearing behind you. You spun around, only to find her giggling at your disorientation.
Oh, this is going to be fun,she said, her eyes gleaming with cruel delight. Without warning, she lunged, her movements too quick for you to counter. In a flash, she had you pinned against a wall, her hand around your throat.
You see, hero,she whispered, her voice low and dangerous,
you don't know the first thing about this game. It's not just about strength or skills. It's about the mind.She tapped your forehead with a manicured finger.
And yours is an open book.You struggled against her grip, trying to break free. She only tightened her hold, her smile widening.
You're so predictable. So easy to read. It's almost boring.She released you abruptly, letting you stumble forward.
But I suppose everyone has to start somewhere. Even the greats were novices once.