I had this idea for a fanfic when the first TDKR trailer came out and after seeing the movie I decided to start writing it. Please excuse some bad grammar, I'm not a native English speaker. Enjoy and please review!

Gotham wasn't like she had imagined it, at all. When Scarlett had arrived in the city of the infamous Batman she expected to find everything she ever wanted here, not a neighborhood full of filthy homes which was driven by a corrupt force of criminals. It seemed quite the opposite of what the brochure of Gotham University had promised.

Scarlett had come to Gotham in an attempt to escape her former life. Life on the countryside was not thrilling enough for her, she wanted adventure, she wanted to become something, make something of herself. While browsing on the internet she found the site of Gotham University and found it was almost perfect for her. It had always been her dream to study history and Gotham offered excellent courses.

The apartment was cramped and dusty. It took a while for the lights to come on and it took ages for the water to get to a bearable temperature. Not to mention that the walls were almost rotting because of a leakage in the upper floor. Scarlett made a mental note to inform her landlord about that. It wasn't healthy living in a damp apartment, but she had no idea how to fix it.

She had furnished her apartment with the cheapest furniture she could find. None of the pieces actually matched, but it looked quite cozy. The kitchen was almost falling apart, but it was nothing Scarlett could not fix. The bathroom was equipped with a simple shower, sink and toilet and was in pretty good shape, nothing to be done there.

Even though the apartment looked rather good, it was hard living on a tight budget. Scarlett's parents hadn't supported her in her choice of university and course. They believed she was better suited to be a doctor or an attorney. 'Everyone needs a doctor or a lawyer, no one needs a historian' her father had said when she announced her decision to study history. Even though there was some truth in what her father had said, Scarlett believed that you should do what you love doing, in her case that was not listening to people complaining about a cold, but that was learning about histories of countries she had always dreamed of visiting.

Priority number one was getting some food in her stomach. Scarlett's apartment was in the Narrows, not the best neighborhood to live in. Luckily there was a small grocery store just around the corner, and Scarlett came to find it had all the basics she needed, bread, orange juice and even her favorite brand of peanut butter.

After she ate a healthy portion of bread, it was time for priority number two, getting a job. Scarlett had noticed at the grocery store she had only a few dollar bills left in her wallet. She was prepared to do almost any kind of work, cleaning, construction work, as long as it paid some money. The one problem though, she did not have a lot of experience, frankly she didn't had any experience.

Scarlett had spend most of her life helping on her parents' farm, hardly having any time to study let alone getting a part time job. But now she had to pay for her own education and her own food, which proved to be a lot more costly than she had thought.

The following morning Scarlett decided to check out some of the job offers she saw hanging on a window at the grocery store. She ate just one slice of bread, saving the rest for later. However the offers in the grocery store were a dead end. She needed experience for every single vacancy there was.

Next stop was Downtown Gotham, hoping to find more luck there. Scarlett took the free railway running above the city. She thought the concept of this was wonderful, it made the city look very contemporary.

There was so much difference between downtown and the Narrows, in fact it was almost the complete opposite. Where the Narrows felt somewhat like a modern slum, downtown Gotham felt like a modern paradise. Scarlett could only dream of a television right now, and here they covered whole sides of buildings, broadcasting mainly the local news channel.

After some walking and asking people for directions Scarlett finally found the job centre. It was situated in a building almost twice the size of the grocery store. She hoped she would be more successful here.

Scarlett quickly scanned some of the offers, again they all required some sort of experience. 'Excuse me' she asked politely at shop assistant. 'I have a hard time finding the right job for me' she started once she got the attention of the shop assistant. 'I have little experience you see.' The shop assistant nodded understanding. 'I might just have the thing for you.'

She followed the shop assistant inside his office. He sat down behind his desk and nodded that Scarlett could sit down. It was a lovely office, with family pictures gracing the wall behind him. The shop assistant seemed to have found what he was looking for and printed it for Scarlett. 'Here' he handed Scarlett a paper with a smile.

'Maid?' she asked in disbelief. She had no problem with working as a maid, she rather did this than working in construction or some sort, but why wasn't this advert up with the others? Her eyes scanned the page one more time, but it didn't mention a name. 'For who will I be working for?' The shop assistant grinned, 'Bruce Wayne' he told her.