The Chalk Girl

A/N: So I decided to create a The Dark Knight Rises fanfic after my brain won't stop pestering me to make one. I don't own anything from Batman or the Dark Knight trilogy. I only own my OC, Eleanor Chalk.

WARNING: Flames will not be tolerated and rating may go up in certain chapters of the story for disturbing, violent and sexual content. You have been warned.

Anyways enjoy the story! :D

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Prelude: Hope

When I was first brought out into the world, the city was under a blanket of white. Cold, white snow poured down from the clouds to my feet. They tickled my skin with a freezing sensation, but they never failed to bring a warm smile to my face.

My Mother told me that when I grew older, she would teach me how to ice skate at the rink. But for now, we settled to drinking hot chocolate and making snowmen at the front porch. My Father gave me the name "Eleanor" because to him, I was his light born from his darkest hour. Thus, he hoped that I would be able to bring the same hope to others.

I used to believe in that too. Until the day they were taken away from me. And I found myself in the company of a monster born from the city's corruption. He was cruel, pumping pain into my veins, tasting every inch of my body. He relished in my fear alone, whispering into my ear how he enjoyed making my parents suffer. How nobody could save me. By then, I knew that the man who hurt me was not human. He was a monster born from Gotham's corruption and insanity.

The blood-curdling screams of my mother being tortured etched in my mind. The monster made me watch as she convulsed, screamed and foamed in the mouth. Slipping in and out of consciousness, I watched as her head fell limp to the side, her dead eyes staring right at me.

It was the first time I lost sight of hope.

Then he came to save me. In the midst of my despair, he rose from the shadows as the Dark Knight, striking the monster down and freed me from my binds. I was cautious of him yet curious. He was a wanted man - A vigilante who murdered Harvey Dent. Why would he save me?

With his grappling hook, he held me by one arm and flew us up to the rooftop. After settling me down and informing the cops, I asked him, "Why did you save me?"

The knight stared at my bruised face, standing stoic. Turning around to face the city, his black cape flew in the wind. As the sirens blared from below, I heard my father calling me. Then the knight in black muttered…

"Its what I do to save this city."

And with that, he was gone. Gone like the wind. Staring at his fleeting form, I still remembered how beautiful the city was from above. Lights glowed and sparkled from the skyscrapers and broody buildings. The pain from before was washed away by the city's beauty. I was reborn from the power of Hope.

Eight years have passed since he disappeared. Now, the city was a winter kingdom ruled by a tyrant. After the truth of Harvey Dent was revealed, Gotham was on the verge of burning to the ground.

Even though my Saviour was no longer here, I believe he would return one day. For now, I shall be his messenger, branding Gotham with his mark to keep the flames of hope alive.

My name is Eleanor Chalk. My Saviour was the Batman. And I am his Messenger of Hope.

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