NIGHTMARE IN GOTHAM

Chapter one

Somewhere I knew that this life I lead will get better. That I will be loved once more and I will feel better one day. My name is Ali Dent and I am sixteen. I am the half sister to Harvey Dent, Gotham's white knight. He is my older brother by ten years. Now you expect me to tell you that my childhood was a good place, where I was happy and never had a problem. I never had a sad moment when I was younger, that sort of thing, right. Wrong. My childhood was what other children couldn't even begin to imagine. I have been hurt so badly. I am the broken child. Well that's what everyone calls me. I have no confidents. My life feels meaningless, maybe if you knew my story that you would know where I was coming from.

I was born on 15th April 1996 as Alice Marie Angel Dent. I was born to May Dent and my dad who I thought was then, Frank Dent. My mother had married him before I was born, I was an accident. After Harvey was born they decided that they didn't want anymore. We soon found out that I was born my mother's terrible secret. My mother never wanted me when I was little said that I was a reminder to what had happened to her. On a cold winter night my mother was raped, by a mad man. No-one knew his name and my mother kept it a secret for six years of my existence. When it came out that when everything started. Frank would hit me, telling me I deserved it and that I shouldn't have ever been born. I used to dream that that mad man would find me and care. Take me away from this terrible nightmare that was actually my life.

I was like a ghost in my own home. Mum would never talk to me. Harvey would get anything that he wanted, he would turn a blind eye to my abuse, and Frank sometimes beat me in front of my mother and Harvey. Harvey never liked it I could see it by his face. But mum and Frank laughed at my fear in my eyes. Tears that stream down my face. It was when I turned thirteen that he forced himself upon me. I was so weak and afraid. I let him take advantage of me. I let him do that to me. I never fought. It was like I wasn't really there. I would day dream whenever he would hurt me. Dream about my dad what he looked like. I always imagine him bursting through our front door and killing Frank and May and then taking me away. I knew that it would never happened. It helped to feel like it wasn't really happening. But I was just kidding myself. I would cry, let tears fall when he was finished with me. I had no-one and I knew that.

One night after he beat me. I curled up on my bed and cried. That's when I heard the door open. My heart was beating faster. Was he back to finish me off? I turned and saw Harvey. He walked towards me and sat down on my bed with me. I was shaking like mad. Was he going to hurt me to? He wrapped his arms around me and laid down. I held on so tight to his top. I had never had this. Harvey never came near me. I was always alone.

"Shh. It's ok. I'll get you out ok." I heard him say. I nodded and he got up and began to grabbed my hand. I followed him outside and he led me to the front door. He told me to run. To never come back. That if I was found Frank would probably kill me. I ran like no-one would ever stop me. I had no-where to run to. A fourteen year old running away from something terrible to be on the streets. I ran and ran and found an alley way. I sat down on the cold hard floor. Wondering when this nightmare would ever end. I just wanted to die. I wanted it all to be over. No more. No more hurting. No more crying. No more being alone. I wished I was dead. I never heard footsteps come up to me. I looked up at him. He was a tall, coloured skin. He was well build with brown eyes and a bit of facial hair. He had brown hair that was short and wore a black suit with a purple shirt. His eyes were looking down at me and he crouched down in front of me. He went to touch me and I tried to move away.

"Shh. It's ok. Pretty thing like you shouldn't be out here on her own. What's your name sweet heart?" He asked.

"Ali Dent." I said. He nodded at me, and offered me his hand. I took it. I wondered if he knew Frank or maybe Harvey seem he was Gotham's white knight.

"I'm Gambol. You can stay with me. I'll look after you sweetheart." He said as he led me out of an alley way and to a black car. I jump in after him and he drove to his home. Now you want me to tell you that he took great care of me. He gave me the life that I always wanted. Wrong. I was there to please him. Do whatever he wanted when he said it. If stepped out of line a little he would give my beating that I didn't want to move. He was worse than Frank, frank was like the beginning now I had to put up with Gambol. He even let his friends have me some night. I became worse. I hated to touched, but didn't really have a choice. I would freak out over the littlest thing. My life became that bad that I attempted to take my own life once. Gambol found me and beat me badly. He left me tied to his bed for two weeks. Barely with food or water. I had to earn them. I put up with it until I was fifteen and then one day in a meeting with the rest of the mob. We had an unexpected guest.

The Joker. This is when my life changed forever.

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