My name is Anna Lan though I think most of the world knows me as The_Night. You see, I’m a writer…..well…..I guess more of an assistant editor for Dark Morning Comics. Basically what my job boils down to is reading the various comic books going out for publishing and checking for continuity, grammar and spelling errors. It’s not much of a job but it pays the bills, which is a good thing considering that my apartment is pretty big. Got a great deal on it. That being said, I’ve always had my ambitions of creating my own series. I’ve never been able to make one as a published comic book but I have made a name for myself as an online writer with my most popular series: The Bizarre Perils of Dark Bat.

I’ve always had a strange obsession with Superheroine Peril Stories, specifically the erotic ones. There is just something about a strong superheroine pummeling the bad guys only to be captured in some underhanded way and being at the mercy of some kind of villain. So I decided to write my own starring my OC, Dark Bat. She’s Batgirl type character. By day, she is millionaire porn star Becca Black but by night, she is the sexy daredoll known as Dark Bat. Initially, I had her fighting very basic threats, which tracked well with readers but then I started having Dark Bat get wrapped up in a bunch of more bizarre perils, then the character exploded. Now the stories are read by millions and have even been adapted into webcomics and porno movies. I may not be able to take credit for it without losing my job or make any money off the stories but it was just amazing to have a story this popular.

Anyway, it was late one Saturday Night. 10 PM I think. I was working on the latest chapter of Dark Bat. The only issue was that….I wasn’t getting anywhere. Writer’s Block is a b****. This is something I struggled with when I first started the series but I quickly figured out a way to get through it. It was a strange ritual but it was one that worked. Standing up from my computer, I went to a locked room in my apartment. After unlocking the door, I stepped in, closed the door, relocked it and turned the light on. In the room was what was basically a crime fighter’s room with various pieces of a Dark Bat outfits sitting upon various manikins. I walked up to one of them and ran my fingers over the rubber material of the costume. I was getting excited. I always loved doing this.

I stripped out of my cloths. I’ll admit that I have pretty hot body. Though my chest are pretty small, I have curves in all the right places. Something that is highlighted by my naturally curly jetblack hair. It also helped that I have big green eyes. Something guys really seem to find attractive. After admiring myself in the mirror for a bit, I went to dressing up. It started with a yellow two piece bikini. Once this was in place, I put on the top. It was basically one of those sexy batgirl costumes. You know the ones that are just a skirted tank top? I’ve always thought it looked really hot. After slipping on the top and smoothing out the material, I couldn’t help but do a little twirl. I loved the way this costume made my legs look. I put on the gloves and boots which were made of the same material as the top and up to just below my elbows and knees respectively. Next came the Dark Bat utility belt. It was just a cheap plastic thing that fit snugly on my hips. I did have a few items however. A pocket knife, handcuffs, baterrangs and a spool of wire. Why would I need all that? Well, sometimes I would roleplay. Have friends, sometimes lovers come over and pretend to capture and tie me up. These tools made the games a bit more interesting. I then grabbed my cape which was attached to a choker. The cape was also made out of the same material as the rest of costume and went down to my ankles which might seem a bit long but it was part of the character. Dark Bat was a bit of clutz and her tripping over her cape is what often led to her getting captured. It was also pretty wide so I could wrap you around my body like a cloak. It even has a hoodie in case Dark Bat Needed to blend in. At least we come to the mask. I’ll admit, it’s probably my least favorite part of the costume. It’s a cowl made from the same material as the rest of costume. It fits over my head like a swimmers cap and makes my hair pop out around my shoulders. Something else guys seem to find really attractive. I also wear a bit of black eye shadow to make my eyes pop.

Looking at the end product in the mirror, I couldn’t help but feel sexy. I did a bit of posing. I played with the cape, I shook my hips, if there was a guy in the room, I sure I would be making him hard. If he wanted this though he’d have to capture me and keep me from escaping. I started to fantasize about such an ordeal, which is generally how this happened. As I started to get the creative juices going though, the lights in the room suddenly went out. By the sound of it, the air conditioning had shut off too so the power must have gone out. Feeling my way to the door, I opened it and peeked outside. Everything was pitch black but what was really weird was how quiet everything was. Normally I would hear the neighbors going at it at this hour but everything was eerily quiet.

I pulled out my flashlight and looked around the apartment and that’s when things got a little weirder. Not only had my windows disappeared but so had the front door to my apartment. Something very strange was going on here. Taking a quick look around, I noticed that the doors to my room, balcony and pantry where still there. Why would that be? Maybe I should look inside one of them?