*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*
My name is (Y/N) Kyle, daughter of Selina Kyle A.K.A Catwoman. My mother tried her best to keep me from her dangerous life style, to protect me but her blood ran through my veins as did my fathers, a bounty hunter who had been killed before my birth, and that blood drove me to the wild side.
I winced as I once again pricked myself with the needle I was using to sew my costume, after cutting the thread I held the costume in front of me to observe it. I grinned proudly, perfect. Putting the costume on I did myself a once over in the mirror.
It was much like my mother's though less revealing, mum was currently getting ready to go on another heist but before she could leave I stopped her. She turned to me eyes widening at the sight of my costume "what do you think?" I asked "darling I-" "I know what you're going to say mother, I love you and all but I need to do this! It's who I am".
She gave a deep sigh and nodded "then you're going to need these" in her hands were gloves, gloves with metal claws sewn onto the finger tips. I grinned and took them pulling them over my hands, I had a two pistols strapped to my thight just in case.
My mother had taught me how to shoot when I was younger, though I'm only thirteen it's a useful thing to know. My mother pulled the window open and stepped out climbing onto the fire escape, with a hand gesture she ushered me out. I shut the window behind me and we made our way to the roof tops.
Jumping and swinging across using my mother's whip we eventually made it to the museum. This heist would be a big one but my mother wanted me to start of with a big bang. If I couldn't handle this then I wouldn't be able to handle any of her other 'missions'.
My mother lifted the vent cover and climbed in, silently I followed. We crawled in the metal vents slowly knowing that going fast would make a noise. Mother stopped suddenly and pulled open the opening below her, peaking her head out she looked around before dropping down.