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Batwoman #1 by Greg Rucka, Dani and Matt Hollingsworth. Variant covers by (1) Joshua 'Sway' Swaby, (2) Stjepan Šejić and (3) Jorge Corona & Sarah Stern. Main cover (4) by Dani. Out in March 2026.

"EISNER AWARD-WINNER GREG RUCKA AND VISIONARY ARTIST DANI BRING ON THE NEXT LEVEL FOR BATWOMAN!

Batwoman. Daughter. Sister. Soldier. Hero.

But since she was 10 years old, Kate Kane has lived in the shadow of a prophecy and the machinations of a religion devoted to the end of all things. How do you fight the devil when the devil is real? And how do you win?

Acclaimed writer and co-creator of the modern Batwoman, Greg Rucka, returns to the story of Kate Kane alongside visionary artist DaNi for a DC Next Level series that will redefine Batwoman and her mission for a new generation."

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Black Hat x F! Reader

Sway 🔞

includes: Black Hat x F! Reader, minors dni

warnings: thirst for revenge, blood, gore, black hat is an asshole with the reader, bites

Come on, cheer up, (Y/N)! Everything's going to be okay!

Despite this damned, growing anxiety that's taking over you, you're trying your best to keep your cool. Indeed, the evil and heartless Black Hat has arranged to meet you at his favorite restaurant tonight after work. (Strange to schedule a business meeting in a public and crowded place like this, you think. Lord Black Hat isn't the romantic type, is he?) You've been working for him at the Black Hat Organization for over a year now! You were convinced you'd never survive in his mansion until now. You've worked tirelessly, without complaining despite the fatigue and hardships you've faced for fear of facing your boss's wrath. As he told you on your first day: "ONE mistake and it'll be the end of you!"

His menacing voice echoes in your head and makes you shiver with fear. You push that fucking thought out of your head and take a deep breath to release the stress that's still overwhelming you: you're alive, and that's the most important thing!

Before heading to the restaurant entrance, you take a handheld mirror out of your chic little black handbag to check your bun and makeup for any flaws. You wipe the slightly smudged mascara from the corner of your left eyelid with your thumb. It's a professional meeting, and everything has to be perfect!

You put away your handheld mirror and sweep the invisible dust off the skirt of your elegant black cocktail dress with a wave of your hand. You finally approach the restaurant's front door, heart pounding, and before you can grasp the gold handle, a man dressed in head-to-toe black and white pulls the door open for you and gives you a kind smile.

"Welcome to the Hat Restaurant, Mademoiselle (Y/N)! Monsieur Hat told me you were coming! I'll show you to your table! Suivez-moi je vous prie!"

"Thank you…"

You scan the place, following the restaurateur. The walls are painted crimson red and the baseboards gold. The room is illuminated by magnificent baroque chandeliers suspended from the coal-black ceiling. With the exception of the seemingly more or less human Villains, everything seems normal. One less thing to worry about.

You arrive at your table and the first thing you notice, and it surprises you, is that your boss is absent!

Anxiety grips you again. It's not like Black Hat to be late. Where is he and what could he be doing? The restaurateur has assured you that he is indeed present in this restaurant.

"Excuse me, sir. I don't want to argue, but… are you sure this is…?"

"Exactly, Mademoiselle! Don't worry! Please take a seat! I wish you a bon appétit!!" He replied in his mischievous voice before walking away from you with a confident, professional gait.

You sat down on the chair at the table and placed your purse by your feet in case some villain got the damn idea of stealing it. It's best to have your cell phone on you and contact the police in case things go wrong! You can expect anything when you're surrounded by Villains in a place you barely know!

No one seems to be paying attention to you. You've recognized some of the Villains quietly enjoying their meals and drinks not far from you: Miss Valdoom, LossTornado, and Chimera. While others a little further away are throwing their food in their neighbors' faces like schoolchildren in the cafeteria. But still no sign of Black Hat.

This is starting to annoy you a little. It's already past 10 p.m., and you still haven't eaten anything. You haven't eaten since noon because of your last mission against a problematic Hero, and your stomach is twisting painfully.

Holy fuck, Black Hat! What the hell are you doing?! I'm going to faint if this keeps up!

You scan the restaurant again, but you still don't see him! You should have asked for his phone number to reach him! (unless he doesn't have a cell phone! Since he's a supernatural creature with near-limitless powers, why would he bother with modern, insignificant crap for weak, pathetic beings like you?)

Your stomach growls, and you place a firm hand on it to calm it. In vain. You look around your table for a menu card, but none are there.

Is this some fucking joke or what? Did they forget to put their menu cards down, or are they trying to stop me from eating?!

You're about to get up from your chair to ask someone if they can lend you their menu card…

"Are you nervous, dear?"

Your heart skips a beat when you recognize your boss's voice. You don't know whether to be anxious or relieved. His presence only makes you more anxious than you already are, but now that he's FINALLY here, you can talk business first… and eat! Not a moment too soon!

As always, he wears his trademark top hat with a red ribbon on his head and a monocle over his left eye, but his outfit is slightly different from his usual attire: he's wearing a white shirt and a black bow tie, mouse-gray gloves, and a black tailcoat that matches his black pants and shoes.

"No… No, sir, I'm fine. Thanks!" Liar!

Black Hat settles quietly into his chair without taking his eyes off you. God damn! Despite a year spent working for this vile scoundrel, you're still just as uncomfortable when he's in front of you. Your heart pounds wildly in your chest, and your stomach twists even more. You grab the fabric of your dress and squeeze it tightly in your hands to keep from shaking. You try hard to maintain eye contact with your employer and display a confident smile, even though it's forced. You feel your lips tremble with fear.

“Please excuse me for being late, Miss (Y/N). I had urgent business to attend to. Do you understand?”

“I understand, sir.”

“Good,” he purrs ominously as he clasps his gloved hands together on the table.

You mimic his gesture, trying to keep the trembling in your arms and hands under control and ignore the fierce ache in your stomach. Unfortunately, self-control is far from your strong suit. You can’t help but look away from your evil boss. His visible eye pierces your soul, and his predatory grin makes your skin crawl even more. Black Hat lets out a mocking snort, amused by your pathetic attempt to hide your discomfort. How adorable.

“What’s wrong, my dear? You look paler than usual?” he asks, his tone mockingly concerned.

“I’m fine, I assure you!” You reply, your voice quavering.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, sir. It’s just… I’m cold, that’s all.”

“Hmm…”

Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands rest on your bare shoulders, making you jump. The hands are black, as black as night. The fingers are as thin and bony as an old witch’s. You whip your head around to see the owner of those hands, but there’s no one there. Your brain screams to run, but fear paralyzes you.

“Relax, (Y/N).” It sounds more like an order than a request.

The hands of darkness began to gently massage your shoulders, much to your amazement. Their touch was cold but gentle. You let out a small moan as the hands slowly slid up your bare arms and caressed them from bottom to top, sending delicious shivers down your spine. Little by little, you felt your body relax.

"Are you feeling better, my dear?"

"Yes, sir."

"Very well." A satisfied smile crosses his face.

However, the fact that Black Hat is concerned about your well-being concerns you. Why is he acting like this? It's unlike him. There's something fishy going on, it's obvious!

"However, you're upset. Aren't you?"

Fuck! Did he read your thoughts? Your body instantly freezes, your heart hammers in your chest again, and beads of sweat trickle down your forehead and down your chin.

"You're probably wondering why I'm concerned about your well-being? The answer is simple: It's because lately, you've shown me that you have what it takes to become a competent and ruthless Villainess. I must admit, I didn't expect such results from you during your last mission, especially against an opponent like GoldHeart!" Honestly, I thought you and those three pathetic earthworms would fail and that I would have to go and sort this out personally, but you, my dear, have shown a tenacity that I would describe as... surprising. You have potential, and it would be a shame to lose this precious asset. Do you understand?"

Holy shit! This is the last thing you expected from him! Your boss complimented you! Actually, it was partly thanks to Doctor Flug. You became friends with this clumsy, shy paper bag scientist during your workdays. He gave you valuable advice on how to survive at Hat Manor, and during your perilous missions, you followed his plans to the letter, although sometimes things didn't go exactly as the doctor had predicted. But in the end, the four of you were able to come through brilliantly in battles against the Heroes thanks to your unsuspected skills.

I'd better not forget to thank Flug for his help once I get back to the manor! You think, blushing. This shows that working at Hat Manor also has its advantages.

"However…" Black Hat continues, bringing you back to reality. You still have some progress to make… Especially in your attitude! Try to correct this in the future if you want to stay alive."

You should have known better... it would have been too good to be true. You wipe your sweaty face with a paper napkin that was placed on the table.

"Yes, sir! I promise not to disappoint you!" you assert, your voice more confident than you'd hoped.

"I hope so."

The dark hands finish massaging your shoulders before dematerializing behind you (you almost regret it because it brought you some comfort, in a way).

Just then, a waiter arrives at your table with a tray laden with a plate hidden by a silver lid and a filled wine glass, and places them one by one on the table a few meters away.

"Bon appétit, madame!"

"Thank you!"

Finally!

You lift the lid and place it next to your plate to reveal what looks like... soup? A questioning look crosses your face. It's a color that's the least usual for soup. Is it gazpacho? No. It's not that color. There are also some sort of meatballs floating on your plate. Beef? Or maybe roast? This intrigues you. You grab your spoon that was placed on the right side of the plate to taste this intriguing soup. You bring the spoonful of soup to your lips and... it's cold but not bad. You chew your meat slowly before swallowing.The taste of the latter seems foreign to you, however. You couldn't guess what meat it was.

You now decide to taste the drink you've been served. You're no expert on the subject, but the wine also has an unusual color: it's a slightly lighter red. You bring your glass to your nose to smell it and you can see that the drink does indeed smell of red wine. You swirl your glass to mix the drink and bring it back to your nostrils to smell the aromas. You've never drunk alcohol before, but this evening offers you that opportunity… You take a small sip, letting the liquid settle on your palate. It's at once sour, fruity, and… there's something else you couldn't quite place.

Your evil boss is watching your reaction closely. He has a hideous grimace on his face, and it embarrasses you. He must find you ridiculous!

A few awkward seconds pass, and Black Hat is the first to speak again.

"Tell me, (Y/N). If you agreed to work for me... It's not just to earn your miserable living. Is it?" There was a hint of malice in his voice.

You swallow. How did he guess? You hadn't told anyone... except at Flug. Could it be that Flug told him?

"Yes... You admit it shyly. There's another reason..."

"What is it, my dear?"

You suspected he already knew the reason, but you answered him anyway.

“It’s because there’s someone who hurt me in the past… and all I want… is revenge on them! That bitch… (Your voice chokes and tears of sadness roll down your cheeks)… pretended to be nice to me for 5 years. Like an idiot, I thought we could be friends, but she's been making fun of me all this time… I needed help and… the day I discovered the existence of your Organization… I immediately understood that I had to call on you in addition to finding myself a job. (You grab your sweat-dampened towel to wipe your wet cheeks and eyes.) And I'll make sure I become her worst nightmare!"

Black Hat's terrifying grin intensifies, revealing his greenish fangs and black gums in the process. He appreciates the fact that you're being honest with him. Your distress, your determination, and your thirst for revenge are terribly delicious. However…

"That won't be necessary…"

"What do you mean?" you ask, bewildered.

He didn't answer. He just stared at your plate.

You realized with horror what he was getting at.

Your eyes widened. Your hand, still holding the spoon, became clammy, and the cutlery slipped out of it and fell to the floor.

In reality, you had eaten your ex friend's organs and drunk her blood. You felt nauseous and immediately raised your napkin to your mouth.

Black Hat let out a thunderous, cruel laugh. Your reaction was truly priceless.

All the other Villains fell silent, giving way to an uncomfortable silence. They stared at you, especially you. Yet, that was the least of your worries.

You glared at this morbid bastard. Is that why he was so late? Had he murdered and gutted that bitch behind your back and ordered the cooks to concoct this gruesome dish especially for you?! Why did he take on this traitor for you?

"I thought you'd like it," he announces in a mock-disappointed tone.

Your nausea increases, as does your trembling. You're going to throw up... in front of everyone! In front of your boss!

The expression of the horrific Evil Lord changed instantly. His gaze chilled your blood: His yellowish eye became as black as darkness, and his teeth, as sharp as razor blades, were revealed once again. His body lengthened, and his sharp black claws sprouted from his gloved fingers. He stretched his clawed hands toward you as if about to grab you. His inhuman growls terrified you. You've seen him upset many times before... upset isn't the right word. But it's nothing compared to this. His face has never been so terrifying, so dreadful, so nightmarish before. He brought his claws close to your face, threatening you. Tears of terror streamed down your crimson cheeks.

"S̶͖̹͉̓w̴̢̫͈̙̜͈͈̫̎̐̓͗̀͐͝ȃ̴͓̤̦̟̞̒l̶͇͛́̃̇̃ļ̷̩͍̙̮̻̱̃͋̀̇͘o̷̧͕̜̲̞͝ͅw̶̢̩̭̝̳͖̦̋͆̑̄̃͘!̸̯̮̻͓́̓̊̿͊̚͝"̸̞́͒̃̕" he ordered in a demonic, authoritarian voice.

You reluctantly obeyed. The piece of your ex-friend's lung slides down your throat, and a shiver of disgust runs down your spine.

A satisfied smile spreads across Black Hat's face. You notice his body has returned to its original state. The creature snaps its fingers, and you both disappear in a cloud of black smoke.

You now find yourself in a place you can't see because of the oppressive darkness. Why did Black Hat teleport you here? What is he up to now?! And above all, where is he?

"Sir... Are you there?" you ask between sobs.

Silence...

The temperature is so low that your body is racked with shivers and chills, and you don't have a coat or blanket to keep warm. You wrap your hands around your arms to warm them. You gasp in surprise when a hand rests on your head and gently strokes your hair.

"Come on, come on, quérida. No need to cry," Black Hat whispers behind you in a terribly sweet voice. The way he calls you "quérida" tickles your stomach. He gently slides his hand from your head to your shoulder and forces you to turn towards him. His eye and fangs literally glow in the dark. My God! A strange fascination arises deep within you. Is it possible to find a creature as abominable and frightening as Black Hat so captivating? If you asked someone this question, they'd probably tell you you were fucking crazy.

He snapped you out of your thoughts by wiping your wet eyelids with his gloved index finger.

"Perhaps I'll soothe this unhappy soul of yours with a little dance?" He snapped his fingers again.

Hat Bots appeared a little further behind your boss in the spotlight, holding musical instruments in their metal hands, and began to play.

You recognized Sway by Michael Bublé, and Black Hat extended a hand toward you, inviting you to dance with him. You took a step back, too intimidated to accept his request.

"I'm sorry but... I don't know dan... AAAAAHH!!"

He grabs your hand and pulls you back to him to lead you into the Cha Cha Cha.

When the marimba rhythms start to play, Dance with me, make me sway. Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore. Hold me close, sway me more.

He sings as he spins you around before placing his free hand behind your back. The touch of his bony fingers makes you shiver. In time with the music, you take two slow steps and three steps. You repeat the same steps a second time before your evil boss grabs your hands. He then lifts your arms, and you turn your back to him.

Like a flower bending in the breeze, Bend with me, sway with ease

When we dance, you have a way with me, Stay with me, sway with me

Perfectly synchronized, you lower your arms and swing your hips sensually while crossing one leg in front of the other. You let your body move to the rhythm of the music.

Other dancers may be on the floor. Dear, but my eyes will see only you. Only you have that magic technique. When we sway, I go weak

You've never taken a dance class in your life, and you've never danced with a partner, yet dance has always fascinated you. As a teenager until you were 18, you never missed the show Dancing With The Stars to learn how to dance, even though you didn't have anyone to practice with. You even jotted down the judges' tips for improving your techniques for each dance style. You practiced almost every day in front of your TV screen, watching reruns. Out of passion. And clearly, your training has paid off: you dance almost like a professional. Black Hat's touch on the small of your back interrupts this pleasant memory in your mind. Your eyes meet again, and your cheeks flush as your heart pounds in your chest.

I can hear the sounds of violins. Long before it begins. Make me thrill as only you know how. Sway me smooth, sway me now

The music stops instantly, to your incomprehension. The Hat Bots have disappeared, leaving you alone again in total darkness.

Suddenly, you feel something sharp sink into your neck. A scream escapes your lips, and you mechanically cling to Black Hat's coat like a lifeline. Muffled, bestial moans can be heard inches away. You realize with nameless terror that it's your boss biting you and feeding on your blood... again. It reminds you of that famous day you first met Black Hat: On the day of your interview at the Black Hat Organization, the being hypnotized you and took the opportunity to bite your neck to taste your life essence. You want to move away, but he pulls you closer, pressing you against his massive chest without loosening his teeth on your delicate neck. You feel your strength draining away and your eyelids immediately close. The last thing you hear before you pass out is your boss's horrible voice.

"̸̥̱̑̆̐G̸̼̣̦͎̞̮͋͐͘o̵̜̝͇̎́̕̚ọ̷̏͌͑̂d̵͔̠͇̦̄́͐ ̵͎̗͖̞̑͘N̸̝̈́̐̿̏͘͘ị̴̺̟̭̈́͜g̴̦̮̫̯̓͜ẖ̷̮̗̯̺͉̾t̷̡̬̤͚͎̫̓̕͝,̷̫͂̅͂̂ ̷͉̠̝̫̩̫̅̾̄p̴͖͍̐̈̊͠ř̵̝̪̦͍i̴̬̮͂͒͑n̶̡̢̻̈́̐̈́͝c̸̘̞̠̮͉̗̉̈́͠e̸̻͈͔̔̀͝s̶̭̮̣͛͒̀̇̆a̵̡̯͐͘!̵̧̜͓̣̥̫̇̍͗ ̸̝̭̠͇̮͆͊̃M̵̰̜̤̙̗͕̒̃̉W̵͖̹̗̋́́̐̏A̷̢̭̹͍̣̥̔̿͂̓̑̚H̵̰̝̭̠̎A̸̞̤̅̇́̈H̸̼̝̍̈́̆̾͝A̶̹̰̤͋̊̅̕H̴̛͚̪͎͕̝̋̉̅͋͝A̴̧͖̜͈͍̪͗͗̾H̶̨̨͇͎̠̰͑́͝Ä̶̝́̐̐̾̎͜H̴̪̋̊A̸̗̣͛̉̋̏H̷̛̫̰̥͊̈́̾͜͝Ä̸̟́̈́̉̕͝H̶̘͍̞̉̒͐͌̾A̵̭̦͎̕͠H̶̝̩̲̣̎̊͒͜ͅA̸̜̓̐H̴͓̒͋̽̋͗Å̷̙̀̿́̄H̴͚̗͕͖͖̉̕A̶̟͔̮̳̭̕!̷̙͕͈̃̑̓̇ͅ!̶̧̮̥̝͇̭́!̵̝̝̯̾̂͋̇̕͜!̷̬̖̓͂͆͛̀̕"̸̧͙͎̜̪̂́͑

HAPPY HALLOWEEN HOES HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

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