It is a clear, cool night in Station Square. The moon is bright, full and hanging high in the sky. The city is quiet and in a state of sleep. A gem museum is being closely watched by a mysterious figure, hanging upside down in the nearby trees.

"Ah, yes. There it is," a cool feminine voice whispered to her self as she examined a large diamond through the museum window with a pair of binoculars. "Soon, you'll be mine."

She hung the binoculars on a nearby branch and jumped into the air, her long black wings guiding her towards a museum window. She clung to the outside wall easily and with little, her eyes searching the shadows for any sign of life. Quietly, she pulled a small glasscutter her backpack and slowly but carefully began cutting the glass along the edges of the windowpane. She slipped the cutter back into her backpack and proceeded to remove the glass.

She raised her left hand to about an inch away from the top of the pane, her right hand sitting at the bottom of the pane. Using her index and middle fingers, she gave the bottom of the pane a quick shove, holding her breath. The top of the pane fell into her left hand and she sighed, gripping the top and bottom of the pane tightly and slowly pulling it out of the frame. Holding the pane, she pushed her self away from the wall and let herself down to the ground. She placed the pane gently against the museum wall, jumped into the air and flew into the window, landing quietly and gracefully on the floor inside.

She stood up and searched the room. The walls were made of a kind of expensive stone and the floors were covered in dark marble. She stood in a long hallway that connected together various rooms filled with a wide variety of expensive jewels. Her gaze fell on the room before her. At first glance, the room seemed empty, a clear path leading to her destination. She knew different, however. She slipped a small device out of her backpack and clipped it to the fur under her left ear. Pulling a green lens out from the device, she looked through it and saw the seemingly empty room was full of mobile security lasers.

She smiled and watched the lasers carefully, then jumped through an opening and started weaving between them as she made her way across the room. She came close to slipping a few times, but quickly found her balance again. She couldn't afford to stop or fall, lest she set off one of the alarms and blow her cover. As she moved, she watched for an opening by the doorway to the next room. She slipped through the last few lasers into the doorway, tumbling to break her fall. She stood up and turned her gaze back to the laser room for a moment, smirking victoriously. She had now reached her destination, the giant diamond resting inside a glass dome in the center of the room. The green lens revealed several lasers pointing at the diamond from all directions.

Reaching into her backpack, she pulled out a case containing several small mirrors. One at a time, she positioned each mirror so most of the lasers would point away from the diamond. Attaching a suction cup to the dome, she cut around it with her glasscutter and pulled off a large chunk of the dome, then placed it on the floor. Reaching inside, she grabbed the diamond with both hands and slowly pulled it out. Gripping the diamond tightly, she turned and ran. As she jumped, her wings spread open and carried her into the air. She flew through the laser room, setting off the alarm, and out the window through which she entered. She looked back at the museum for a brief moment, the sound of police sirens approaching in the distance. With a satisfied smile on her face, Rouge the Bat flew off into the night.