Batgirl felt great, in fact she felt better than great. She was soaring to new heights, and she was loving the feeling. Batman was suddenly a nobody, the press only wanted Batgirl. Not that she was in it for the fame, it was just incredibly fun to march up to Batman and 'accidentally' drop a copy of the days newspaper which just happened to have a Batgirl related headline on and watch his face.

And damn could Batman make some funny faces, especially considering he only had half a face with his mask on.

Batgirl sat in the garage and paused her work briefly to look up at her 'trophy wall', where Batman's mask and utility belt hung proudly.

Batman must be so proud of me, and so, so disappointed in himself.

She chuckled to herself as she continued her work, if she could just get the weight and power ratio right she would have a device capable of destroying the Batmobile, by breaking apart it defences in one shot.

Not that I'd ever use it, unless it oh…I don't know, accidentally went off.

She grinned at the thought of destroying Batman's oh so precious Batmobile, the guy lived for his car.

Typical rich boy, cares more about his car then me.

She heard a rapping on the garage door and cursed to herself, throwing the device into a box and flipping a switch on the side of the wall, then carefully pulled of the gloves she was wearing before throwing them under the table as the walls slid backwards. In there place were the old garage walls, pale green in colour and covered in stains.

"Hey pops" Barbara called quickly ripping off her mask and throwing it into the corner as her father walked in, thankfully she wasn't wearing the hole Batsuit, just the mask in case of unexpected callers.

"Hey Barbs, you alright?" Her father asked her and she nodded with a small smile before rubbing her 'oily' hands on a dirty rag.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" She asked him throwing a screwdriver onto the table top with all her tools.

"You spend all your time in here Barbs, I worry" He told her sitting on the table carefully, Barbara wanted to point out that he was currently sat on the remains of a nuclear reactor but then decided against it.

It's safe, nothing nuclear left. He'll be fine…I think.

"You don't need to worry pops, I'm perfectly fine in here, tinkering with my-" Her father shot her a look "-your bike" She corrected herself.

Even if I do use it more than you, and for a good reason.

"I'm always gonna worry Barbs, I'm a parent, it's part of the job description" He told her and she smiled at him, he gave her a smile back before turning and leaving.

"I know pops, and it kills me to think that one day, I might not come home" She muttered to herself, she truly dreaded the day Batman would have to tell her father that she was Batgirl, and that she had died saving Gotham.

Not that that's going to happen any time soon.

Pushing all dark thoughts from her mind she decided she would make a trip to the Batcave, she needed some more detailed schematics of the Batmobile in order to complete her…project.

"Batman wont mind…much" She chuckled before changing into her costume and climbing onto the Batbike, before she turned and sped out of the garage and towards Wayne manor.

Batgirl sped into the Batcave and parked her bike in it's allocated spot and swung her leg off and looked over at the Bat-computer, Batman was staring intently at the screen.

"Hey Bats! What're you doing?" She called sauntering over to the screen and sitting on a keyboard without caring about the scramble of letters that formed on the screen as she did so.

"Working" He told her stiffly and she glanced up at the screen and grinned.

He's still trying to crack my override code? Poor guy must have a lot of free time.

She shook her head and turned, and almost bumped into someone.

"Who the-" She started to ask but the small person tried to punch her in the face, Batgirl raised an eyebrow before stepping to the side and pushing the person forwards with their own weight.

She stared at him.

"Who's the pixie?" She demanded and he glared at her after regaining his balance.

"I was going to ask the same question" He growled at her and she scoffed.

"You were about to call me a pixie? I'm bigger than you kid, so if I'm a pixie" She leaned in towards him "what the hell are you?"

The small child glared at her and she took in his general appearance.

He was wearing a all in one suit, with red chest armour and black legs, he also had a cape which was black from the back, but yellow on the inside. His yellow utility belt was bulky and thick, and he had gloves but no sleeves.

In Batgirl's opinion? He looked like a walking target.

"I'm Robin, Batman's sidekick" He told her glaring, he was wearing a mask, and had black hair. Batgirl already knew who he was.

"Whatever pipsqueak, I'm Batgirl, his partner" She told him, making sure to emphasise the word.

"Not from what I've heard" He retorted and she shrugged her shoulder lazily before turning to the computer and tapping in what she wanted.

"Hey, you can't use that!" Robin whined and Batgirl gave a frustrated sigh, before turning to him with a small smile.

"Batcave voice activation code, Fiddlesticks" She smirked, and several long wires shot up from the floor of the Batcave, wrapping themselves around Robin, then hoisting him into the air.

"HEY!" He yelled, but before he could get anything else out, another wire wrapped itself around his mouth, silencing the boy.

"Robin, or should I call you Dick? As in Grayson?" She watched his eyes widen and grinned.

"Yeah, thought so. Your what? Twelve? I'm not only older than you, but, not to sound pig headed. Better than you. You've been working with the bat for a grand total of a week, I've been working with him for four months, so in other words, stay out of my way pipsqueak" She growled at him before grabbing the files she had printed from the computer and walking over to her bike, and driving away.

Batman turned for the first time since Batgirl had arrived and looked up at Robin, who was still hanging around ten feet in the air.

"I told you so"

Hey peeps!

That's right! I'm back! (Though I wasn't gone for long) and so is Batgirl! Tada! This is the first chappy, and this fic is going to be a lot more depressed, as it has a lot of character building for Batgirl, and as we all know every superhero has to have one time in their lives when nothing goes right. This is that time, and it's going to get dark, really dark. Read and review!

Tulip out.