A/N: Hey everyone! I've decided to post the first chapter on SUNDAY night because to set up the new story takes time and I want to make sure I'm not late for my first class on Monday(I know, I'm such a nerd lol) This is it! The last(at least I think it is) story involving Tori and the rest! I'm so excited and I hope you are too! As I mentioned before, this takes place SIX years in the future. I'll post the ages of everyone in the next chapter. College has been great and I don't think it will interfere with my periodic posting. And I am well ahead of myself chapter wise (I'm on chapter 11!) Without further ado here's the chapter!

And in honor of the new story as I usually do. I will be posting TWO chapters(second chapter will be up Monday morning!)

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Chapter: 1

Tori sprinted across the rooftops of Gotham, the night cloudy and starless. Though she normally didn't get tired thanks to her enhanced endurance and agility due to the Electrum drug which made her a Talon through resurrection, she was very sick of chasing her prey through the city. she stopped at the edge of the current building she was on and searched the street below. Her eagle eyes, as her second cousin Dick Grayson or Nightwing when on patrol called her very clear eyesight—also a gift from the Electrum, saw everything below. The people wandering the streets, trying to get inside. News of the Arkham breakout was just reaching the civilians and while the vigilantes of the city were already on the move trying to locate the escapees, they were sort of underhanded at the moment.

Her eyes didn't see what she was looking for. Tori let out a growl, she couldn't help it. She didn't understand how they could outmaneuver her. She was an assassin, trained by the Court of Owls and Batman. She had survived many things, including the numerous Talons sent from the Court to kill her for desertion, yet one Arkham prisoner managed to slip through her fingers,

"I don't understand," Tori said, putting a hand to the comm in her ear, "He's a giant scaly reptilian. How can I miss him? I'm usually better at this,"

"Maybe it's because of your total incompetence?" Damian snapped into her ear,

"Ouch, that hurts," Tori said, "Maybe I'll give your class a pop quiz tomorrow,"

"Ha! Point for the teacher," Tim snickered next,

"Guys, I don't mean to be a spoil-spurt, but could we focus at the matter at hand?" Barbara stated, "Killer Croc, Two-face and Scarecrow are out. We need to find them before they hatch some evil plan or eat people,"

"And I'm on it, but I still don't understand why I'm the only one looking for Killer Croc. I mean, for a giant beast he moves pretty fast,"

"Maybe because you're the only one who won't get killed facing him?"

"Well, dismemberment might kill you, but we don't actually know that for sure," Tim reminded them,

"And I hope we don't find out," Bruce stated, "Did you check the sewers?" Tori groaned,

"But I don't wanna," she almost whined, "They're disgusting, and there might be Talons down there,"

"True. They're extra pissy since you kicked them out of their old base," Stephanie added over the comm,

"What are you still doing up?" Tim asked, "Why are you even on the computers! You're supposed to be on bed rest!"

"I got bored," Stephanie said simply. Tori could almost see her shrugging, "I convinced Alfred to take a break. I mean he broke a hip only two months ago, he should not be climbing up so many stairs so many times,"

"Tori check the sewers," Bruce commanded,

"But—,"

"Do it," he said before turning off his comm,

"Have fun teach," Damian snapped before turning off his own comm,

"It's so weird that your his teacher this year," Tim stated, "Oh, I found Two-Face. Gotta go quiet," he turned off the comm as well,

"Is Dick not out tonight?" Stephanie asked,

"No, he's on kid duty," Barbara stated. After their first child was born, they knew they would still want to patrol Gotham and help in anyway they could. But they also didn't want their kid to wake up to two tired parents and be forced upon babysitter after babysitter so they compromised. They switched who would go out for the night and who would stay in. Jonathan, who was now six, knew who they were and what they did at night, but James, was only two and had no idea,

"I kind of feel bad for him. Your kid won't sit still," Tori said, "The last time I babysat Jon kept climbing on everything!"

"He's like his daddy," Barbara agreed, "Bruce found Scarecrow, I gotta go," Tori sighed and turned her attention to the street below, and the sewage entrance,

"I hate tonight so much. Jason's not home till three, I have to go to school tomorrow because I was an idiot and decided to be a teacher and on top of that my suit's going to smell like shit. Does this guy have any idea how hard it is to get the sewage smell out of a suit like this?" she grumbled as she leapt down and into the street, ignoring the honking of the car that nearly ran her over. She crouched down and pulled the covering off,

"Wow, someone's complaining a lot," Steph said, "And they say pregnant women are emotional,"

"I'm not emotional Steph, I am tired and annoyed,"

"Those are emotions,"

"Steph!"

"I'm the pregnant one. Not you! Jesus, you can actually go out and do things. I'm stuck in—," Tori didn't hear the rest of what she said. She'd pulled the comm out of her ear and crushed it like it were an annoying bug and dropped down into the sewers. She knew it was rude. She didn't care. They didn't understand, and they just rubbed it in her face without even meaning to. Tori shook her head. It doesn't matter. She had work to do. Closing her eyes she listened into the darkness of the sewers. She could hear the dripping of water, muted drops hitting the gunky water that was the sewage and a scuff—ever so light on the concrete sides of the tunnels followed by a sound of something whistling through the air. Tori spun, dodging whatever was just shot at her and turned to look at the perpetrator.

Nothing was there. Perplexed Tori took a silent step towards where the projectile came from. Still nothing. Shrugging Tori moved to where she'd just been standing and picked up what had been shot at her. It was a dart. Strange,

"Not really your MO," she said into the darkness, "Talons don't really do projectiles other than throwing knives," she hoped they would come out so she'd at least know where they were. But nothing moved. Maybe it was a trap, maybe it was something else. Tori would worry about it later. She needed to catch that crocodile. Tori listened again and she heard loud stomps coming her way. Maybe speaking out loud in an echo-y cavern wasn't such a good idea Tori realized as a clawed hand punched through the stone wall between her and the other side of the tunnels below and grabbed her by the throat. Killer Croc pulled her through the bricks, destroying the wall as he did so and tossed her into the next one over. He roared in her face, forcing her hood to fall back as he swiped for her head with his clawed hands. Tori rolled away and tried to grab his tail, but he spun around, pulling it with him and out of her reach. He swiped again, forcing Tori to jump back against another wall as he yet again tried to grab her around the middle. Tori darted to the side, hoping that his giant fist would get stuck in the concrete wall.

It did. Smirking Tori used his arm like a balance beam and kicked him in the face. She flipped over him as soon as she reached his shoulder, grabbing him around the neck as she did so using all the force she had to slam him into the ground. Sewage water rained everywhere, causing Tori's sensitive nose to flare by the smell which made her gag slightly. The flooring below the water cracked from the force of his head being thrown into it. Tori stepped back, admiring her handy work, when suddenly Killer Croc's tail swiped her feet out from under her. She landed heavily, her head clacking against the ground as the tail wrapped around her foot and she was suddenly dangling upside down in front of the mutant creature,

"Croc wants his munchies," he growled as he threw her through the air again,

"Uh-oh," Tori muttered, curling herself into a ball as she slammed through another brick structure. Tori sat in the pile of rubble dazed as Croc stomped towards her. The street above shuddered worryingly. Gritting her teeth she jackknifed to her feet just as he swiped at her. Killer Croc got her good, blood spurted as he sliced open her side. Tori, annoyed by the hit just grabbed his arm. Another upside to being a Talon, no pain. While that was a gift and a curse, it also damned most Talons because it was the reason the Owls of the Court of Owls—the leaders the Talons take orders from—created The Serum, which killed Talons in an excruciatingly painful way. It was near irreversible if not given the cure, created by Tori's trainer Danbury's son. Danbury and Hadrian gave Tori and the rest of the vigilantes the cure in case Tori ever faced a Talon who got the better of her. Danbury, despite still being allied with the Court, guided Tori and helped her when she needed it.

On top of the no pain, injuries healed quickly, so Tori paid no mind to the blood still gushing. She tightened her grip on Killer Croc's arm and swung him around like a discus annnnd right into another brick structure. There was a loud crack from above and the street caved in above them. A car didn't stop in time and plowed right into Killer Croc, efficiently knocking him out.

Tori sprinted over to the car and grabbed the handle, yanking the door open…accidentally pulling it off the car,

"Oh…whoops. Is everyone okay?" she asked as screeches of tires and horns echoed loudly above,

"Yeah—but what the hell did we hit?" the man asked, wide-eyed,

"A bad guy," Tori said, "You really helped me out. Great work,"

"Talon?" a voice stated from above. Tori turned and saw Batman, and Damian dressed as RedBird, the new persona he'd taken after he'd become too old for Robin,

"Um…maybe having Killer Croc and I duke it out in the sewers wasn't such a good idea," Tori said, grinning embarrassed,

"Clearly," Bruce stated dryly, "Both Scarecrow and Two-Face have been apprehended," he told Tori as she jumped up to street level,

"We're getting faster," she observed,

"More like they're getting older," Damian stated, smirking,

"It's late—,"

"—early," Tori corrected,

"—head back in. I'm going to talk to Jim. And Tori…stop breaking comm units,"

"Sorry," Tori muttered before turning and following Damian up to the rooftops. Once she reached it she felt a prick in her neck. Stumbling to a stop she frowned and pulled out a small, needle thin dart. She waited, wondering if she'd feel any affects of something smeared on the end, but nothing. Most poisons and tranquilizers didn't work on her…but occasionally there was one that did. Biting her lip she put it into a pouch on her suit, she'd investigate later,

"Are you coming?" Damian called from where he stood a building across from hers. Tori glanced around the area, eyeing shadows and the buildings surrounding them. Either the perpetrator was better at blending into the shadows than Tori and most of the Bats were…or they moved from their spot the moment they realized the dart wouldn't work,

"What are you looking for?" Damian demanded,

"Nothing." Tori said, she put a hand to the pouch with the dart in it. She'd look into it later.

A/N: Hope you liked that first chapter, and yes I know there were some confusing things that was said/happened in this chapter but all will be revealed in chapter two and throughout the story!

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