I pounded my hand against the barrier that kept me trapped.

Mirror Master walked up to the mirror and gloated, "Ha, pound all you want Batgirl, but you will be trapped in the mirror dimension forever."

It was all so melodramatic, but I supposed that was what I got for leaping without looking. I just hated how he gloated about my stupid mistake. Well, I would soon see if I could change his mind. Let's see how he reacts when Batman and Robin drop in and give him a serious class five bat whooping. I reached for my Bat-phone, but came up with empty air. I looked into the room and saw that it was on the floor on the other side of the barrier. It must have slipped off my belt during the scuffle. Man, sometimes I hated how stupid I could be. I should have called for back up before the fight and now I didn't have a chance.

It was all because I rushed in without thinking. I saw the Mirror Master as I walked to school. He was slipping into a building recently closed for demolition. What could he have been doing there? I slipped into my Batgirl outfit and crept inside. However, I had my mind on other more important things (Mainly that Ivan had asked me out on a date the day before). My mind distracted by romantic thoughts, I accidently set off the alarm. Instantly, I was surrounded by creepy mirrors that distorted my image. The mirrors started firing at me. I dodged the laser bolts.

It was all so easy. Training sessions with the a grumpy bat would be harder. I leapt over the last mirror and came face to face with the Mirror Master.

"Batgirl," he said angrily, "You've destroyed all my mirrors."

"Sorry, I'm not exactly in love with my reflection."

"No matter," he said and then he grabbed a gun from his belt and started firing glass shards at me.

I bobbed and weaved and dodged and flipped until I had a clear shot. I threw a bat-a-rang at him, knocking the gun out of his hand. I ran up to him, ready to knock the reflection out of him. I leaped about to kick him in the face when he grabbed my leg and threw me towards a mirror. I was preparing myself mentally for the feel of glass shards digging into my back and arms when I passed through the mirror safely. I jumped up and tried to run out of the mirror, but only succeeded in knocking my self back.

It was all so stupid. I was trapped.