Hallo everyone and welcome to my new story. I'm introducing my new DC character, so I hope you will like her. :-) This fanfiction is going to be a series of many short chapters. Writing a long chapters can a tiring proces, and I would like to update as often as I can. So, let's get on with the story...

Chapter 1.

Two weeks ago, Blackgate Prison, 18:48

It has been a few hours since officer McBrian entered the room, and since that time, his attempts to get on with his task have been less then futile. Only God knew why his superiors got the idea that it should be him doing this interrogation when he was in this city for a mere two months only, and although they assured that this was going to be and easy job, it wasn't.

The woman in front of him didn't seem much harmless to him, now that they actually got her out of her costume. She was small in her stature, lightly buildt, with long blond hair, and a deep blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the darkness of the room. It was those eyes that mostly unnerved him. She seemed to be watching his every step, and although he already gave some unpleasant questions, she didn't seem to be nervous at all. It was more like the other way around.

"Ok, let us start again, shall we?" he said and he turned to her fully, leaning on a table she was sitting behind. She smiled. It was kind and gentle smile, one that showed pretty well that she was absolutely calm, that she wasn't afraid.

"By all means, sir." she said, still smiling. Even her voice had a soft, gentle tone, and her calm and relaxed demenour managed to spark a bit of anger in the young officer.

"Three hours ago, you were apprehended by the GCPD in the Gotham Labs. The record sais that nothing was stolen and nothing valuable has been broken." Seeing that her only answer to his words was another smile, he continued.

"Now your obviously new to Gotham, as we don't have any previous record of your criminal activity. But we do know who you are a what you do from he Central Database. What I would like to know, is to what exactly have you been doing in that laboratory."

The young woman in front of him did nothing at first, but after a minute she sighed, and slowly unfolded her legs before looking up at him.

"I'm very sorry officer, but that is really none of your business..." she said, and leaned back in her chair. "Alright." she answered, trying to cover up his growing annoyance. "You can play the tought type, if you want. It won't do you any good. I have all the time in the world."

"Actually officer, you don't."

The voice that was suddenly heard from the door, didn't belong to anyone who McBrian knew, and so he turned around to look at whoever came to disturb them, and it that moment, a small dark flew through the air and jabbed itself in his neck. He didn't even have to time to took it out before he suddenly fell to the ground, holding his head while breaking in a series of terrified scream. The woman he was interrogating stared at him for a moment, before she raised her eyes to look at the man who just stepped through the door. The next second, recognision appeared on her face, and for a little moment, fear. But then, she slowly started to smile, in an interely different way than before, for this smile clearly showed how happy she was at the moment.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise." she said, and she stood up from the chair, kicking it to the side. The figure stepped gracefully into the room and reached out to her with a hand.

"A surprise indeed, my dear. Now come along, we should not be here any longer, and there is much you and I have to talk about."

She smiled and bow her head in a respectful manor, before taking his hand, letting him lead her out of the place, stepping over the body of the dead officer. She didn't have to notice the look of pure terror on his face to know what killed him, and frankly, she didn't care. All that was important now, was her freedom.

"By all means, my new friend." she said, following him out of the room and into the night outside. "Lead the way..."