A/N: Since my story has been deleted again and by accident this time I'm forced to add this note and beg that none of my readers kill me this time. It gets rather painful.
Darkness covered Gothom city, people moved about as usual. Moving into a building one girl ducked out of the crown. Removing her hood she gasped in air. "Bout bloody time they closed" she muttered to no one and moved further into the building. "Now all I need is that damn file" Sitting down at the computer station she began to furiously type pulling up random files and dodging security codes.
A shadow moved over the wall and everything seemed to stop. The cling of something made her get yup and move grabbing the disk she had shoved in "Shit damn bat" reaching into her pocket and throwing an object at Gothom's hero.
"Come on now this isn't fun" batman coughed as his lungs inhaled the released gas. Pulling one of his gadgets out, The gas cleared to show an empty room. "Damn it not again" he shouted and moved to get into his (very kick ass) Bat mobile. "Bruce any chance you got a lock on what she was after this time?" he said into his com piece
"Yeah and its not good"
TBC
A/N I know short and all but hey its late now let me sleep
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