-1Alright folks, you have to be patient with me. Im a big Batman fan, and some stuff might be flame material until the next few chapters when it all will make sense. And In the series there sometimes are flashbacks, well the is a sign of a flashback beginning or ending. This is still kinda a rough draft, but as I know, my wonderful friends want to read my latest project!

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A large storm was crossing over Gotham, thunder fighting using its lightning as a weapon. Rain pouring down from the heavens. A perfect night for our hero, because it was a perfect night for crime. And our dark hero had found his prey. In a dark ally, barely lit by the striking lightning.

It would seem that a group of brutes had found their next victim, they were trying to rob a science lab and apparently take some sort of data from an old woman. The men were about to confront a woman leaving the building, no one was there to warn the woman. The brutes had gotten some sort of darts and gun from the lab, but why they were sticking around was a mystery. But Gotham's hero was watching from the shadows.

The old woman was walking out of the lab, completely oblivious as to what was waiting for her in the dark ally she was about to travel through. She was in complete shock when she saw 4 armed men waiting. Their pistols in hand, there was a moment of complete silence, until one very tall man walked from the four.

"We know you have it, give it to us now, and no one gets hurt." his venomous voice could barely be heard over the thunder.

"What?! I don't have anything! Do you want my purse?!"

The brute rushed forward and grabbed the woman but her collar, " Give us the antidote!"

"I-I Don't have it!" the old woman's voice was quivering with fear.

It was at this time Batman appeared from the shadows, with the lighting striking behind him, a sight no criminal would wish to see. He jumped up, and landed on two of the men. One had run back to the van they had parked a few feet away, But that van wasn't going anywhere, our hero had fixed that. Now his only target was the man who held the last gun.

With shaking hands he pointed the gun, "GET AWAY!" he screamed. By this time, the old woman had made a swift escape to only hide behind a dumpster.

"Why are you robbing this lab?" he asked slowly, advancing on the scared criminal before him.

"GET AWAY" the man repeated, he started shooting, and Batman dodged it all.

Before the man had a chance to reload his weapon, Batman had already knocked it out of his hands. The man hit the ground, moaning a bit. Batman turned to see what had become of the man who had ran to the car. But before he could make out what brute had done, Batman had been shot, but not with a bullet, a dart. Our hero stumble to the wall holding his head, he fell back hitting the dumpster. Poor Batman wasn't able to move his legs or arms, he could only watch as all the men were getting up, their attention fix on him. The men began to walk towards him, and Batman couldn't move. They were getting closer and closer, two had guns, one now held a piece of pipe, and the other was ready to kick the crap out of the Batman.

Lightning struck behind the men, was this going to be the end of Gotham's hero, the caped crime fighter?!

When the lightning struck again, there stood a cloaked figure standing with the wind blowing past them, blowing the cape up, revealing the body of a teenage girl wearing baggy black cargo jeans, figureless gloves, a black tank top, and army issued boots. Her hood was up, but one could see her blue eyes glaring at the opponents in front of her. Batman could only see her back.

Soon the action had started with a bang, shots were fired and the mysterious teenage had evaded all the bullets, that had gone flying past her. She jumped up kicking one of the gunmen in the face, sending him flying back into a wall and from that kick she landed in front of the man with the pipe, who swung, the girl ducked! The lightning stuck again and she was behind him, landing a swift blow to the back of his head. He fell to the ground unconscious.

Now the two remaining men both held guns. One man was about to fire when a dagger had been thrown. Catching his shirt against the wall, he tried pulling out the dagger, but it was no use. The other man fired, she tried to evade it but was tackled from behind, the man she had kicked in the face was up and about. She hadn't seen him, but Batman had!

He had no way of warning the poor girl. He couldn't move, It was beginning to get harder to breathe for our Hero. He could feel his muscles relaxing. Batman knew he wouldn't last long. He was trying to figure out anything he could do. But it was all hopeless. When he was about to give up hope he felt a needle pierce his skin. There was the lab worker and she was injecting Batman with something.

"In a few moments you will regain movement, you have to save my Rose. I trust you, Bruce" she whispered in his ear. Batman recognized that voice! It was Helen!

But now Batman was focusing back on the battle that was raging before him. The girl was holding her side, having beaten the man who had shot her. He was laying on the ground next to one of the other men. One had the dart gun in his hand, shooting the girl before she could dodge, but she didn't seem to worried about it. She ripped it out of her arm, throwing the dart to the ground.

Her voice rang out, "You think a little prick is gonna keep me from kicking your ass? You must not be to observant!" she wasn't phased by the chemical that should be coursing through her body.

The man with the gun rushed her, with his fists and she was fighting back, hitting him in the jaw. But soon she was out of her league when the two men that were left took her on in hand to hand combat. She was knocked to the ground coughing as one of the men kicked her in the ribs. Something snapped in the girl and before he could land another kick, she had jumped up throwing him into the wall, sending debris everywhere. The other man had run away.

The cloaked girl was holding her side, ready to run after the man, but fell to the ground, out cold. Bruce tried to move his hands again and he could. He got up slowly, feeling a bit dizzy. But he knew that the girl could be dieing, and he knew in a way, he owed his life to her. He walked to her, holding his head. Batman looked back, for the old woman, but when he did, there was no sign of her. Why would she say to save Rose, call him by his real name, and then walk off!?

He shook his head, feeling the headache leave him, and by this time he thought it was alright to run to the girl. And when he did, he saw the pool of blood. Her hood was still covering her face, and Batman knelt down, wishing to see the face of the girl.

When he took the hood off, he was shocked to see in the brief light a bolt of lightning gave him, a sight he would never wish for.