The Daily Planet was empty and dark except for a blonde-haired reporter in a red coat, at her computer. Chloe typed away at the computer, intercepting a file from LuthorCorp. "Got it!" she declared triumphantly into her Bluetooth headset as the "FILE INTERCEPTED" box popped up on her desktop. "I just intercepted the file."

"Watchtower, you did remember to delete . . ." Oliver Queen was about to ask.

"Yeah, of course I deleted any trace of it," said Chloe rather snappily, waiting for the file to burn onto her DVD. "This isn't the first time that I've done something like this, you know." She took the DVD out of her computer. "Kay, I'll see you in a few."

Suddenly, a knife came out of nowhere, nearly hitting Chloe's hand. Eyes wide with shock and fear, Chloe quickly slid the DVD into her bag and ran. "Help! Somebody's after me!" She ran for the elevator, quickly pushing the button, for it to go up. As soon as the doors opened, she dashed inside and pressed the button for the roof. The doors were about to close, but a nanosecond before they closed, another knife soared through the slit of the door and hit the wall dangerously close to Chloe's head.

"Watchtower, where are you?" Oliver's deep voice came through the headset.

"The roof," panted Chloe, rushing through the glass double doors outside. The cold wind blew through her blonde hair and she looked around frantically. "Come on, isn't this when you're supposed to swoop in and save me?"

Chloe heard movement behind her and spun around. A tall woman with short blonde hair and a black painted mask over her eyes was standing on the ledge. She was wearing a black leather bustier and jacket, black fishnet tights and black knee-high boots.

"What, no pepper spray?" She asked sarcastically. She flipped over onto the ground. "The city's a dangerous place. You should be prepared."

Chloe reached into her bag, sifting through it with her hands. "You . . . can have my wallet." She said, fingers grasping around her leather wallet, even though she had a feeling that this vigilante wanted the DVD.

"Now, you know that's not what I'm after." She reached for the knife holster around her leg and pulled out another knife. "Next time, maybe you'll think twice, before you steal what doesn't belong to you." She held the knife up threateningly.

"Finders keepers," came a deep voice from behind them. The vigilante looked up to see the Green Arrow - Thank god! Oliver! Chloe thought - standing by the spinning Daily Planet globe. He smirked slightly, taking in her appearance. "I like the look. Italian?" he said, getting out his crossbow, ready to shoot.

"Why?" she asked sarcastically. "Thinking of trading in your tights?"

He shot the crossbow and pinned her and her leather jacket to the wall with his arrow. As hard as she tried, she couldn't unpin the arrow, so she unzipped her jacket and slid out of it, leaving it stuck to the wall. As she did so, Oliver jumped down. She pulled out another knife, at the same time, Oliver got ready to shoot.

Oliver shot the arrow, and she stood there . . . seemingly screaming . . . except there was no sound at all coming from her mouth. But strangely enough, the arrow seemed to be emitting sparks and suddenly, the arrow shattered, falling to the ground, completely useless. Chloe's eyes widened at the sight; so did Oliver's.

The vigilante swung her arm around and sliced open Chloe's bag. Amidst the pile of stuff: Chloe's wallet, cell phone, iPod, and pens, she saw the DVD and grabbed it. Then she swung her leg around and connected with Chloe's shin, throwing her off balance. She then shoved her backwards, hard. Seeing as she was already off balance Chloe screamed as she was nearly thrown backwards, falling through the glass doors with a crash.

"Chloe!" Oliver shouted, about to run towards her. From where he was standing it looked pretty bad. Chloe was unconscious, lying amidst a pile of shattered glass.

Seeing as Oliver was distracted the vigilante took the time to run and do a flip jump over the ledge with a bungee cord, belaying down, leaving Oliver, rushing to the ledge, staring.

Oliver couldn't see her anymore, but didn't really care. Once he saw Chloe, lying unconscious, he forgot about the attacker, the DVD and the intercepted file they were trying to steal from Lex, and rushed to Chloe's side. "Oh my god, please be okay, Watchtower . . . please."

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