It was late at night. Nightwing, the new hero of Bludhaven, was on patrol. He heard a yell, a scream, and a heart stopping crunch. Vaulting over walls, sprinting across rooftops, he came to the scene of the crime.

In a dark alleyway, five people were fighting. Two more people were on the ground. Four guys, wearing black hoodies and jeans, were fighting against another person, dressed strangely. Nightwing was content to sit back and watch, while the girl, for a girl it was, fought against the thugs.

She must have been some kind of hero, wearing a mixture of dark grey, black and navy blue. She was wearing what looked like a short navy blue skirt, with black and grey striped tights and black mid shin high boots. Her grey top and long mummy like black and navy bandage like gloves reaching her top hid her arms and chest, while more black bandages were wrapped around her head, hiding her eyes, face and hair from view. Peeping out from the tops of the bandages were two navy blue ears, and reaching out from under the skirt, a long tail with a grey tip. A fox's tail.

A flurry of punches, kicks and twists later, the goons were unconscious and ready to be collected. The masked heroine leapt up, performing a triple somersault in mid-air before landing on the roof opposite Nightwing. Nightwing stayed still, hiding in the shadows as the foxy hero walked towards him. A simple split leap to span the gap between buildings and she was there.

"Well, well, Nightwing, here in my city. Have o done something wrong?" Her voice was light and lilting, slightly sarcastic and joking, as if they were old friends sharing a private joke.

"It seems you know who I am, but I don't know you." Nightwing stepped out of the shadows, matching her tone. He didn't know how she saw him, but he would at least find out who she was.

"I have many names Nightwing. Fox, Foxy, Foxtails, Night fox, Midnight Fox, the Fox Mummy, the Fox from the Streets. Feel free to pick one or make up one of your own." She was slowly walking around him, looking him up and down, and sizing him up. It was a little comical, because she would have only just reached his chin in height, and she was skinny as, from what he could see.

"Well Fox, you called this your city?" The ebony haired hero asked, turning his head slowly. He wasn't going to take any chances with this one.

"Yeah, since I've been here a lot longer than you. Anyway, I thought the Boy Wonder was a Gotham hero?" Fox asked, moving to stand in front of him, her expression hidden.

Nightwing narrowed his eyes. This was getting dangerous. "What do you mean, 'Boy Wonder'?"

The girl scoffed and tossed her head. "Don't act like you don't know. You used to be Robin, and now you've come here. You should really stagger your appearances and disappearances; otherwise somebody else might figure it out."

As she was talking, Nightwing struck. A straight fist to the head would have knocked her out, if it connected. Instead, it hit air, and Fox was gone. The black haired hero looked around, but the sudden connection of feet with his spine startled him. Thrown to the ground by the sudden hit, he twisted and lashed out, but once again encountered empty air.

A sound from behind made him turn around, and, on one of the other rooftops, was Fox. "I have to go Nightwing, but you will see me again. And I'm not trying to threaten you. I am simply trying to stop you from killing yourself. Think on that."

With that Fox disappeared, and the previous Robin quickly jumped the gap between buildings. But he wasn't fast enough, and soon, after hours with no sign of Fox, he left, going back to his apartment.

Now Richard Grayson, he thought. What if she really was trying to help him? Not that he would get himself killed, but she was a hero, at least, he though she was. Either way, she'd be a useful person to know, and if she had been there for as long as she implied she had, well then, she would know the town, its villains, and the straight cops a lot better than him. Now all that had to be done was to find her again.

Hey, Psy Koteek here! Many people have said that 'Oh, Nightwing was trained by Batman, she couldn't be faster than him!' Well, who said that Fox wasn't trained by Batman too, and, as for her speed and fighting abilities, that will all be explained.

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