I'm rebooting this so please just give it a try. It's basically a look story between Batman's daughter and the Joker's daughter.

Chapter 1

"Heads up sweet cheeks," a twisted female voice called.

A teenage girl dressed in black from head to toe with a hooded cape that covered her mouth and mask rolled out of the way of the blonde girl with white face paint and dressed in purple jumped over her. She swung her leg around which the blonde girl just dodge with ease. Reaching behind her back she pulled out her metal staff. With a flick of her wrist it explained so that is was stretched out at least eight feet tall. Twirling it in her hands, she did a butterfly kick as she swung around the staff aiming at the other girls head who just did a backflip out of its way.

"You know you're horrible at this," the blonde girl laughed as she pulled out her weapon of choice which was a miniature reaper with a chain sticking out from the bottom of it.

"Come on talk. I want to hear that sexy voice of yours," the blonde girl did a spin, swing her miniature reaper around as she attempted to hit at the other girl with it.

The girl dressed in black put her staff out in front of her as the chain wrapped itself around it. The blonde girl laughed as she pulled on her weapon snatching the staff out of her hands.

"Thanks Nightingale I think I'll add this to my collection," she said smiling as she examined her prize.

The girl known to many as Nightingale growled as she pulled out nunchucks. Nightingale swung it around as she moved in a small tight circle long with the blonde girl. Without warning Nightingale charged after the other girl. Not giving the blonde girl a chance to do anything Nightingale did a flying kick knocking the blonde girl off her feet.

The blonde clown tries to get up but gets stopped when the heroine did a backflip and slammed her foot into the blonde's back. The blonde girl struggles to get out from under it but Nightingale refuses to let her up. Letting out a huff the masked girl bends down and snatches the girl up by her collar of her jacket. The black suited girl brings her up so that she and the blonde could look each other in the eye.

"What? Are you going to try and read my mind my pretty little birdie," teased the blonde.

Not that the blonde girl could see but the Nightingale was frowning. She was very much the strong silent type and never talked during assignments. Usually who ever she was fighting would give up the information right as she was done handing their asses over to them. Though this one was different. She could never do that with the homicidal female clown.

Her eyes began looking the clown up and down. Her face was painted completed white with the only color coming from the red lip stick she wore and the black paint around her eyes. She sported a purple suit jacket that revealed a lot. The only thing she seemed to be wearing under it was what looked like to be a purple bra. The clown also wore a purple shorts with fishnets leggings under them. She also had a small bag connected to her pants with held all of devilish tricks inside it. Than to complete her look she had on purple heels that stopped at her ankles.

"See something you like sexy," the girl shook her head from her thoughts when she heard the female clown's voice.

Pulling back her fist Nightingale held it there giving a silent warning to the blonde. Instead of breaking down and giving the information that was needed she just laughed in her face and gave her a flirty wink. Letting out a groan Nightingale throw the girl down to the ground causing her to let out a painful groan.

"Whoa are you always this rough with your dates because I can really get use to this especially when we're in bed together," the blonde said seductively as she lightly tapped the Nightingale on her covered nose.

Nightingale moves goes to pull back up we a voice causes her to stop.

"Sorry to interrupt girls but play time it over. Daddy has want he wants," looking over her shoulder Nightingale found the infamous Harley Quinn standing behind her with her hands on her hips on the edge of the roof.

"Alright mommy just let me say goodbye."

Suddenly Nightingale felt a swift kick into her side causing her to fall down. She does a roll and lands on her stomach but as she tries to get up the Nightingale feels pressure on her back. Glancing up she watches as the daughter of the crown prince of crime cartwheels over to her mother.

"This was fun hope we can do this again sometime soon," said the blonde blowing her a kiss.

Right as the black suited girl gets to her feet a puff of smoke comes out of nowhere temporally blinding the girl and causing her to choke. She swings her left arm back and forth as she uses her right to cover her mouth to stop the smoke that was sneaking its way into her mask. After a while she hears a thud from behind her causing her to go on full alert. Turning on her heels and comes face to face with the caped crusader.

"Trickress and Quinn got away didn't they," he stated more than asked.

The girl nodded her head feeling disappointed in her failure. He let out a sigh as he turned around and started to walk away. Nightingale frown as she jumped up to her feet ignoring the pain shooting from her side. Batman handed the girl her staff and nunchucks. Biting her lip she took the supplies as reattached them to herself. Walking over to the edge of the building Batman touched some buttons on his wrist that caused the roar of the batmoblie to come rumbling through.

When it came to a stop the Nightingale stepped on the ledge of the building and stopped off of it. She gripped the ends off her cape as she glided herself down to the passenger seat of the famous car. When she landed she put her seat belt on as Batman landed next to her. Hitting a couple of buttons and pulling down the shift the top of the car closed as they took off into the night weaving their way in and out of traffic.

"What did they take," the girl finally spoke as she removed her hood and removing her mouth mask which revealed her jet black hair think plumped lips.

"A couple thousand dollars," he said as he looked over at the girl.

"Did anyone get hurt?"

"Of course."

The girl let out a sigh as she removed her mask giving a clearer view of her right eye that was blue and left eye that was green. She touched her side where she was kicked by Trickress and lets out a painful moan.

"Don't worry we'll ice it and to the training room for practice" he said looking over at her.

Nightingale let out a sigh and she leaned back against her seat. It annoyed her to no end that she had let the Trickress get away. She was able to put away some of the other big named villains like Two-Face, Penguin, Poison, Scarecrow, and sometimes Harley Quinn but never Trickress. Sure, she was never able to put The Joker away but that's only because her dad would never let her go near him but she at least hoped to put the Trickress away just so that she can make him proud of her.

Richard walked down the hallway until he came to a stop in front of the door. Thankfully the door was ajar which allowed him to peek inside. A small smile came across his face when he found the teenager curled up in the lazy boy in the library fully engrossed in whatever book she was reading. He thought about going in scaring her but decided against it. Moving away from the door he started walking away until her heard his name.

"Hi Dickey," Richard turn around on his heels and went inside the huge library.

"Do you have to call me that," the girl smiled never taking her eyes off of her book.

"So whatcha doing here."

"Just thought I check in. I saw the news."

The girl closed her book as Richard drifted off from his sentence. He didn't have to finish what it she knew what he meant. This happened pretty much all that time. A crime would be committed, her and Bruce would go in, break a part, she would get into a hand to hand combat with the person, and sometimes it resulted in the person getting away along with that whatever they were after. Which would result in her practicing for however long Bruce seemed fit. Tonight it was four hours.

"It's cool Dickey. I messed up I shouldn't have let her get the best of me like that," she said finally looking up to a pair of brown eyes.

"Yeah but you can't do everything Mouse," Richard said placing a hand on her shoulder

The girl nicknamed Mouse gave a soft smile at the name. Richard was always like an older brother to her. She was actually closer to him than she was Tim. He always had her best interest in heart. He was actually the only person besides her best friend Zoey Clark who knew about her sexuality.

"He's just being protective of you. After what happened with Jason….He didn't want that happening again."

Mouse didn't say anything. She knew of Jason Todd and what happened to him. From what she has been told by Alfred he was the second Robin after Bruce took him in off the streets but was killed by the Joker. He was than later resurrected and became a murder basically.

"But I'm nothing like Jason and you know that," the black haired girl said

"I know you're not but Bruce just doesn't want anything to happen to you," Richard said trying to sound reasonable.

The young heroin shrug and went back to her book. Richard sighed and dragged his hands downs his face. This girl is so hardheaded sometimes, thought the original Robin.

"So any plans for tonight," he asked changing the subject.

"You're looking at it," she said as she flipped the page.

"Really? That's your plans for tonight? To read a book that you've read a hundred times already."

"Yeah your point is."

"So there's no party going on tonight. Nowhere to get your grove on?"

The girl nicknamed mouse started laughing as she watched her step-brother fail in his attempt to dance.

"Yea there is but I'm not going" she said shaking her head.

"Why not," Richard cried tossing his hands up in the air.

"Why does it matter?"

"Because you never go out."

"I go out!"

"Going to school and going out to patrol doesn't count."

"Well than I'm not much of party person."

"Well are the others going?"

"Of course."

"Did the invite you?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you go."

"Because I didn't want to Richard."

The original Robin jumped back a bit. She never called him by his real name unless she was upset, tried, annoyed or mad and guessing from the way her nose kept flaring she was pissed. It's not that he meant to make her made he just wanted her to have a bit of fun and not worry about impressing Bruce.

"Miss Wayne you have company waiting for you in your room," Alfred said stepping into the library.

"Who's in my room," asked Mouse getting up from her seat.

"Your friends."

Mouse exchange a look with Richard. Letting out a sigh the girl with jet black haired girl push up her wired glasses. She closed the book as she got up from her seat and made way toward the room. Richard followed after her but stopped once he was in front of Alfred.

"There here to kidnap her and take her to the party aren't they," Richard asked with a smirk.

Alfred laughed as they exited out the together. Meanwhile with Mouse she opened the door to her room only to dodge out of the way as a shirt flew her way. Frowning Mouse continued to enter the room only to find her friends standing there.

"What are you doing," she cried causing them to break a part

All of her friends stopped their movement and looked over at her. Before she had time to react the son of the Flash James Allen speed over and grabbed Mouse. Mouse tried to get lose but was unable to as the boy dragged her over to her best friend Zoey daughter of the man of steel.

"Time to get dressed my dear. Don't want to be fashionably late," Zoey said holding up some clothes.

I can't believe I was dragged here, thought Mouse as she rode along with her friends. This was not her idea for a fun night. She would with be at home sitting her library reading about. But no her friends apparently had the same thought as Richard. So here she was sitting there with a in a long shelve dark blue shirt, skinny jeans, and black combat boots. They tried to take away her glasses but she wouldn't allow them to.

"Come on you guys let's party," cried Sadie Green daughter of Oliver Green.

"Like father like daughter," explained Lance Prince adopted son of Diana Prince as he went after her to be sure that she doesn't do anything.

Aqua Curry daughter of Arthur Curry took James' hand and led him into the house, leaving the daughter of the man of steel and the dark knight's daughter behind. Unlike their fathers who constantly bumped heads they were like two peas in a pod. You actually would have thought that they were sisters from the way they were so connected.

"You ready for this Mousey," asked Zoey knowing that her friend wasn't exactly the party type of person.

"As I'll ever be," she said giving her friend a weak smile.

"Don't worry I won't leave your side through the whole thing."

That didn't even last a minute. It seems that as soon as they entered the house the Man of Steel's daughter disappeared into the crowd of people. She tried to look for her but eventually gave up when the more she looked more people seem to appear. She knew that her friend was able to handle herself but it would be nice to find at least one of her friends to be with. Licking her lips she decided to take in all the sights that this party had to offer. She found couples making out, other basically fucking, drinking, gridding, attempting to twerk, and doing drugs. Gross thought Mouse as she wrinkled her nose at the sights before her.

Wanting to get away from everything she made her way outside. There were a few people outside doing the same thing as they were inside but it wasn't as bad. Running a hand through her hair she started to wonder around. It wasn't until she heard a snap that she looked up to see where she was. She standing in the middle of the woods at night by herself. Just great, thought Mouse as looking around her surroundings. Pressing her lips together she walking around hopefully finding her way out. She continued her walk until she rammed into something causing her to land on the ground.

"Hey watch where you're going," snapped a female voice.

"S-sorry I was just….I…uh…got lost and I was just," the brown eyed girl began rambling but then stopped.

"Whatever! Just watch where you're going next time."

Mouse didn't say anything as she got herself up off the ground. The scent of a something smoking whiffed her way causing her eyes to water. Wrinkling her nose she turned to look at the girl and instantly felt her skip a beat.

A girl with dirt blonde hair was standing there. She could see her beautiful blue eyes twinkling in the night which made her heart sworn. She had on a black tank top with denim miniskirt that made her legs go on for miles. She was breath taking if you haven't figured it out yet.

"We don't you take a picture it will last longer," the blond girl said causing the black haired girl to blush.

"Sorry…I….was….j-just um…uh," she stuttered causing the blonde to giggle.

"Wasting my time, yeah I could already tell."

"No um I was just."

The girl rolled her eyes as she walked away from her. Without thinking the black haired girl followed after her. Though Mouse bumped into her again when she suddenly stopped. Backing away a little the dirt blonde bomb-shell turned around with an annoyed look on her face.

"Hey I'm sorry but when did I say you could follow me," she snarled as put her hand on her hip which was popped out.

"You didn't I was just um wondering if you could uh," the blonde haired girl placed a finger on her black haired girl's lip.

"Stop talking I'm not inserted and frankly your bad at it."

Mouse nodded as the blonde removed her finger from her lips. Though oddly enough she missed the contact.

"Sorry I was just wondering if you could help me find my way out of here," The black haired girl said as she looked down as she played with her fingers.

Smirking the dirty blonde haired girl took a single drag from her blunt before she dropped it smashing it into the ground. She strolled over to her the whole time the blonde haired girl never took her eyes off of the black haired girl.

"Sure I'll help you out. On one condition," she said as she looked her up and down.

"S-sure what is it," Mouse asked as she played with her hair.

"You give me your number and you tell me your name."

"It's Payton. Payton Wayne."

"Nice to meet you Payton I'm Angel Smith."