AN: I've tried adding more detail! Woohoo! X3
Anyways, enjoy!

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"…"

The girl sat in silence, her head slumped over her shoulder, and her eyes closed. Upon further investigation, one would note that her hair and face were caked with dried blood. The sticky substance also smeared her clothes and arms. She was just barely breathing, her chest moving up and down in a steady beat.

Suddenly an audible 'click,' was heard, and a blindingly bright light came on in a burst.

Wincing, the girl groaned, and leaned up, her neck cracking. She furrowed her eyebrows and squinted in the light.

"…the hell…?" She murmured under her breath, turning her head as if to keep the light out of her eyes. "Where am I?" She muttered, looking at the walls, now illuminated.

She was in a tiny room, the walls, floors, and ceiling made out of a grey material that resembled cement, or a plaster of some kind. It was also, she noted, horribly dirty. The whole room was spattered in different substances, which eerily resembled blood.

Craning her head back, she attempted to bring her head to her temples to rub them, as she had a splitting headache, but now realized her hands were tied. Very, very tightly. The ropes were digging into her wrists, rubbing them raw. The uncomfortable chair that she sat in was made out of wood, and her feet were also tied, disallowing her to move.

"Is anyone there!?" She called out. "Somebody help!"

Dropping her head, she sighed, but she quickly shot it back up when she heard an eerie laugh.

"Hello, Piper…" The voice said.

"Wha…Who are you? Where am I?" She demanded, shuffling her bound feet, a sharp pain running down her nose. "Ugh…!"

"You know, I didn't want to break that pretty little nose of yours, but really, it was your fault for struggling…" The man said, chuckling.

"You coward!" Piper spat. This caused the man to laugh even more.

He stepped into the light, revealing his burly appearance, crossed arms, and a bald head. Piper squinted. "Who are you?" She demanded.

"Oh, me?" The man laughed. "I'm just a man doing my job."

"You're working with that Joker freak, aren't you!?" Replied the distraught girl, every inch of her body now becoming more alert, and aching like hell.

"Oh, no. No no no." The man smirked. "No, I work for Ra's al Ghul." He said, scratching his head.

"You liar, he's dead!" Piper retorted.

The man's smile turned into a scowl. "No. He's not." And he turned and walked through the door, the light shutting off.

"Wait! Who are you!? Why am I here!?" Piper called after him, but the next thing she knew, she felt a sharp pain in her neck and then…

Darkness.

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"Where's your father?" Meyline Anistay said, bringing a bowl of salad to the table, which already adorned many items of food.

"Office. He says he's just on the verge this time," Piper replied, chuckling and sitting down, taking a plate and filling it with food. She picked up a carrot stick studied it, and took a bite, crunching merrily.

"I swear, that man is going to be swallowed by his work." Her mother said, sighing.

"Well, y'know," Piper began, but she was cut off by her mother, who said, "Don't talk with your mouth full."

Piper rolled her eyes, swallowed, and began again, "As I was saying, you guys could take a vacation. Get away from the city, leave me alone for a while…?" Piper chuckled, and her mother sighed.

"Well… don't tell anyone… but I've already got the tickets!" Her mom said, her face brightening instantly. Piper smiled. "Really? Quality time with you and pops? Whole house to me?" Piper's smile became even more wide.

Her mom cleared her throat and nodded. "Well… yeah, I suppose."

Piper jumped out of her seat, threw her fist into the air, and proudly exclaimed, "Yes!"

And this, my friend, is where all of her troubles began.