...So... Have a chapter that does not advance the plot in the slightest but is just here because otherwise the plots to fast... Look character development!

I wasn't planning on making this story that long anyway...

I do not own Batman

Chapter 3

Decks was out in civilian clothes again, her job was to scope out the area of the next crime. She stretched out her arms as she got up from the bench she had been sitting on the green paint was starting to peel away with age. She fixed up her crimson low cut shirt and shorts as she yawned slightly.

Admittedly being in the nicer part of Gotham, such a large green park especially was great. The sun on her exposed neck and stomach was warm and the cool wind took away the kick. In her hand was a quickly melting ice cream cone, strawberry flavoured.

She smiled days like this reminded her of when she and her parents would go out during the day when they were up of cause. Shows every night meant late sleep-ins especially when Decks had been old enough to get up and get herself to school all by herself.

She found herself beside the lake where she dipped her fingers in tentatively. It was cool and the clean water was clear. She sat down on the concrete side of the manmade lake and removed her bright high-tops and socks. She carefully lowered her feet into the water and looked around the park.

Her spot by the lake also had the great luck of having the mark be right in view.

The mark was the stage that was being built on the other side of the park, a benefit concert Wayne industries were putting on. Why? She didn't know. The concert was meant to be in one week and her job right now was to see what security it had, how far they were in the preparations and anything else she could find.

She didn't completely know the plan, which was unsurprising. However from what she knew it was just another mass murder for the hell of it.

As far as she could tell no one thought the concert was a target for anyone's crime after all they weren't keeping the money they raised there.

She sat for a while watching and finishing her ice cream before she finally tugged her shoes back on and stood. She's probably have to visit the park over the next week again but for now it was time to head back to the ware house and give her report.

/

The day of the concert she was doing the very same thing; she had chosen a different spot each day and often bringing a book along so she didn't stand out. Like the last few times she had come there was a large fence around the stage with a few grandstands for good measure. She was on look out at the moment.

It was final preparation time, now she knew exactly what was planned for the concert. Her stomach felt hollow.

There she was, knowing full well that hundreds of people were going to die tonight and what was she doing? Sitting on the grass in the shadow of a large tree, a copy of 'Damia' in one hand and a can of lemonade in the other, beside her was a back pack with her costume in it.

Not that she could do anything... but she still had to deal with the feeling

"Jack?" She blinked looking up at the figure above her "I thought it was you!" she put on a cheerful smile

"Oh yeah... Tim right?" He sat down beside her. Crap she thought, what if something happened. She moved her backpack to her other side under the guise of making more room in the shade. "So why are you out here?" he grimaced

"It's go to work with your parents week at school" he explained

"Oh... so your parents are working on the concert?" She enquired more out of politeness than anything else.

"No... Bruce Wayne... took me in and he's here looking over the preparations..." That surprised her a bit that said it shouldn't have she had read things about the owner of Wayne industries taking in some orphan but at the same time... she just happens to meet them? Tim seemed to have noticed how quiet she was being.

"What about you what do your parents do?" He asked. She didn't speak for a moment, what the hell was she going to say to that?

Oh! They're dead and I'm on the pay roll of a psychotic clown... Yeah that would be a fantastic answer... she needed something... her eyes flashed but she didn't need to completely lie.

"They're... well they're not famous or anything but they're an escape artist and assistant... they don't rack in a lot of cash and you wouldn't know them but they love their work" she smiled in a way she hadn't smiled in a long time "they just do odd jobs to get us by till they make it big"

"That sounds awesome... Do you know any tricks?" Decks thought for a second before turning around and pulling the small miss matched deck of cards out of one of the back packs side pockets.

"Only some goofy magic tricks sorry" she said as she shuffled the deck and closing her eyes. "Now pick a card and memorize it" he chose one form the centre of the deck "now put it back" he did and she shuffled again pulling one card from the deck. "Is this it?" She held out the ten of clubs.

"Yeah that's it!" he looked at the deck "wait couldn't you just tell by the back since all the cards are from different decks?" she shook her head

"There's at least two cards from each deck in here" she explained showing him the backs of the ten of clubs and the four of diamonds both had a intricate pattern in red of entwining flowers on them. "Plus I had my eyes closed till you put the card back in the deck" Decks showed him some of the other minor tricks she had learned as a child.

"So are you planning to be a magician when your older" Decks who had been shuffling the deck again paused.

Up until a year ago all she had ever wanted was to be up on stage with her parents or one day having taken over their show when they retired... So what would she do now? Probably be a criminal.

"Jack?" He shook her shoulder gently

"Huh? Oh sorry lost in thought"

"Tim!" They both looked down across the park where a tall figure was calling for the black haired boy. Tim stood up.

"Got to go Jack, you going to be at the concert?" Decks was preoccupied with her watch which told her it was time to head to the meeting point.

"Maybe, Drake just maybe" she said playfully smirking as she turned and headed in the opposite direction.

/

Tim watched her go for a moment how Jack had just replied... seemed familiar...

/

Having found a safe location to change Decks hid the back pack in the hopes she'd be able to come back for it latter. If not she had everything she needed with her.

She stayed in the shadows as the concert attendees held out their tickets and started piling in; there were a lot of people.

She glanced up at the sky, it was getting very dark at this point and the consort would start soon. She needed to meet Harley. Decks straightened up her skirt so that the spade on one side and the diamond on the other were just about next to each other.

Decks was careful as she made her way around the concert fence, it was just a simple chain link fence. It would have been easy to break through but with her white costume she would be too obvious. She moved further down the fence line a card in her hand in case of trouble. Ahead of her was the small dark area behind one of the stands. She moved closer, the stand stood so there was a lovely piece of shadow where gap in the fence sat. It was perfect for getting in or out, though you wouldn't want to sneak in though there unless you were on Joker's team. She observed a large amount of blood splatter on the ground and sighed looks like some civilians had.

"There ya are" Harley grinned seeing the girl "K, Kido puddin' wants you to clear the stage for'im" Decks nodded slowly, deciding on her plan of action as she moved her way over to the stage.

"Hey who..." The guard didn't finish he was knocked out by an elbow to the head. Decks smirked, clear the stage yeah she'd do that. She'd found the controls for the lights and music as she waited for the first performer to come up and start playing before she unceremoniously knocked out the Tec boys and tied them up in the nearest closet. She did know quite a bit about the technology used for performances so messing around with it was easy. She messed with the lights first confusing everyone before she started on the pyrotechnics forcing the band and everyone else of the stage. The audience was in a panic, no one knew what was going on...

Till the laughing started then there was silence as one solitary figure walked onto stage. Decks even had the showmanship to get the spot light working so it stood solely on him. The clown prince of crime bowed repeatedly as he made his way on to central stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to the real show!" He called out as Harley and another goon brought out a large metal tube, Decks put out another spot light to highlight it in the night.

Then she dodged an attack from her right.

"I knew something was missing" she smirked dodging another punch before throwing her own.

"You ever stop to think "you know maybe I'm doing something wrong?"" Robin asked her dodging the punch.

"... that matters why?" Decks retaliated at him, she glanced at the stage the two bats were fighting The Joker, Harley and the rest of the goons, and everyone should be fine. Her concentration lost for a moment Robin hit her with a punch straight to her gut throwing her back onto the pyrotechnics control panel. She ended up pressing three buttons these buttons set of a small line of controlled fire however it was way too close to The Joker's gas tube.

Having gotten in that good punch, Robin kept it up using his training to good use. He hit the girl continually into the panel. She stood up slightly dazed accidently pulling one of the levers down which led to the once controlled fire to be an inferno, taking out the Joker gas in one beautiful explosion.

Decks and Robin stood on the edge of the balcony looking to see who made it out if anyone did.

Robin saw Batgirl helping the front row to safety from the fire and Batman getting the bands to away from the blaze.

Decks spotted the Joker and his gang heading to their designated escape point and smirked.

"Well Boy wounder it's been fun, maybe we'll catch a concert again" Robin spun around to catch the girl but she had already jumped down and had disappeared into the crowd. He headed down to help his team mates knowing he had heard that voice somewhere else...

/

Tim Drake watched a news report on the events of the concert... There was something strange about the attack, the fire and explosion had only caused a large amount of injuries. However there had been no deaths.

Though a stand owner and a couple of teenagers who had tried to sneak in seemed to have died before the events...

Ok so some plot did happen and we got to know Decks a bit better... Aren't you happy? Good because we probably won't have much from her point of view for a long time... Sucks if you liked it I guess... I don't expect this story will go anymore than ten chapters though guys... I have other things to do and well... If I ever find a way to go further I might just make a sequel –shrugs-

And remember don't flame unless you have an extinguisher!