Then
She was running as fast as she could down the dark ally. She had gotten a lead on one of Panguins goons who had stolen an arm from the city morgue. Why anyone would want to steal an arm off a dead man? She didn't know. Just another night in Gotham she supposed.
She turned the corner and could hear her target screaming. She wondered who had gotten to him before her? A hundred names ran through her mind.
"Need some-" she froze. The goon was hanging from a stairwell five storys up. But it wasn't the fact that he was about to drop that stopped her. It was the the person who was about to drop him that brought Batgirl up short.
It was the red hair. The purple costume. The yellow Bat-symble displayed prominently on her chest.
The man looked up and down frantically between them. "There's two of you? Isn't one psychotic Bi-" The other Batgirl hit him hard on the head.
"Consider that a mercy, dirt-bag." She let go and he started to fall.
"No!" The real Batgirl screamed and jumped forward but she was too slow as the man's body hit the concrete. She looked up to the stairwell but the imposter was already gone.
"Bruce someone is pretending to be me." Barbra exclamed into her Com. She was currently sitting in her van staring at a blurry screen that was displaying a man covered from head to toe in black.
"Looks like it." The picture disappeared for a second, then came back.
"Where are you? This signal keeps going in and out." She started to play with the knob that controles the satellite on the top of her van to try and straighten the signal.
"Not importent. We need to figure out who this girl is and why she is impersonating you. I will try to see what I can dig up. Head into the cave, see if you can find anything on the computers in there."
"I don't want to get anyone else involved in this. Not until I know what is going on. Okay?"
"Babs-" He started but she cut him off.
"If someone was impersonating you, would you let us know?" He tried to say something but she would no let him. "I didn't think so. Just let me do this. If I get into any real danger I'll contact someone, okay?"
He sighed. "If you say so. Just, lay low for now. Reactivate Orical to contact me. As far as we know, she only knows of your Batgirl persona. Be carful. I'll contact you in a few days."
She continued to fidget with the switch but no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to find a signal."Batman. Batman please come in. Batman, it's Orical. I found something." There were all kinds of pictures of a red headed girl spread across her keybord.
On the batgirl line. "Incoming call from Batman. Siganal status: Choppie.
Dicks voices came in over her Com. "Batgirl, we've got a situation downtown. Joker gass..." The singnal was breaking up. "...spreeding...on the street...escalating..."
"Batman, If you can hear me. I'm on my way."
Jason hurls himself off the crate and races to Joker.
Batgirl fallows but just as they get close she notices that Joker is holding something in his hand. She falls back. "Hood, wait!"
But he doesn't liston. With his signature sadistic smile, Joker lights what looks like a firework in his hand and hurls it at Jason. The former Robin flys out of the way and it goes off with a bang.
"Damnit, I can't see anything! It's too bright." Batgirl darkens her lense but all she can see are blue dots dancing across her vision. She can still hear manical laughing ecoing everywhere. "Jason? I can't see. Are you okay?" She asks as a dark shape moves in the light of the too bright flames the "firework" caused.
"Hey!" Someone yells from right behind her. Batgirl turns and gets smashed in the head. She's out. The person who did it injects her with a vile full of clear liquid.
'Hey batgirl, a little help here?" Redhood calls on the other side of the blast.
He sees batgirls form emerge from the blindingly bright light. "I'm here."
Now
Barbra wakes up in a dark room. From what she can tell, it seems to be someones bedroom.
She trys to get up, it's a struggle. Her entire body is aching. She finds the door, but it won't open. She goes to grab her belt but it's not there. She's in a hospital gown. She tells herself to stay calm. She scans the room and finds a little lamp and turns it on. A dim light illuminates enough of the room for her to see Red Hood...pictures and posters of him plastered all over the walls, covering every inch. Some have writing on them and drawings of hearts. As she scans the walls she sees that there are also pictures of Jason without the hood on and of him as Robin as well. On one part of the wall is a web. A picture of Batman is at the top. A string goes from Batman to two pictures of Dick, one as Robin the other as Nightwing. Underneath both pictures is a question mark. Another string goes to two pictures of Jason as Robin and Red Hood, this one has a heart around it with his real name at the bottom. Jason. Another string goes to Tim, two pics, Robin and Red Robin. Question mark underneath. And another to Damian as Robin and question mark. She finds the string that leads to her and there is a circle around her picture. And a name is written on a post-it below, where the question mark should be. It's not her name, or Stephanie or Cassandra. It simply says Amiee. No last name.
"What the hell?"
A small TV turns on behind her.
"And now, without further ado, we would like to present this award to the Batman and his Boy Wonder who both work tirelessly to keep the streets of Gotham safe."
The crowd had erupted into cheers and applause as soon as the Mayor fineshed his speech. He posed with the ever brooding Dark Knight and his spunky Sidekick.
Robin broke away from the two men after one picture and ran towards the crowd.
"To be honest. I liked the other Robin better." Someone commented, sounding board.
Amee felt her sister squeeze her hand tightly as the new Boy Wonder turned towards them, after drawing an R on the back of a little boys baseball cap and placing it backwards on his head with a wink.
"The Bat Heads! Their awesome. But aren't you a bit young for them?" He had stated, walking up to the two girls and pointing at Amee's shirt.
"Well if I am too young, aren't you also?" Amee replied with a scowl.
"But I'm older than you." He answered, straightening up a bit.
She rolled her eyes. "Your not that much older."
He ruffled her amber colored hair. "I like you kid. You got spunk."
She just gave him a dark look in response.
He then turned to her sister and took her hand. "My Lady." He said before kissing the back of it.
Her face got bright red.
"What's your name?"
"I. Uh. My name." She stuttered.
"Her names Dana. As you can see, she's illiterate. Umph. " Dana promptly hit her little sister in the ribs.
"You don't even know what that means." Dana commented without looking at her.
"My names Amee by the way." Not that you care. The younger girl thought to herself as the two pre-teens continued to stare at eachother.
He touched the Bat-symbol Dana's wearing around her neck. "So, is Batman your favorite?" Robin asked.
Somehow her cheeks got even redder. "He was."
Amee started making a sound like she was trying to throw up.
He turned towards the younger sister with humor in his eyes. "Oh, and who is your favorite?"
"Batgirl." She answered simply.
He laughed. "Of course."
A dark shadow decended on their little group. Both Dana and Amee had to tilt their heads all the way back, mouths wide open.
"Time to go Robin." His voice sounded just as rough and dark as he looked.
"Ladies." The young protege noded in goodbye.
Batman opened his cape and turned away, with Robin seeming to almost dissolve into it.
"Like your shirt by the way." He comented without looking at them and dissappeared into the crowd.
The t.v is old. The frame's made out of that cheap ply wood. The entire left side is made up of a plasic pannel with different sized knobs. There's two long antennas sticking out of the top. It reminds her of the one her father had when she was a kid. The small screen is full of snow.
The shape of a face suddenly appears amongst the black and white dots. "Who are you?" It asks before dissappearing.
"What?" Babs whispers to herself, inspecting the t.v.
The face appears again. "Who are you?"
She stairs intently at the screen. The face is gone again. "Who am I? Who the hell are you? Where am I?"
It reappears. "How did you come to work for the Batman?"
She scoffs. "I do not work for the batman."
"How did you become Batgirl?"
"Is this a recording?" She wonders aloud.
"No." It replys. "What is your relationship with Nightwing, the first Robin?"
Babs straightens up from her crouch and starts to inspect the back of the t.v. She finds the cables hucked up to the bottom and starts to fallow them to see where they lead.
"Don't move. Get back to where you where!"
Barbra ignores the command and keeps fallowing the wires that go to the left side of the room, behind a dresser. She touches the dresser to move it and feels a strong electric shock. She leaps away.
"Owe!"
"That was your first warning. Get back to where you were and you better start answering my questions. This entire room in booby trapped."
She pauses, running scenarios through her head, ultimately deciding to make her way back to the t.v. there isn't enough information.
The face appears once more. "Let's try this again. Who are you?"
"Batgirl."
"No, what is your real name? What is your real identity?"
'I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."
The floor starts to get warm.
"Who is Batman? What is his real name? Nightwing? Red Robin? The current Robin? Who are they?"
"Why do you want to know? Who do you work for?" The floor is getting warmer.
"Answer the questions. This situation is heating up. Fast!. You may not want to answer now but soon you will be burning too."
"Eh. I hate it when the bad guy trys to be punny." Babs suddenly leaps up from the floor as it gets intolerably hot and jumps onto the bed. She starts to sweat as the room continues to heat up.
"A littlie too hot for you? I can cool things down if you'd like? Just start talking! I have all night." Something on the floor bursts into flames. "Dosn't look like you do."
