It was amazing how sharing a secret could bind people, Batman realized.

It was even more amazing to see how sharing a secret could change a person's behavior.

After lowering her defenses once to allow him in, Karm was slowly beginning to stop the act of putting it back up when it came to Batman.

She was more good-natured, warmer, and much more patient than she had seemed.

Karm was disproving everything she had said about herself without even realizing it.

Everyone on the Watchtower noticed the change, and most chalked it up to her mellowing out because of a crush.

Despite both claiming that what happened was completely innocent, as was any relationship they might have created, no one believed them.

Maybe it was because Batman actually left his room more often to get coffee with Karm.

Maybe it was because Karm could only stop threatening or beating Flash because Batman told her to.

Maybe it was because it was rare to see one without the other.

Or maybe the League was just full of gossipers.

Whatever floats your boat.


"I'm already going."

"No. You're NOT."

"Everyone else says I am."

"I'm not letting you."

"What are you going to do, tie me down?"

"…"

"…Okay, now THAT'S kinky. Besides, I'd break out. Super strength, remember?"

"You're not going dressed like that."

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing? Barbara and Selina made it for me."

"Exactly."

"You know, no matter what you say, I'm still going. I'm can be persistent when I want to be."

The following staring match could have made the very air burst into flames, but neither was backing down.

Batman wasn't even completely sure WHY he didn't want Karm to come, just that he felt it wasn't safe.

And considering Karm was invulnerable to everything he knew, including Kryptonite, it was a bit hard to think of anything dangerous enough to harm her.

'It's because she's a novice.' Batman tried to reason.

'She doesn't know what she's getting into. Even living on the streets of LA for fourteen years can't prepare her for Gotham. ESPECIALLY dressed like that.'

Batgirl and Catwoman were either trying to tell him something, or they were trying to get on his nerves…

Black short shorts and a dark blue tank top designed with a single black heart cracked in two, with a short-sleeved leather jacket and dark blue fingerless gloves.

She even had a biker cap of all things, knee-high black combat boots latched up tightly.

Chains completed the ensemble, around her waist as a belt and wound around her forearms, even encircling the cap above the visor.

On anyone else, Batman would have taken it as a try to seduce or give off an air of toughness.

On Karm, it didn't seem like either.

"I'm going."

Her voice was like steel, unyielding, and she didn't seem even close to backing down.

Batman didn't reply, but he turned to head towards the Batwing, a silent defeat.

Smirking victoriously, Karm followed after with a slight skip in her step.

Taking a seat in the small cockpit, the brunette strapped in as the Batwing took off.

"So, who are we seeing? Killer Croc? Poison Ivy? Scarecrow?"

"'We' aren't seeing anyone. YOU are going to stay out of the way."

"Jeez, what died in your cape?" Karm replied, half-sarcastic and half-joking.

She had gotten used to doing most of the talking, the joking, when it came to their 'relationship'.

Though she had gotten used to the easy banter with De, it hadn't been too hard to slip into a new role.

Her communicator beeped cheerily in her ear, and Karm pressed the little device's button.

"Karma here."

"So Bats hasn't thrown you out of the plane yet?"

"I think I'm tempting him." Karm admitted jokingly.

"Is there anything that doesn't irritate him?"

"I wouldn't know. EVERYTHING I do irritates him." Flash replied.

It was strange that she was only civil with Flash when they were miles apart…


The nightclub was inconspicuous to say the least, the air inside smelling thoroughly like cigar smoke and booze.

Even the lights weren't working properly, creating shadows among the dancing strippers and their clients.

From a back entrance, Karm could see everything clearly except Batman, who was hidden in the shadows.

"I'll talk with Daggett. YOU stay behind me."

"Jeez, alright…"

Arms crossed in a huff, she followed him towards the table surrounded by scantily-clad women and a man in a suit.

Staying back as ordered, Karm looked around the club, only half-listening to the commotion as the women scattered like startled birds.

"Now Batman, what's the occasion?" Daggett greeted, looking decidedly smug.

"You know something, Daggett. You're going to tell me."

"And if I don't know anything?" The mobster replied.

"Now, don't be so rough wit' 'im." Karm drawled, taking on a seductive New York accent that seemed to suit her.

"I'm sure 'e'll tell us if we ask nicely."

It was almost surreal, how easy it was for her to slip into a new personality, to become seductive and innocent all at once.

Leaning forward to purposely expose her cleavage, Karm smiled, all charm and soft Brooklyn sweetness.

"Why don't ya just tell us what we need ta know, and 'en maybe we can 'ave a little fun. I 'aven't 'ad much lately."

Daggett seemed interested, though that in itself wasn't a surprise.

He went after everything with a pulse.

What was a surprise was that Daggett didn't seem to consider that Karm could be tricking him.

But Karm DID have pretty big breasts…

"I'll tell you anything you want to know, beautiful."

A look crossed her eyes, like a cat cornering an unsuspecting mouse, and she smiled.

"Ya know anythin' 'bout Lucifer?"

"What would a pretty little thing like you want with them?" Daggett wondered, still under her 'spell'.

"I just wanna see what they're all 'bout. Nothin' ta fuss o'er." She assured easily, as if it was the truth.

"They're crazy, even by Gotham standards. Been going around kidnappings kids and taking them off the map. Even been raving about beating the Justice League."

Daggett was so mesmerized by her hanging breasts he couldn't speak in longer fragments, but he still gave information easily enough.

Sidling closer, to keep up the act, Karm tilted her head as an innocent gesture, revealing her smooth neck.

"Where are 'ey now?"

"Got a base somewhere in Texas. They've been secretive lately, so they'll be hard to find."

"Don't ya worry 'bout that." Karm assured, moving away.

"I'll be back later." Was added before he could protest, and she went straight for the back door, hips swaying.

Even Batman had been stunned by the performance, and took a moment to gather his wits in order to follow.

Leaning against the bricks just beside the wall, Karm grinned when he exited the nightclub.

"Anyone else we're visiting tonight?"

Batman was started to wonder why he hadn't wanted her to come…

"Where did you learn that?"

"I've been on the streets with Internet access for fourteen years. You pick things up." She explained.

"De's the one that knows pretty much every language on the damn planet. I've only picked up a few."

Filing that away for later use, Batman started down the alley with Karm at his heels, clearly happy with herself.

"And YOU didn't want to bring me along…"


"Um…Flash?"

"Yeah?" The speedster replied distractedly, thumbs blurry over the controller as he played 'God of War III'.

"Could you…? I mean…"

Looking up briefly to see what the problem was, Flash did a rapid double-take at the sight.

De was blushing darkly, wearing only a towel and her hair dripping water so it pooled around her bare feet.

"I-I can't find any clean clothes…"

Flash wasn't able to respond, his thoughts preoccupied by words that described what he was seeing.

'Hot-Beautiful-Sexy-HOT DAMN-.'

Though not as curved as Karm, she had this slim elegance, like a wild deer, with these perfect perky little breasts and this cute ass…

"Fl-Flash?"

Jolted back to reality, he grinned to hide his discomfort.

"There's some stuff in my nightstand you can put on while your stuff gets washed."

Looking grateful, De gave her thanks as she went to the short nightstand, having to bend a bit to go through the drawers.

Flash kept his eyes away, focusing on a mantra in his head to keep himself from giving in.

'Remember who her sister is-Remember who her sister is-Remember who her sister is-!'

No matter how much he thought about a furious Karm grinding his bones to make her bread, it didn't snuff out the fire growing in his stomach…