A/N: I own nothing you recognize.
A quick update for once, but I honestly really want to get deeper into the story, despite the low inspiration and the case of writer's block.
Gotham City
Saturday, April 30, 2011
2307 EDT
Robin stood beside Batman on the roof of a building in downtown Gotham. It had been a slow night, and Robin was getting itchy for some action.
As though he had summoned it, Batman's police frequency crackled to life.
"Burglary at the First Bank of Gotham!"
"They got out through the backdoor!"
"They're heading east!"
"I count five!"
"Watch out!"
Batman turned to Robin. "That's our cue," the Boy Wonder grinned. The Dynamic Duo swung down to the Batmobile and then sped off in the direction of the bank.
The sleek black Batmobile soon joined the half dozen or so police cars. With its superior engine, the Batmobile quickly left the cop cars in the dust and was soon right on the van's tail.
Batman set the car into autopilot and opened the roof of the Batmobile. He and Robin readied their grapple guns when suddenly, a lithe, feminine figure appeared on top of the van. There were some exclamations from the men inside, and soon the pop pop pop of bullets echoed in the otherwise quiet night.
"Who's that?" Robin called over the wind.
"Don't know," was Batman's short response. "But we're about to find out."
The figure reached the cab of the van and reached into the driver's window. The van began to jerk back and forth, indicating she had grabbed the wheel. With one final twist, the van overturned and she leapt off at the last second, landing safely on the sidewalk as the van skidded to an eventual stop.
Batman removed the autopilot feature and brought the Batmobile to a stop as the police cars screeched to a stop behind them.
After ensuring the would-be burglars were safely cuffed, Batman and Robin turned to the girl, who had stayed behind to watch her handiwork.
"Who are you?" Batman demanded lowly as the pair approached, not quite going into full Batman mode.
She squeaked in surprise and dashed away. As she passed under a dim street light, the Dynamic Duo saw she was dressed in black leggings and a dark purple tunic. Black hair flowed out from beneath her ski mask, but it looked...off.
Robin took a step forward, but Batman held him back.
"We can take her!" Robin exclaimed.
"Yes," Batman agreed, "but I get the feeling this isn't the last time we'll see her." He walked back to the Batmobile.
"What makes you say that?" Robin asked as he followed the brooding bat.
"Did you see the way she was dressed?" Batman said. "The black and dark purple, the hair."
"You think she's a Lilith imposter," Robin realized. "But what about her hair?"
"It looked like a wig," Batman explained. "Which means we don't know her real hair color, so there's no chance of picking up a sample."
"Right..." Robin said slowly as they walked back to the Batmobile. "And you knew that how?"
Batman glanced at him as the engine turned over. "You didn't see? It looked wrong."
"Oh," Robin said, unsure what else to say. "Yeah, I guess so." After a second of thought, he said, "But what if we could get a sample of the wig?"
Batman slowly nodded as he began to process what Robin was suggesting. "And if we could figure out where the wig was made, or even purchased, we might be able to get a name."
Robin let out an exclamation as his body was thrown into the car door as Batman whipped the Batmobile around to head back the way they had just come.
"Retrace where you saw the new vigilante," Batman instructed as they got closer to the crime scene. "And keep to the shadows," he added when they saw the red and blue police lights still flashing.
He parked a few blocks from the overturned truck. He and Robin hopped out again before slipping through the shadows to get closer.
"You get the alley," Batman said. "I'll take the truck." Robin nodded in understanding before the older hero began sneaking closer to the swarming site.
Robin tapped the edge of his mask, switching to night-vision in the hopes of spotting a strand of hair. He couldn't help but roll his eyes at that. "It's like some fairytale," he muttered. "I must find the one whose hair is a perfect match," he said dramatically.
He shook his head and continued his methodical scan of the sidewalk and the alleyway.
"B!" he exclaimed when he reached the fire escape. The bottom level's railing was broken, and Robin spotted a scrap of cloth caught on the sharp edge. He easily hopped onto the landing and discovered the one scrap of cloth was actually two, one black and one purple, making Robin suspect she had torn her tunic and the leggings beneath.
"What did you find?" Batman asked from the alley below. Robin landed in front of his mentor with the cloth safely in an evidence bag.
"Pieces of her uniform," Robin said, passing the clear plastic bag to Batman.
"Did you find any trace of the wig?" Batman asked next. Robin shook his head. "All right," the Bat said. "Let's go."
When they finally got back to the Batcave, Bruce took the fabric samples to the forensic station.
Dick started absentmindedly at the Batcomputer screen as the magnified image of the dark purple cloth from the microscope appeared.
"So, based on the color choice and the black wig, you think this might be a Lilith imposter," Dick reiterated after a moment.
"Yes..." Bruce muttered, looking up from the microscope to one of Naomi's uniforms, which was on its mannequin between the empty ones for Batman and Robin.
"So we're looking at a copycat," Dick stated.
"It would explain the need for a wig," Bruce nodded. "If this girl is inspired by Lilith and if she wants to be like her, she would probably want to get as many details correct as possible, the most obvious of which is her hair color."
"A copybat then," Dick grinned, his blue eyes sparkling with humor. Bruce rolled his eyes, though he couldn't help but smile a little too.
A/N: So, who do you think this CopyBat is?
Definitely a filler, but I promise, the action picks up the next couple chapters, with a history lesson, new canon characters introduced, and more Naomi-as-Daisy in general.
Until next time.