Okay, next chappie is here! Shows how Bruce just wants his daugher back and Sparrow is bent intaking down the asassin league. Friction is really going between Buce and Sparrow, but anyways, please review!

Batman stared at the report. He'd felt apprehensive ever since he'd sent Sparrow on this mission... He just had a feeling there was more than what met the eye. He read through Artemis's report...

Sparrow not in room. Not able to track her, she's just... disappeared.

He stared and turned. He knew what he was doing. He was going to find his little girl.

"What do you mean she's missing!?" William West, AKA Bruce Wayne in disguise, demanded.

"Now Mr. West, I'm sure she and her dorm mates simply went out for a night on the town..." the headmaster said.

"Oh, and I suppose the fourteen other disappearances have nothing to do with this?" he demanded, and the headmaster paled. "Not to mention she passed out right before she left the infirmary and disappeared. I sent my little girl here thinking it was safe. Now, if she isn't found in the next twenty four hours, I'll inform the media of this."

The headmaster stared, and Bruce stood, ready to go. Once he was out of sight, he leaned against the wall, wondering what to do. Sparrow was missing. He had a hard time believing his little girl could be kidnapped like the rest, but if she wasn't kidnapped,then where was she? She should've called, should've sent him something by now if everything was alright... And why on earth had she passed out? Bruce knew she did intensive workouts, but he'd taught her to always eat right and drink enough to compensate for her intense training. She knew how to take are of her body.

The nurse had said it was exhaustion, but why would she not be sleeping? Bruce sighed when the reality hit him. She'd been so upset about him not wanting her in the action of things... Well, now she was in it. All she needed to do was contact him, saying she'd found the kidnappers and everything was alright, and he'd get the entire team to wreak havoc on them to free her... Unless she didn't want to be freed.

Bruce sighed, He should never have made her so angry, never made her think he didn't trust her. All he wanted now was his little girl safe...

"Mr. West? Is their anything we can do?" Bruce looked up to see Artemis and Megann standing before him, looking apprehensive.

"Yes, both of you, keep these trackers on you. Try and find anything about her disappearance, and check in with the league every hour." and with that, he left them standing there.
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Suddenly there was a knife at her throat. She was awake in an instant, and she threw the person off her, standing to meet another with a defensive sidekick and ducking a knife that was thrown...

"Good. Very good. We play good morning a lot here, it helps you wake up faster." one girl said.

Sparrow nodded, dusting off her school uniform.

"Here. We brought you some real clothes." one girl handed her some black slacks and a black shirt.

"Now, today you choose your new name. I'm Nightmare, she's Killer, she's Bloodstream, and she's Poison."

"I'm nightshade." Sparrow said instantly, remembering the poison berry. One nightshade berry could kill a man...

"Brilliant." Nightmare and the others left, and Sparrow changed. She found the door to her room locked from the outside. She picked it, and wandered down into the main room, on high alert...

"She's here!" Someone squealed. "Shut up Shadow." Someone said. she saw ni one, but suddenly, all around the room, candles were being lit. She stared as the flames seemed to cast an eerie light on no one. Not a single assassin was visible, and suddenly she was being tackled.

Her wrists and ankles were bound, and she saw something heating up in the darkness, orange hot metal...

She screamed as it was pressed against her upper arm, and finally, they pulled it away. She clutched the burning flesh, gasping, as the burn slowly cooled...

"Welcome, Nightshade. You've survived the branding. You're officially an assassin now." Nightmare beamed as she helped Sparrow to her feet.

"What am I branded as?" and then the lights came on.

"Nightshade, of course." she looked down at the angry red skin to see the nightshade flower with a few berries burned into her skin.

"Now, training begins. Nightshade, you're defensive. Everyone else, attack."

Sparrow defended her branded arm, which still hurt like heck, but managed to fight off the other girls.

"Pretty good, Nightshade. But you never move in to kill." Lucy said, stepping forward.

"You're branded as?" Sparrow asked, not wanting to call her friend simply Lucy anymore.

"Reaper. Now, when I come at you, defensive sidekick, sweep the kegs, and get on top of me with a knife." Reaper came at her, and she did as she was told, defensive side kicking and sweeping out the legs, pinning her friend down with her knife to the throat. From there, the girls moved into showing her other takedown methods they'd perfected over the months that they'd been working as assassins. By the end of the day, Sparrow had learned a ton about take downs and attack counters, more than Black Canary could've taught her. She smiled slightly. Even if she was going to take down the league of assassins, they sure were good teachers.

"Girls, I brought dinner." Ms. Brammer, or, Rose, as Sparrow now thought of her as, entered, carrying bags filled with styrofoam take out containers.

"Some girl scouts were having a chicken barbecue. I decided to support our weaker female friends." Everyone laughed and grabbed a barbecue, digging in.

"What are you branded?" Rose asked Sparrow, who swallowed before speaking.

"Nightshade." she said, taking another bite of her roll.

"Good. Girls, we have a mission." Everyone looked excited.

"As you all know, our neighboring city of Bradbury has a man running for mayor whose a political radical. If elected, one of his campaign promises is to investigate the disappearances at our dear academy that helped us form this league. Therefore, he has to be eliminated. Agreed?"

"Agreed." everyone said.

"Good. He's having a rally at the end of the week, we'll be sure it's his last. Nightshade, you'll have the honor of killing him."

"Really?" inside she was freaking out. She couldn't kill someone, it'd just be wrong...

"We have enough of us in the league. I've decided to break from the boarding school, we don't need anymore scholarship students or wannabe assassins." Rose said, and everyone nodded their agreement.

Sparrow tried to finish her dinner, but she suddenly couldn't. "I need to practice my knife kills." she explained, getting up to go. She practiced, but she was mentally screaming as she did. She had less than a week to take down the league of assassins, or else she'd be forced to kill, there was no way to contact Batman... She took a deep breath and threw another knife, easily striking the target turning, popping a few flips before sighing. Maybe Batman had been right to try and keep her from the action, but she didn't care... She needed to learn all she could from the assassins before she took them down from the inside... Everyone slowly retired to bed, and she went to her room, as well, wondering how she'd even get out of the quarry and find help if she survived long enough to make it out...

She figured if she could steal Lucy's wrist computer she could put out a distress signal or call Batman for help... now came the hard part. Playing along until the night before the assassination attempt, when she'd fly the coop...
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Batman sighed. Not only had Sparrow disappeared, but her dorm mates were gone without a trace as well as the English teacher... He didn't even care about the mission anymore. Two days had gone by with his little girl missing, and he had no idea if she was alive or dead, wounded or alright, being taken care of or left to die somewhere...

He turned and put his fist through a wall.

"I know how you feel." Aqua Lad's measured tone floated over to him, and the dark knight turned slowly to see the boy.

"No, you don't." Batman ground out.

"I know you love both Robin and Sparrow more than they will ever know." Aqua Lad said.

"They're my children. And one of them might be dead..." Batman sighed, slumping into his chair...

"No child of Batman's would let death take them so easily. Sparrow is ferocious, she will make it out..."

"Yes, but if she doesn't? She thinks I didn't trust her because I wanted her out of the action- I don't want our last interaction to be like that..."

"Then make sure it isn't. Make sure there's a next time." Kaldur said, before turning to leave the dark knight alone one again with his thoughts.