Reyna observed the headquarters that Richard had created for them. She noticed some flying vehicles, lots of computers, as well as the motorbike and other cars. Of course, everything was black. He really had a thing for black, she noted.
"What do you think?" He asked.
"Do you have a rule that you have to wear black or is it just preference?"
"Well it does help hide you in the darkness. But I guess you could say I adopted it from Batman." He smirked.
"Have you found anything new?" She said as she pointed at the large array of computers. She was still a little weary of being so close to technology, so she kept her distance.
"Quite a bit, actually. So I have been taking what data I have collected during the allotted time on the internet, and I have compiled it here to look for patterns."
"You think there are patterns?"
"It's always possible."
"And?"
"And it's too soon to tell."
"So what now? We just wait?"
"I have it set for alarms to go off should any kidnappings actually occur. But, yeah. In the meantime, we analyze what we have and wait. I thought that maybe you could use your expertise."
"I assume you mean on half-bloods, since I'm no good with computers."
Nightwing grinned.
"Let's go over what you got." Reyna sighed.
Reyna was looking at profile after profile, when Richard interuppted her. "So I read something interesting."
"Oh?" Reyna said as she looked at another profile.
"In Ancient Rome there were two Preators."
"Still is." She glanced at him and saw him giving her a curious look. "Who do you think is taking over my responsibilities at camp, while we take care of this?" She held up the profile.
"Oh, huh. So are you the senior Preator? Is that how you got this job? Or how does that work?"
"We are equal. I've been Praetor longer than him, but . . . ."
"So you are the senior Preator."
"No, we are equal, but we work well together. As for how did I get this job, I guess you could say that I was selected."
"So what's her name?"
"His name is his business." She gave Richard a stern look.
"His name? The other Praetor is a guy?"
"We're not the Amazons." She scolded.
"Sorry, I just assumed. So you know the Amazons?"
"I assume you mean where Wonder Woman is from. No. I know a different branch."
"There are branches?"
"Just one. They own . Their more modern."
Richard's face paled at the name. "You're joking." He croaked.
Reyna laughed. "Actually, no. My sister's the queen."
"You have a sister? What's her name?"
"None of your business."
You're awfully sensitive about names. Don't you trust me?"
"Names have power. When you give your name, you give away that power."
"So you're afraid I'll have power over you? I don't think anyone could tell you what to do." He gazed into her eyes, and for a moment, she felt like she couldn't breath.
A beeping noise went off on his computer. He turned to address it, giving Reyna a moment to recover. "One of the kids I had earmarked was taken to a mental institution."
"A mental institution? I was just reading a profile of that."
"What?"
She picked up the profile of of a seven year old boy. "It says he freaked out at school and began attacking another classmate."
"Similar scenario." Richard mused as he stared at the screen. "Uh, oh."
"Uh, oh, what?"
"This kid was sent to Arkham."
"So was this one. That can't be a coincidence." She looked over at him and saw that he was visablly worried. "What?"
"Arkham holds the most dangerous and insane criminals."
"Where is it at?" Reyna asked worriedly.
"Gotham."
"Isn't that on the other side of the country? This kid is in Arizona."
"Someone is seriously funding this." Richard mused.
"We have to get them out." Reyna looked at him worriedly.
"We have our mission." Richard smirked.