Notes: well I'm back, and I've decided to continue this story to see what it can do, as I've already gotten some reviews, and boy I tell ya, those reviews feel real good. So I guess what I'm trying to say is, please review.

Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own the birds of prey. I own a computer, a bed, an alarm clock, oh, oh, I own a lamp.and there's some other stuff to, but that's not the point; the point is that I don't own them.

Covered by darkness Gotham looked peaceful, but that was only if you were on the outside looking in. The reality of it was that Gotham was filled with muggers, murderers, rapists, and the potentially more dangerous Meta humans. There were those that were the opposite of these evils, those who fought for good, besides the cops, one of these was Huntress. Fighting crime at night was simply her cup of tea, although it was always for the satisfaction of putting away the guilty, most of the time it wound up being the outlet of her frustration.

On one of the rooftops a figure stood clad completely in black, trench coat billowing out behind, "I never thought I'd have to come back here."

"Hey, Oracle have you found anything on your surveillance for me to fight yet?" Helena whined.

"I've found what could be a possible candidate for you." Barbara replied ignoring Helena's tone.

"It's about time, where are they?" Helena asked starting to get excited.

"Actually it seems like they're heading right for you." Barbara answered confused, "They're about six blocks away from you to the west."

"I guess I'll just meet them half way." Helena smirked heading off in the direction Barbara mentioned.

As Helena had almost reached the target a gang of thugs came out of the alley to great her. They were armed with everything from chains to guns, but of course that didn't scare Helena. "Hey baby want to have a little fun?" One of the members moved towards her in a threatening manner, but once again it didn't faze Helena.

"Yeah sure I'd love to have some fun with all of you. The only thing is that the kind of fun I'm talking about might be different then your fun." Helena said her eyes turning feral.

"Anyone mind if I have a little fun too?" The figure called from a little way down the street walking towards them. A black mask covered her eyes, and a quarterstaff was held ready in her hands, which were covered, by a pair of gloves.

"Well sure lady, there's more than enough of us to go around."

"I was thinking more along the lines of her," She pointed at Helena, "idea of fun. You know where we kick all of your asses and then get on with our lives."

"Huntress, the girl in black that's the one I was sending you after." Barbara informed.

"Gottcha. Hey, who are you!" Helena called over to the figure.

"Names aren't important, all you need to know is that I'm a friend. Now do you want to have a little fun?" The girl answered. The gang's expressions hardened and the leader signaled for them to attack. Half went after Helena while the other half went after the mysterious girl.

Six wound up taking on Helena armed with knives and one gun. "I was wondering when we would get around to the fun part." Helena taunted as she twisted one of the men's arms around behind him and then kicked him in the lower back sending him sprawling to the ground. Another lunged at her with his knife, but she easily ducked the clumsy attempt and punched him in the stomach following with and uppercut to his jaw. Helena took out two more with a roundhouse kick; the final one grabbed her from behind. Struggling to get free Helena realized that it wasn't going to work so instead she jammed her elbow into his stomach, turned around and kicked him in the chest taking care of her share. "That was fun we should really do it again some time."

Twirling her staff in her hand the black figure was quite intimidating, despite their fear the thugs still decided to attack. The girl merely smirked at their attempt to appear threatening. She jabbed her staff into the shoulder of the closest thug, and followed it up with a hit to the side and hit the back of his legs. The one with a chain in hand came at her, he swung downward only to be blocked by the staff which then spun and hit him hard in the jaw. Pushing the staff into one man's gut she then pushed it upwards smacking it into his forehead. As one tried to sneak up behind her, she spun around and hit him in the side of the neck. The last two ran away on their own before she had a chance to attack them.

Unconscious bodies littered the streets surrounding Helena and the girl. The figure walked up to Helena, "Huntress how nice to see you." She nearly laughed at Helena's confused face, but managed to keep herself in check.

"How do you know who I am?" Helena growled.

"I know a lot of things about you. I know your real name, I know that your 'hideout' is in the clock tower, and I know that right now Oracle is listening in on our conversation." She bragged.

"What do you want?" Helena questioned carefully becoming more alert.

The girl sighed before speaking, "I need to talk to you. There's a problem, a big one and I can't handle it alone. So I was sent here by my own personal 'Oracle' to seek help. Not so much that I was sent specifically here, but I was sent to get help."

"Why choose me then? How do you even know about me? How do you know about Oracle? And I saw the way you fought those men, so why do you need help to begin with?" Helena asked angry and confused.

"All your questions can and will be answered, but the streets aren't the place to talk about it. There are too many unwanted eyes and ears that would talk for any amount of money." The figure warned.

"Oracle do you think I should go?"

"Check it out, but if there are any problems I want you to get out of there as fast as possible." Barbara advised.

"Alright we'll talk. I know a place that's virtually abandoned ever since some weird happenings went on, twenty Ninth Street."

"No! Not there, not there. I will go any where else, but not there." The girl quickly interrupted, fidgeting in either nervousness or fright, Helena wasn't sure which.

"Okay, let's see there might be another place, yeah there's an empty storage building a few blocks away." Helena decided as she jumped up onto the roof. The girl nodded her head, and fired something out of the sleeve of her jacket that pulled her up to the roof as well. With that they both headed over to the discussed area.

It was dark, it was dank, and it was the perfect place to discus things that you didn't want other people to hear. As soon as they arrived inside Huntress grabbed the lapels of the girl's coat shoving her hard into the nearest wall, causing it to shudder, shaking years of dust and dirt off, and leaving the girl an inch or two above the floor. "I want answers and I want them now. Who are you?"

The girl's hands gripped Huntress's wrists, doing what she could to support herself." I told you before, names aren't important." It was clear by Huntresses glare that her answer was not good enough to satisfy her question, "Alright fine. The only name I'll give you right now is B.L."

"B.L huh? Oracle can you run a check on those initials?"

"I'll get to work on it now." Assured Oracle.

"There's no need for that, in time you'll learn who I am, and I'm not here to hurt either of you." B.L explained.

"Yeah well we're doing it anyway. Now what was it that you wanted my help with?"

"Not just your help Helena, I need Barbara to. I can't do this alone. I'll assume that heard of the international terrorist group Kaze?" B.L merely wanted to make sure that everyone was on the same page as she was.

"Weren't they arrested like seven months ago?" Asked Huntress, finally releasing her grip on B.L's coat leaving her to fall the few inches to the grimy floor.

"Yes, and I should know since I'm the one that arrested them." B.L allowed that information to slip.

"You? You're the mysterious vigilante that everyone had been talkin bout? You know you were pretty big news for a few months there, until someone better came along that is " Huntress goaded.

To this B.L didn't react, instead taking it in stride, "That doesn't matter, what does is that trouble is brewing in Gothem, big trouble." She elaborated, "What time is it?" The question came seemingly out of the blue.

"Huh? What does the time have to do with anything?" Huntress was now both confused and annoyed that the girl would ask such a trivial question during a seemingly serious conversation.

"Could you just please tell me? It's not as minor a question, as you think, at least not to me. Normally I would ask Tek, but I kinda turned my COM off, and if heard me asking this I would never hear the end of it." B.L pleaded.

Huntress didn't want to give, but something in the girl's eyes made her cave in, "Oracle, what's the time?" A glare was shot in B.L's direction.

"It's about one thirty right now; oh and Huntress, I ran that check, but we'll discus the results later." Oracle informed.

"The all mighty Oracle says that it's one thirty. Now can we get on with the information share?" Huntress relayed.

"Damn!" She cursed, "I'm a half hour late. Tek'll be so pissed at me."

"What are you talking about? Late for what?" Huntress was growing more and more irked as the time passed. Out from underneath her jacket, attached to her belt, B.L started to retrieve what looked like a gun. "Hey, I'm warning you don't even think about using that." B.L seemed to just ignore Huntress's protests, and continued to remove it and a vial of blue liquid. "Put it down!" Huntress ordered.

For the first time B.L finally took notice of Huntress's outbursts, at first she was confused, but then, glancing down at what was in her hand, a look of realization came over her, "Oh, don't worry it's not for you." She assured, as she inserted the vial into the 'gun.' Quickly she removed her jacket, revealing the black short-sleeved shirt underneath with a picture of the outline of a bird done in silver. Placing the 'gun' barrel on the inside of her elbow, she pulled the trigger flinching only a little before a look of calm over came her face. Huntress was still slightly on guard, and watched with fascination. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes lightly, B.L held it for a few moments, and then she exhaled slowly. She pulled the gun away from its resting place, ejecting the small tube that had held the liquid; it fell down to the dirty floor causing a small cloud of dust before rolling against a wall, then she reattached the gun to her belt, and donned her coat smoothing out the collar as she did.

"What the hell was that?"

"Oh, that.it's my medication." B.L revealed seemingly embarrassed, "Please don't ask anymore about it. I'm.I'm just not ready to tell you." She explained, nervously tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear; Huntress turned back to Helena nodding slightly. "Anyway, that's not the point."

"Then what is? You've been running in circles and being vague long enough. You sought out our help, but we can't help you if we don't know what we're up against." Helena pointed out beginning to pace now.

B.L sighed, lowered her head, and gave it a small shake as she spoke, "You're right, sorry. Look, the Kaze leader, Saio Inyana, managed to escape."

Before she could continue with her declaration, Helena morphed back into Huntress, and then proceeded to shove her into the wall once more; this time her forearm pressed firmly against B.L's. It was uncomfortable and hard to breath, but not impossible. "How do you know? What is it huh? You work for him? Come here acting like you need help only to off us later? Is that it? Is it?" Huntress was almost screaming the last of it.

"I.have.my ways." Wheezed B.L, her hands instinctively grabbing at Huntress's arm. Huntress pressed tighter before easing off a little; it was a little reminder to not be vague. "You.have.Oracle.I have.Tek. He.had surveillance.at Saio's.compound. After.checking one.day he.noticed.that.Saio wasn't.there.anymore. You want.to loosen.up some?" She requested, to which Huntress complied after a little coaxing from Oracle. Of course she didn't do it happily, and gave one final, angry push before letting go and moving back.

"This was bad news of course," B.L explained, rubbing her throat, as it was somewhat sore, "Tek went through the tapes going back until he found the actual break out. That was three months ago, and we can confirm that he's been here for at least two months. Already he's begun to rebuild the Kaze. I went up against them once before alone, and barely managed to do my job, this time.I don't think I'll be as lucky." She admitted with a slightly reserved, and fearful tone, her eyes turned upward, from where they had previously been studying the floor, to straight into Huntress's, "Will you help me?"

Huntress turned so that her back was facing B.L, "Oracle, what do you think?" Asked Huntress, sparing a glance over her shoulder to look in the young girls eyes that were filled with hope.

"I'm not sure. Do a trust game first." Oracle instructed.

"Huh?" Was the oh so intelligent word that poured from Huntress's lips.

"She knows our identities, so tell her that the only way we'll help is if she reveals hers. After all, we're all super heroes here."

Huntress turned so that she was facing B.L again, "We'll help you." B.L's eyes immediately lit up with delight, "But there's a catch."

In less than a second, B.L's eyes went from happy to confused, and reserved. "What?"

"Take off your mask and tell us who you really are." Huntress ordered.

"I don't think that I can do that."

"Fine then, I'll just be going. I'm sure that you can handle this by yourself." Huntress made to leave before a call stopped her.

"Wait! Okay.I'll tell you." She hesitated for a few moments, but her gloved hands slowly moved up towards the mask, "Please don't be angry." She whispered. The mask was pulled off now, and hovered in front of her eyes before slowly being lowered downwards. "I don't think I need to tell you who I am now, but just incase, I'm Dinah Lance, also know as Canary."

"Dinah." Was the only word that Huntress could manage through her shock, it was barely audible, and both Dinah and Oracle wondered if they had even heard it.

Notes: Look, normally I wouldn't stop here, and this part would be like ten thousand words or so, but it's just too much fun to stop right here and make you sweat it out for the next chapter. At least I hope you're sweating, are you.sweating that is? Please don't flame, or maybe do, I could use a good fire. It'll probably take me a while to get up the next part, possibly a few months, causse 1. I write kinda slow, and 2. I'm writing something else to, and possibly starting on a third thing.