Huntress moved restlessly trying to understand what had happened. She felt numb and confused She tried to clear her mind but for some reason she couldn't. The pain in her back was increasing.

::What's going on Huntress?:: the voice of Oracle echoed in her ears. She heard her but should couldn't focus on what she was asking. ::Huntress?::

"Here…" finally she said with great effort.

::What happened? Are you okay?::

"Someone shot me…" Huntress grunted. The damn bullet now felt like a burning stake in her back.

::How bad is it?::

"Dunno… hurts." She pressed her teeth.

Morton tried to calm Reese down. "She is dangerous and you know it."

"She was just talking to me!"

"Reese, look, I'm not going to discuss with you."

"You were dead! Tell me what the hell is going on now or I'll handcuff you and send you to the police station." the detective shouted.

"I'm not dead. Sometimes the things that you see are not real." He turned to look at Huntress lying on the floor "Except her. You can't send me to anyplace. I'm now working on a Top Secret mission."

"What are you talking about?"

"I told you, Secret Service. You can't interfere," he cradled his head, the headache had begun to bother him again. He glared to the girl lying on the ground.

"What is this all about?"

Morton shouted to him. "She is not human Reese, you know that. I must stop them. She will help us learn more about them and to find a way to stop their reproduction."

"What?" Reese pushed him with his hands.

"You know she is a thing." He rubbed his back of his head annoyed.

"She is innocent."

"Why if she hides from us? Why does she use the night move around? Why does she avoid contact with people?" Morton raised his brown "Why don't you know her name?"

Reese tried to control his anger and smashed his fist against Morton's damn smile. He pointed to one of his officers "Call the paramedics and the ambulance!"

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Oracle tried desperately to access the damage of the bullet. Huntress never complained about her wounds; and if she did it, it was because it was really bad.

:: Damn.:: Huntress growled almost in a whisper.

The red head tried to help her to keep her mind clear "Can you move? You need to move out of there! We can pick you up you near there."

::Where are you? ::

"Huntress, focus please. Stay calm. I need you to move out of there. Can you walk?"

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Huntress looked at Reese through her unruly hair; he was discussing something with someone. She noticed three policemen surrounding her but they were watching Reese. She looked at her side, there was a high fence. If she moved fast she could jump it. Oracle, was right, she needed to move. She shook her head, she needed to try.

::Can you walk?:: Oracle asked again.

"I'll try…" The brunette closed her eyes and took a breath. Slowly she tried to stand up supporting her weight on her right knee.

"Careful!" Morton watched the young woman attempt to stand up. He pushed Reese, and grabbed his gun from the holster. Before Reese could avoid him, he shot her.

Huntress yelled feeling the bullet burying itself deep into her thigh; she bent down and fell on her side hitting the ground hard.

::Huntress!:: Oracle shouted in the mic when she heard her protégé's scream.

The brunette growled. Reese, annoyed, smashed his fist harder against on Morton's face. "Damn asshole!!". McNally and some of Morton's police men jumped over him to avoid him beating Morton to a pulp. Furious, he tried to free himself.

::Huntress, Huntress answer me.:: Oracle said, trying to control her self. She didn't know what was happening.

"My leg…" the brunette whimpered.

::Please, stay calm. He shot you again?:: the red head asked.

The brunette took her thigh between her hands and rolled on her side pressing her forehead against the cold ground. "Yes…"

"Damn asshole!" Reese shouted, held by two men.

Morton wiped his lip with the back his hand. "This is a federal investigation. Clear the area." He ordered his men "Take him out."

"You will pay for this!!" Reese growled.

McNally took Reese's arm. "Calm down man." He said "You can't do anything."

"I need to talk to the commissioner." Reese said furiously. She was hurt and he needed to help her.

Morton, smiling, took out his handkerchief to clean his lip and walked up to Huntress who moved restlessly on the floor.

::Stay calm. I'm thinking of a way to move you out of there.:: Oracle said to her protegee through the mic.

Huntress knew the sickness she was feeling was not a good sign. She felt the sweat covering her face. Now things had gone worse. Oracle had better move fast. Suddenly she felt someone grabbing her by her shirt and raising her a few inches off the ground roughly. She grunted.

"We meet again Huntress." Morton said, kneeling next to her, smirking.

She froze. Two cat slits just like hers were fixed on her eyes. Morton. That couldn't be. How could he have survived? The police report said he was dead.

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Dinah felt she was in the middle of a nightmare, this couldn't be happening, "Who is that?" she asked listening to the conversation and atching the screen.

"I don't know, and I don't like his words." Oracle looked at the screen in concern. "He knows her, but he's definitely not a friend."

"Where is she? I need to go…"

"No, stay here."

"I need to help her!" Dinah said, almost shouting.

Oracle turned and faced her. Her gaze was cold and hard. "I said stay here." She pointed to the screen "I need to focus to help her, please, don't make me lose time discussing this! If you were to get into trouble I can't help both of you at the same time!" Barbara took Dinah's hand, she didn't want scare her or be rude, "Please help me, I'm trying to save her."

Dinah understood and nodded.

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He knew she had recognized him. "Yes, it's me. I've come to pick you up. Cat's have seven lives Huntress, remember?"

"You are crazy."

He pushed her against Reese´s car. She pressed her teeth trying not to cry. "Be nice or I will be rude." Morton looked her wounds "Mmm, you are pretty hurt. Loosing so much blood is bad. Do you know that?"

Huntress followed her instincts, she hit him in his face with her right fist, causing him to fall backwards. He released her and she heard sound of guns loading and saw the policemen preparing to shoot her. She glared at them fighting against the darkness that was surrounding her mind."

"No!" Morton yelled, "Don't shot!" He stood up and walked toward her. She raised her head to look at him.

"Never do that again!" he kicked the wound on her leg.

The brunette cried and held her leg.

"I don't want hurt you."

"Killer." Huntress gasped. "You killed all those people, you will pay for it."

Morton leaned on and, grabbing her neck with his hand he whispered into her ear "No freak, it was you. I'll prove that you are just a creature and that you killed them. You and I are going to have fun time. And after that all those headaches will disappear. Do you like the idea?" He smiled watching Huntress have difficulty in keeping conscious from her wounds and loss of blood.

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"What did he say," Oracle asked, frowning.

"IT was in a whisper," Alfred moved his head, "hard to know."

"Who is he? She knows him!" Dinah said.

"We need to move her out of there." The red head brushed her hair with her fingers nervously. "I must find a way."

"It's hard with all those policemen around her." Alfred said.

"I'm working on it."

Dinah looked scared; she had lost her mom. She didn't want to lose Helena, She along with Barbara and Alfred, were now her family. She couldn't lost any one else.

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Morton pushed Huntress harder against the floor. She growled as it hit her back. Her eye lids felt heavier, it was hard to try keep them open. She was losing the battle to keep he self conscious. That man was crazy and out of his mind, she needed stop him. She needed to protect Oracle. She didn't know that he was back. She coughed and felt the iron taste of blood on her lips. Damn, that was not good; things were turning bad. Two paramedics arrived.

"No one called you, go away!" Morton shouted.

"I called them!" said someone next to them, one of them opened his emergency kit and the other one moved a portable stretcher to her side.

"She is hurt we can't." the young paramedic answered him, taking out some supplies from his emergency kit.

"I said move away!" Morton shouted pushing one of the paramedics.

"You will get into trouble if you don't let us help her!" the other paramedic said.

"He is right," said one of Morton's men.

"Damn itt, who called them?"

"Officer MacNally." The paramedic took off his belt and began to tie a tourniquet on Huntress' leg.

"Shoot her if she tries to escape." Morton turned and walked toward his car.

Huntress swallowed and closed her eyes. The paramedic asked her something, but she couldn't understand what was he saying, his voice was distorted and far; her head began to spin, dizziness and confusion enveloped her. The loss of blood was too much for her and she passed out.

"She is unconscious."

"Vitals is low."

"We need to move her fast."