Morton smirked and walked towards her, "Need help to fight?"

Leslie moved against the wall. The once hunter felt trapped. Helena prepared… to defend rather then to attack. He knew she was at a disadvantage. Morton threw her a punch which she stopped using the pipe. He smiled; the brunette took a step backwards, he was taunting her.

"Oh, quick reflex, that is good." Morton turned and threw a kick; she blocked it with the pipe. He didnt loose time and threw a second one that she stopped too. Huntress turned and hit him in his side with the pipe with a fast movement, she hit him again on his head. He stepped back and she put the pipe in front of her. She was lucky Barbara had trained her on the batons in her free time.

"Leslie," she said to the doctor, "look for the exit."

"But…"

"She is here, just do it!"

Leslie understood who Huntress was talking about; she didn't want leave her alone but she knew it was better to listen to her. She ran to the next door.

Angrily Morton tried to hit the brunette; she blocked the fist with one side of the pipe and hit him with the other. A guard appeared behind Huntress. He raised his gun toward her. She was lucky to be meta, she turned on time and threw the pipe at him to make him release the gun. The shot miss her mere inches. Morton used the distraction and kicked her in her leg. She grunted and fell on her knees.

Oracle raised her head. That had been a gunshot.

"Did you hear that?" Dinah asked.

The red head motioned her to stay silent. After a few seconds she looked upside and pushed the door with a blow of her fist. She climbed out. "Hurry, this way." Dinah followed her. As soon as she was out, she saw Oracle throwing a rope to one of the pipes at the ceiling. She used it easily to climb up and to slip easily though the place. "Go down, run to the end of the corridor." her mentor ordered. She followed her instructions and jumped down.

Leslie ran through the corridors, looking for an exit.

"Where are you going?" a guard shouted. "Stop!"

The old woman tried to run and the man pointed his gun to her. A door opened and Reese appeared. When he saw the guard pointing a gun at Leslie. He immediately pushed the man that was walking toward him and, taking his gun he shot the man's hand. The man grabbed his hand and the doctor punched him on his jaw. The man instantly was knocked out. That punch came from below, up to the jaw, another move Batman had taught her. Reese looked at her surprised, it seemed as if all the women that he met were not exactly sweet and fragile.

"Who are you?" The doctor asked disconcerted.

"Dr. Leslie Thompkins?" He asked her. He had seen her picture in the newspapers, she was a very well known doctor in the city.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Reese, Det. Jesse Reese, a friend of Huntress and Oracle." he explained walking towards her. "Where is Huntress?"

"She…"

They heard boots charging. "Don't move!!"

"Damn!" Reese mumbled as three guard pointed guns at them.

Oracle heard the voices. She moved to her right sliding through the old gas pipes above and arrived on time as the three men arrived. She raised her head and looked around; she found some electric cables easily. She secured the rope around her waist to the pipes and took out a knife from her belt, she put her night vision glasses on and cut it with a fast movement. The lights blinked off. She took the oppurtunity and pushed her self down.

Reese and Leslie heard noises in the middle of the darkness; some grunts and in a few seconds silence. They didn't know what had happened.

"Take her out of here." They heard a female voice. "Later, go to the lower floor; there are people trapped there detective."

"Oracle?" Reese raised his head trying to figure out what was happening. "Huntress?"

"I'm on it, do s I say."

"I'll find the exit Oracle, you need to help." Leslie took Reese's arm. "Hurry detective, you don't have time."

Morton raised his leg to hit Huntress in her face, but she stopped the blow by grabbing his foot with her hand. She twisted it to make him fall. She stood up limping. "Not an easy piece of cake eh?" she smirked.

"You are dead." he licked his lip standing up with incredible agility and attacked her. She had worked many hours in the training room with Oracle, and knew where her own weak points were, the ones that her mentor usually used to beat her in combat. She used that strategy against him and soon he was on the floor again. Filedl with anger he attacked her. Now the brunette understood why Oracle always told her have cool mind. The fury had blinded him. She was at a disadvantage, but she used his anger against him.

She punched him harder. Morton crashed against a door and fell inside the room that was his office. Huntress jumped to him and punched his face twice. She felt really good doing it, she had been waiting do it for long time too. The wound in her back was bothering her by her abrupt movements but it didn't matter to her; Morton was dangerous. He tried to stand up but she kicked him down and locked his arm on his back. "You lost..." she growled.

"No... You lost." He smiled, his eyes changed to normal again. With out warning, the pipe that she had been using, flew through the air hitting her roughly in her back. She growled and released him. Morton didn't give her time to think, he turned and hit her with his elbow on her side.

The next thing she felt, was his fist against her face. He tried to punch her again but the crime fighter reacted and surprised him with a kick. She shook her head, she felt grateful for her instincts. He glared at her and raised his hand. The brunette found her self suddenly flying through the air. She hated that. Dammit, it seemed as if he enjoyed using her as a ping pong ball. He didn´t waste time; as soon as she fell on the floor he sent her flying against the bookcase. The heavy furniture broke under her weight.

"Your friend has great mind powers," white his fists in balls he walked up to her, "It's a shame she didn't know how use it."