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Terra sat silently behind the pilot that her boss ordered, looking out the window to see the sights slowly change as they went by. The pilot noticed the uncomfortable silence.

"So… you got amnesia?" He asked the young blonde but not bothering to look back. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked straight ahead at the back of the man's chair.

"Well I can't remember a thing so I guess so." She responded a bit rudely, looking back down at Gotham. The male grinned though he noticed the coldness in her voice.

"I'm guessin' you don't like strangers…" The pilot answered in a warm tone compared to Terra's snapping. The blonde sighed.

"I'm just frustrated. First I wake up with no memory, next thing I know it, I'm helping the Mafia raid Bruce Wayne!" The pilot frowned once he heard the name Bruce Wayne.

"Oh, that guy. Well, he is a billionaire. I'm not surprised that the boss signed you up for him. But I heard that there's the Batman protecting him. I couldn't doubt it since every time someone tries to rob this guy, the Bat always shows up." He hinted keeping his eyes focused straight in front. Terra didn't even know who Batman was but gave the pilot a small 'oh' so it can answer him.

They suddenly landed on a random building which seemed to look like a mansion. The pilot looked back at Terra with a smile.

"This is your stop, kid." He told her. Terra got off and thanked him. Then it hit her.

"Wait a minute! How do I get down from here?" Terra asked, fright seeping into her. The young brunette with the big jaw waved at her as if he didn't hear her question and flew off. Terra stared back at the helicopter in shock. She looked down from the roof and shuddered at the height she was on.

"What do I do now?" She asked herself warily, holding herself in fear. She looked around with big eyes trying to figure out a way to get off the roof. "I can't just jump down… there must be a way." Then she remembered her powers and what they could do. She blinked and thought about this. Terra had no idea how to use these powers or even starting them up for that matter. Then she remembered what Marcello told her. He told her to focus on these things. Terra tried before but then again she didn't really put a lot into it. She just tried to force it out she didn't put her mind into it.

Terra looked back down at the ground which was what, 1,000 feet from the roof? The blonde took a breath and let her mind take over. She closed her eyes, and began to imagine flying rocks. When she opened her eyes, to her surprise, there was a rock right there in front of her. It was a pebble. That wouldn't do any good but it was a start. She dropped the pebble and tried again this time a bit harder while focusing on her inner strength. She suddenly felt a strange tingle in her and her feet leave the ground slightly. The blonde snapped her eyes open and looked down. She was carrying an eerie yellow aura on the out lines of her body and the freakiest of all, she was floating. Terra began flaying her arms and legs around violently and suddenly fell on her hind painfully.

"Ow…" Terra groaned while rubbing her rear with a gloved hand. She looked at herself in shock and in wonder. How did she do that? Marcello never mentioned anything about flying… unless it was something new…

Terra shook off her train of thoughts and focused again. She felt the same tingling again and her feet lose touch with the ground. The rock-mover tried not to panic and started to get used to not standing. The familiar blonde looked down to see she was about ten feet off the roof. Suddenly she felt her heart trying to beat out of her chest. She took a deep breath, trying her best not to think of falling to a gruesome death while closing her eyes. She opened them and tried to move around. She was able to do so but with indescribable effort. This was very new to her.

The blonde amnesiac managed to gain the courage of floating off the roof and next to one of the windows of the mansion.

"This is probably the famous 'Wayne Manor' Marcello was talking to me about. It's… very gloomy." She ended with a frown of curiosity. She accidentally spun upside down and starts falling. Terra quickly regains control and floats back up. "I've really got to fix that…" The blonde breathes so she can regain cool. Terra, without warning, spots Bruce Wayne entering the room Terra was spying in. She lowered herself into a peeking position so only her eyes and above were visible. Bruce had a visitor- an awkward little guy. He had spiky black hair, a black mask and a color-blinding uniform. Terra frowned at him. He seemed weirdly familiar, as if they'd met before. She discards her thoughts again and focuses on Bruce. "Hmm… if I were a rich playboy… where would I hide my money…?" Terra asked herself with crossed legs in mid-air. The rock-mover thought long and hard but nothing came. Then something else hit her. "Maybe I should go investigate myself… but how am I going to do that?" She asked herself. Then an idea clicked her attention.

Terra finally got to an empty, abandoned room and slipped open the window and shut it closed as quietly as possible. She slithered to the door and placed her gloved hand on the cold knob. Terra slowly turned it, hearing the nub in the door slide into its slot. She took a deep breath and let the door slide open at about the width of one of her blue eyes. She slowly looked around. No one there. What luck!

She seeped through the door's crack and tip-toed to another random door. She slid through that one too so she wouldn't gather any slight suspicions. Terra finally reached a hallway. It was filled with priceless antiques and luxurious and exquisite sculptures. Her eyes went big with greed. Never has she ever seen such a jaw-dropping sight of rich items. The only word she was able to mutter was the simple word that we all would use in a case like this…

"Oh snap."

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