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It was two days later when Nightengail said they had to get ready for the party. They had broken into a local theater and stolen some costumes. Nightengail sat at a small table putting on whatever makeup she had found. The dress was long and a deep blood red. It covered her legs but her arms were showing. She put on makeup and coverup to hide the marks. Her hair was put up into a bun. Nightengail stood up. River stood there in a tux.

"Well how do I look?" Nightengail asked.

She spun around for him to see.

"You look...beautiful,"

Nightengail smiled and turned back to the mirror. She picked up a mask that she had found. It was one of those exspression masks. With happy on one side and sad on the other. She carefually snapped it into two.

"We have to cover half our face,"

"Why?"

"Because I worked for Slade and you fought him. He knows what we look like,"

"Oh yeah..."

Nightengail took the sad half and put it over half her face (vertically). River put the happy half over his face. They stood there in the silence.

"Ready?" Nightengail asked.

"I don't think I'll ever be," River said.

They walked to the secret party. It wasen't very well hidden. Nightengail knew where it was though. She had been to these parties before. She closed her eyes and pushed the memory of those parties away. One time Slade got drunk and he tried to sell her away. River gulped. He was just about to walk into a party where every evil guy/girl would be. Robin would have a fit.

River and Nightengail stood in the middle of a crowd. Nightengail sipped a glass of wine slowly. An old man walked up to him. River recognized him. It was the previous mayor. He was probably the richest man in the city.

"Oh well hello there. I don't think I recognize you," he said to River.

River cleared his throat. Nightengail pinched his back to get him to talk.

"Oh! I am...uh...I am Two Face and this is my lovely assistant," River said.

Nightengail rolled her eyes. Two Face? Is that the best he can do?

"Two Face eh? What are you some type of Mumbo wanna-be?" the ex-mayor asked.

"No I just want to make the world a better place as does any one here," River said giving the ex-mayor the most evil smile he could come up with.

Nightengail smiled at River. If he wanted he really could become evil. The ex-mayor turned his attention over to Nightengail.

"Well Two Face you have excellent choice in your assistance. If you want me to take her off your hands for a while..." the ex-mayor began.

He winked at Nightengail who at that point thought she was going to barf.

"Soy sir apesadumbrado pero estoy en amor con este hombre aquí." Nightengail said. (I am sorry sir but I am in love with this man here)

The mayor looked confused.

"I'm sorry what did you say?" he asked.

"No deseo ir con usted sir así que voluntad que usted retrocede amablemente." Nightengail said. (I do not wish to go with you so will you kindly back off)

"Your assistant can't seem to speak English" the ex-mayor said.

"Well I am trying to teach her but you know foreign women all play and no work," River said.

Nightengail held back the urge to slap him.

"Yes I know all to well. But if ever just call," the ex-mayor said.

Then he walked off that is without giving Nightengail a little slap on her butt.

"¡Le espero putrefacción en las llamas del infierno!" Nightengail yelled at him. (I hope you rot in the flames of hell)

River took Nightengail's arm and pulled her aside.

"I had no idea you could speak Spanish," River said.

"I had no idea you could be so down right evil," Nightengail said.

"Well then there's a lot about me you don't know," River said.

He took a sip of wine. This was about his 6th one.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nightengail asked.

"I mean maybe we don't know anything about each other,"

"I know lots about you!"

"Yeah what's my last name?"

"I uh...it's uh,"

"My point I hope is made,"

Nightengail looked at him. She glared.

"I don't have to take this! Have a good time River I'm leaving!" she yelled at him.

"Fine see you at the hotel!"

Nightengail turned on her heel and stormed out without even getting any information. River held his head. He knew he was drunk. He didn't mean any of those things. He did stay for the party though hoping he could get some information. There was none. The ex-mayor did ask where his assistant went and River said he didn't know. Then the ex-mayor went off probably serching for her.

River stepped outside. He had to go back to the hotel now but he couldn't seem to remember which way it was. He held his head. It hurt this time. Then someone grabbed his mouth from behind him.

"Someone's had a little to much wine," the voice hissed.

River mumbled something. His hands were soon tied and something hit him across the head. He blacked out.

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Nightengail walked into the hotel. She had been walking her anger off for about 3 hours. She had even seen a movie.

"River I think we need to talk," she said.

There was no answer.

"River?"

Nightengail checked the bathroom and everywhere. He wasen't here.

"That little...How dare he lie to me!" Nightengail said.

She sat down on one of the beds.

"He's probably off with some girl to get back at me," she muttered.

That's when she saw the note on the nightstand. Slowly Nightengail opened it.

I have him.

If you ever want to see him again you know where to go.

If you do not show up in two days I will kill him.

His death will be on your hands girl

-Slade

Nightengail gasped. Slade. She looked at the letter. The writing wasen't black. It was written in red ink. She dropped the letter to the ground. Her hand covered her mouth. Slade had River and he would kill him. But why... A tear fell from her face. She had yelled at River. This was all her fault. If she hadn't of left Slade wouldn't have him. She had said angry things to him to. Nightengail glanced at the letter. Slade wanted her not River. She would have to go.

She looked at the red ink and cried. It was written in blood.

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