"BREAKING NEWS: A big-time criminal only known as Bane has escaped Blackgate Penitentiary with the help of unknown armed group and is currently at large. Be advised, he and his accomplices are known to be armed and extremely dangerous. Authorities are asking for the public's help. To anyone who has information in regards to his and/or his accomplices' whereabouts, please call the GCPD's hotline. In other news…"
The twenty-three-year-old Barbara Gordon looking at the local news report on the TV screen of the clinic she was in.
"Oh my god, that's scary." Says the older lady on the waiting area who are oblivious of the actual consequences of the criminal's escape.
To Barbara however, the threat is more real than she can ever comprehend. It took 2 months of meticulously planning before Batman was able to apprehend and imprison Bane into Blackgate. The task was extremely difficult that Bane even manage to injure Batman's spine during that mission.
The girl went to a nearby one-person washroom and dialed a number on her phone.
"Hello?" Barbara talking to the person on the other line. "Have you heard of the news?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I'm going to need everyone's help this time."
"Sure, however I can help."
"I already dispatched Robin and Nightwing on different parts of Gotham, but I'm gonna need you to do a reconnaissance mission in Gotham's Downtown district. Find any sign of Bane but do not apprehend him or any of his accomplice alone, it is crucial for us to apprehend them together."
"Roger that. I'm on it."
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Batgirl now standing a top of a building, wearing her well fitted purple tactical suit with a prominent yellow emblem of a bat meticulously decorated her chest. Her yellow cape dangling behind her. Overhead, GCPD's blimps circling around Gotham's night sky flashing their lights on the ground looking for any suspicious activities.
"Batman, I'm on my vantage point. Everything seems clear."
"Batgirl?! Hey! How are you doing? Glad to hear you joined the party." Nightwing, her ex-boyfriend greeting her. They remained good friends even after their break up over conflicts in their interests and schedule.
"Batgirl is with us?! Hey Batgirl! Would you like to grab something to eat later?" Tim Drake/Robin who is couple years her junior but has a huge crush on Barbara speaking on the intercom.
"You guys need to stay focus. The mission is a very serious threat we need to address." The man who obviously leads the team snapping back at the group to keep the childish members in line.
"Don't worry young Robin, when all is over, I'll treat you to a dinner date." Batgirl playfully responded.
"Just him? How about me?"
"I said that's enough Nightwing!" The man now with his commanding voice.
Their comms went silent…
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Two hours seems to have passed and nothing. Until Batgirl noticed some suspicious activity coming from the abandoned Old Five Points Subway Station. Multiple men in militarized uniform coming in and out of the station.
Not wanting to call in her location just yet attempting to avoid a possible false alarm, she decided to investigate further. Batgirl crawled her way inside an opening of a dilapidated subway ventilation. The large opening of the vent eventually funneled into a tight squeeze and even for her petite shape, she found it hard to maneuver herself inside the small ventilation, making unavoidable bangs and clangs on the vent's metal surface.
Then at last, an opening large enough to give her enough space to breathe. As she takes in a deep breath, the horrid odor of the place offended her olfactory, It smells like piss and shit. Now perched atop of a metal beam, she looked around but could not see anything—the place is pitch-black. Turning on her advance thermal and night vision by blinking twice, her contact lenses flashed an emerald-green light around her irises… nothing. No heat signatures, no sign of any life around besides the squeaking rodents and cockroaches.
B-but there has to be something. She jumped down from her roosting spot making a whisper-like whoosh as she gracefully glides down with her yellow cape wide open, her eyes still glowing a faint green that enables her to see in the dark terrain. She looked like a flying predator with large wings wide-open talons ready to snatch a prey. Her landing didn't make any sound as if her feet didn't even touch the ground.