Its been too long, my friends. I have been suffering from writers blck, and I promise, this story will n soon and I will move on to something else. Anyway, On with the Show!!

(I STILL dont own the batman, so dont sue me, k?)


Strange New World

part 6

The lights at Arkham Asylum had been turned off for the noght.

Twas a night here at Arkham and while the guards all played poker,

Not a crazy was stirring, not even the Joker.

The inmates were locked up and strapped to beds,

While hallucinations danced in their heads.

As she scaled the side of the asylum, Batgirl went over the plan that she had come up with before she left the house today. It was obvious that something was wrong with the dynamic duo. Alfred mentioned that it seemed that the were being controlled by some type of mind altering drug. Now the last thing she wantd to do was take on Batman herself. The last time she had to do that was when Poison Ivy was controlling his mind, and that was hard enough. If she wanted to figure out what was wrong with them, she would have to get one of them to a hospital, and it looked like it was going to be Robin. After all, she still needed revenge after he pullled that little stunt ith the handcuffs on top of Police Heaquarters. She climbed to the top of the roof. High above the cells, on the roof of the revolving door prison, Batgirl opened a skylight.

Wasnt even locked. No wonder these guys escape all the time.

Looking down, she could see the shadowy figures standing below her. Dr. Strange was talking to them. She could see that Robin was hanging back, listening to the words of the mad doctor. This was her perfect opportunity.

"Tell me how to save everyone, and Ill remove it." Batman said, stepping forward.

The hinges of the glass panels in the roof were almost silent as she swung them open. Below, she could see the three figures of Dr. Strange, Batman, and, of course, Robin.

Forget the Bat. Right now, its payback time for the pixie.

The floor was about thirty feet below her, too much of a fall to withstand without injury, so she had to crawl along the pipes in order to get to a manageable distance from the ground.

Batman was getting irate.

"…Tell me how to save everyone!" He began shouting. It was the perfect distraction.

She dropped from the ceiling, landing with as much grace as possible. Robin's eyes went wide with drug induced fear and hallucinations. She decided that she had some grievances to air, and now was as good a time as any to do it.

Swiftly standing up from the crouched position she had landed in and turning around to face Robin, she began to speak. His face got only whiter and whiter. She was enjoying this.

"You know, Robin, I'm not really upset that you took my position as partner to the Dark Knight. I don't really care that in a few short weeks Batman revealed to you the secrets he didn't show me in months. I am even willing to forgive you for the fact that you handcuffed me and pushed me off a building where I almost fell to my death. You wanna know why?"

She was now standing only a few feet away from the boy wonder; talking as smoothly as a monologue-ing villain.

Without warning, she flew at him, knocking him out with a simultaneous punch to the head and kick to the stomach. It was a classic takedown performed with picture perfect form. She stood over him, not even concerned that now she would have to drag his unconscious body out the window thirty feet above her head. Just as he lost consciousness, she quipped,

"Because now we're even."

If Batman wasn't totally crazy right now, I bet he would have appreciated that move.

Strange was still talking to Batman. She knew that he must be the one behind this, but there was still no way she was taking him on with Batman right there. She picked Robin off the floor and got out the ceiling as quickly as she could. Now Robin was in good shape, of course. But when you are trying to haul someone's uncounscious body out a window while not seriously hurting them, you will find yourself cursing them as if they were Biggest Loser contestants; which was exactly what Batgirl was doing as she tried to scale the rope dangling from the ceiling with Robin on her back.

She tried to push his arms through the window while still hanging off the rope.

Dammit, this kid has more flab than Cluemaster after Thanksgiving!

With one final push, Robin flew out onto the roof, followed closely by Batgirl. She noticed that her fall was somewhat cushioned. Lookng up, she realized that she had fallen directly on top of him. She felt her cheeks blush at first, but felt a bit better when she relized that no one else could see her in this comprimising postion, not even the boy she happened to be straddling. Getting up quickly, she closed the ceiling trap door. It didn't look as if Batman had yet suspected a thing. Now all she had to do was figure out what was wrong with Robin, and maybe then she could help the Big Bat too. Walking to the edge, she looked at her Bike far below her.

Great. Now how do we get down?

...

The rest of the night was exiting. She brought Robin to the doctor, synthesized and antidote, and the two worked together to stop Batman from single-handedly destroying Gotham.

Trying to explain to her Dad where she had been proved even more challenging.

The next morning, as she and Dick sat behind the stage, listening to Bruce Wayne give his publics address, she knew that even though she would always have her differences with Robin, now that she had gotten that aggression out of her system, maybe they would become friends. Maybe…

Dick made a joke. She rolled her eyes.

It was a good night.


(A/N)

OK everybody! This marks the end of the Strange New World Storyline. God knows it took long enough. I have been stuigling with ending this series and I honestly just wanted to get it over with. Who knows? Maybe if the inspiration strikes, I will revisit this idea and give it a proper ending.

Thanks so much for the reviews! You all have so many good Ideas, and I want to adress them all. If you have suggestions for what should come next, you know what to do.

Honest Criticism is appreciated.