A week passed, and after Dick and me begging her, Mom moved into the manor. I go over to Gandpa's almost every day, you should have seen the look on his face when him and Grandma found out. Damian wasn't to happy about Mom moving in, but I could care less.

Lately, Dick been getting worried about the gangs that used to be under the Red Hood's control. They aren't anymore since he's been gone, but I'm thinking that he needs to come back and knock them down a few pegs. Since we have no way of contacting him, we need another solution. I'm pretty sure I have it.

I walked into Grandpa's shop, and waited until all of his customers were gone, and then said, "Anything new?"

He smiled, "Nope, so whatcha need?"

"Well, I kind of need your help with something." I said.

He smiled, "I'm listening."

"If Mom or Grandma find out, I'm grounded for all eternity,and you'll be sleeping on the couch for a year." I warned.

He thought for a moment, "OK, I'll take that risk."

I smirked, "Good." He looked a little shocked, "What?" I asked.

"You know, when you smirk like that, you look just like your Dad." He said.

I smirked again, "Good."

THAT NIGHT:

Grandpa sure worked quickly, in no time, I was ready to carry out my plan. I just really hoped that I wouldn't run into Batman and Robin. My outfit was biker, just like Dad's, but it was different overall. I had combined some of Blue Jay's with Red Hood, not the colors, but just a little bit of the style.

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Throwing knives are on her ankle, darts on her upper arm as you can see, the shuriken are in a pocket on her vest and her guns are strapped to her back like Jason's in the movie. her small Kirs knife (not sure if you could tell it was one in the picture) Is tucked into her right glove.

I had already used a few snitches to deliver messages to the bosses of the gang's Dad had controlled. I waited until they were in the Warehouse, and stepped onto the platform above them, "Hellow there gang bangers, so glad you could make it."

They all stood up from the table, "Red hood!" Not quite.

"It's just a little girl!" Your on my list.

"Shoot her!" Good luck.

They all took out small hand guns, and before they could fire, I took my two and shot at the table, the all ducked, covering their heads. I stopped firing, and they stood up slowly. "Let's all just take a deep breath and calm down here folks, no need to get jumpy."

One of them shouted, "You wanna die, there's easier ways to kill yourself!"

"Yeah, like yelling at the trigger happy kid who's got a clear shot at your head, right?" I asked. He shut up.

"OK listen to me you scumb bags, since the old Red Hood has vanished to some far off corner of the Earth, I will be taking over Gotham. He demanded forty percent, I want twenty, that's a much sweeter deal. In exchange, you get full protection form Batman, Robin, Joker, Black Mask, and the old Red Hood should he actually return." I said, stressing return.

The guy from earlier gave the guy to his right a 'yeah right' look, and then turned to me, "OK phycotic kid, this is all very generouse, but why should we listen to you? We just got free of the last Red Hood."

I glared, "The last Red Hood, you rememer him, yeah, well I was trained by him, so you crossing me is like diging your own grave, got it? Go about your buisness as usual, but you stay away from school yards, parks, and play grounds. No reruiting children into your gangs got it? If you do, there's not a place in the world that you will be safe. I will hunt you down, and I will kill you infront of everyone as an example." Almost five years of watching Jason had taught me how to give a threat, and it had paid off. "Believe me when I say, I'm not asking you to work for me, I'm telling you." With that, I fired at the table again, and they all ducked again, and I slipped out before they could get up.

I smirked, watching them, it was easier than I thought, they had been easy to frighten, and even easier to manipulate. I ran across a few roof tops, tonight's mission was complete, and I needed to get back to George to tell him what happend.

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