Trickster eyed Bat-Kid flirtingly and laughs manically as she twirls her ponytail around with her red nail-polished finger. Mystique growls lowly and rolls her eyes, thinking in her mind how pathetic Trickster was acting. It's not that Mystique's jealous, it was the FACT that Orla was a trickster. Like her name. She was not, repeat IS NOT, jealous..! Trickster saw Mystique and came close to her face. Not wanting to see her face, Mystique turns away but couldn't help herself but to smell the cigarette residue in Trickster's breath.

For a sixteen year old brat...she smokes like a hobo...How much does this bitch smoke...?

Pushing Trickster away from her, Mystique nearly runs off to catch her breath. Laughing at her, Trickster comes close to Bat-Kid and flirts with him again, calling him her little 'puddin'. Bat-Kid nearly snaps at her and tells her to back off or else.

"Or else you'll do what, sweetie pie?"

"Don't call me sweetie either! I know your fucking games, Orla. Don't underestimate me, brat."

"Oh, I'm a brat...? You're so sexy when you're upset."

Bat-Kid groans and moves away from her, but she grabs his arm and kisses his lips. Mystique nearly drops her jaw but quickly shakes her head and remembers of her flirty plans.

She's so filthy with her pathetic attempts to get Matt. Get over yourself, Orla...

She wraps her sleazy arms all around Matthew's neck then she nearly stabs him with a knife she kept in her back pocket! Being able to dodge her blow, he ties her up with one of his dad's batarangs. Able to cut herself loose, she attacks Mystique but manages to disappears. Looking back and forth, she didn't notice the low-blow Maia gave her in the face. Stumbling backwards, she lets out a pitchy cry and runs to Matt's side. Looking confused and looking back at Maia, who was looking steamed from Orla's twisted mind. Trying to push Orla off him, he couldn't find the heart to. He didn't understand why he couldn't but maybe, yet maybe, he was falling for her. Twisted and corrupt as she was, she reminded something of his mother, Catwoman, for she had the same flirty and spontaneous attitude with his father, before she turned into addiction and burglary. He sighs as he hangs on to her. Maia mouths out to him, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Trust me.", he mouths out back.

Maia shakes her head in disbelief. As Matt comforts Orla, he secretly handcuffs her! Her mouth agape, she giggles and plays with her ponytail again. Smiling in his face, she compliments him on his integrity and boldness. Feeling on his chest, she cuddles with him. His mouth crooked a bit, he looks at Maia for help, she was chuckling to herself before grabbing Orla and calling the cops. The cops arrived, taking away Orla and stuffing her into the back of their car. She was slowly whistling under her breath as she was grinning. Matt and Maia look at each other then back at Orla as she was sitting inside the car. Something popped up in Matt's mind.

She's scheming something. I know it. I just can't-

Suddenly, the ground started to rumble a bit. The cops were being shocked to death from the shockwaves! Seeing their shaking bodies drop to the ground, Maia's dark eyes widen with fear and she almost faints. Keeping her posture together, she uses her wristwatch to detect any robotics underground, which they were tiny microscopic bugs inside. Wondering how she'd manage to put them underground, Maia tries to get the bugs without shocking herself, but Orla must of have already known she was going to do that. Shocking herself, Maia lays on her side, paralyzed. Running to her aide, Matt scoops up Maia. Nearly bursting into tears and praying that his dear friend wasn't dead, he glares at Orla, nearly wanting to kill her, but didn't. He had unfinished business to deal with her. Matt decides to take Orla into his dad's Bat-Cave to do some questioning, but he knew it was a bad idea. Knowing she might steal something or a fast one on him.

Shit! Orla's been super clever the last time I've seen her. More clever and more sexy...No..! Snap out of it, Matt! Why are you falling for Orla?! I mean...*sigh*...fuck it. I need damn answers.

She was smirking like her madman of her deranged father but has dirty good looks from her deranged mother. Not trying to fall for her sexy acts, he takes her into Wayne Manors for questioning, trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach and guilt and pleasure that Trickster had in store for him. Good Lord...what did Matt get himself into...?