Hello, again! I hope you are all enjoying this. Don't worry, you'll be seeing more action soon. ;) Ta ta for now! - Meg
To my surprise the cowl fit me perfectly. I strapped on the belt and put on the black boots that went with it. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. "You're crazy," I thought to myself, "No one in their right mind would go after a murderer wearing tights and a cape." I smirked small to myself. "Well Jason and Batman do…" I sighed small and shook my head. "I can do this," I said aloud," It can't be as hard as it seems." Now, how was I supposed to hunt down the crook I was looking for? "Ah!" I walked over to the Bat Computer and made it come alive, but I ran into a problem. On the home screen there was a password for it. "Hm...," I said while thinking, "This looks a lot like the same security Wayne Tech uses. Maybe I can hack it." Sitting up straight in the chair, I cracked my fingers and started to type in different pass codes. Dynamic Duo, Denied. I hate the Joker, Denied. I growled in frustration and leaned back in the chair. "What can it be," I thought staring at the screen. Only one more try left before Batman would be signaled someone was trying to hack them. I had no time to waste this last shot. "Maybe this will work," I mumbled under my breath and typed in Wayne. I bit my lower lip as I slowly pressed down on the Enter button. The screen flashed from red to green as it said in big print: Password Accepted. I sighed in relief and started to browse through the criminal database. After almost a half hour of searching, I finally found someone that fit the description. "David Philips," I said coldly. I exited out of the screen and went to put on my mask until I saw a folder on the bottom left hand corner of the screen. It was titled 'Top Secret' and had a lock and chain over the icon for it. "If I hack that, I'll probably find out who Batman is," I said thinking out loud. I paused and stared at the icon for a good minute until I shook my head and made my way to the garage of the Bat Cave. I saw when Jason came back where he parked his motorcycle. While putting my mask snugly on my face, I hopped down to the lower platform and at a partially covered motorcycle. "Probably used to be Batgirl's," I thought, "They won't mind if I borrow it for tonight…" I threw the cover off of it and brushed off the light layer of dust on the vehicle. "Awesome," I said with a smile admiring the purple motorcycle that had the Bat symbol painted on the side of it. I took out the keys that were in the belt of the costume and put it in the ignition. The bike roared and then calmed, allowing me to ride it. "Come on, we have a thug to catch," I said and raced out of the Bat Cave.
I drove out of the cave, down Wayne Manor and out onto the streets of Gotham. I swerved in between cars on the main roadway into Gotham. The cars stopped and I could see some people step out of their cars and stare at me. I ignored them and continued into the more crime ridden area of Gotham, where Ally and her mom lived. I parked the bike in an alley between the apartment building and a pizzeria that seemed to fishy for my liking. No wonder Ally never had Tasha or me over. I climbed up the fire escape and opened a window, sneaking into the apartment without disturbing any police activity. "I think we're about done here," one officer said as he ducted under some police tape. "Yeah," the other said as she ducked under the tape, "Such a tragedy." As their footsteps became more and more distant, I poked my head out from behind the wall I was standing behind. This was the first time I really got to see the crime scene with my own eyes, not on a piece of paper. My gaze wandered across the room at the fallen lamp, turned over chairs and other misplaced objects, a sure sign of a struggle. I noticed a dot of red out of the corner of my eyes, down a hallway in the doorway to what looked like a bedroom. I took a big breath and forced myself to walk over to it. My shoulders started to shake as my knees buckled from under me, making me kneel on the carpeted ground. There were two huge, drying pools of blood in the master bedroom. From the look of the outlines from the police, Ally was the one closest to me, and her mother the opposite. "Ally," I said quietly, trying to stay composed, but I was failing. I looked up for a split second and noticed something black under neath the bed. Carefully, I pulled it out and placed it on the blood shattered sheets of the bed. "What the Hell," I said taking out a shotgun, I.D. and cellphone from the black duffle bag. The I.D. was David Philip's and so I assumed the cellphone and shotgun was, also. I flipped open the phone and saw there was a message from a Joe Ckeer. The message read: Yo, Dave. Meet up back at the warehouse at midnight. Knowing your stupid ass you forgot the address. It's 58 Hail Ave. Don't be late or Boss will kick your newbie ass. 58 Hail Avenue… I knew where that was! It was almost across the "crime ridden part of Gotham" according to Quincy Sharp, the Mayor of Gotham. Little does that one track minded man know is that all of Gotham is crime ridden. I sighed heavily and stepped over the evidence on the carpet. As I went to hop out of the window and climb down the dire escape, I saw a broken photo on the floor. I picked it up and saw it was a picture of Ally, Tasha and I from last summer. I clenched the picture in my hand, making the broken frame crack more. "I will get the bastard, Ally," I said and left the apartment leaving the photo standing upright on an end table.
Well there you go! Suspense, eh? What will Lauren do? Is she walking straight into a trap? Who knows! Well I do. ;P But anyways, stay tuned for the next chapter and you'll find out!