Back on the rooftop Artemis is cursing up a storm while Travis checks on Roy to make sure that Cass didn't kill him. She didn't, thankfully. Because as much as she wants to kill the guy herself, Artemis isn't sure how she'd explain to Ollie that her best friend murdered his son. Travis slaps Roy's cheek lightly, and then harder when all Roy does is groan. He jerks awake with a groan. Roy reaches a hand up to his head and rubs where Cass's boot connected.

"You didn't tell me that she could kick my a**." He growls at Artemis. She's undisturbed by his aggressiveness.

"I guess that slipped my mind." She states dryly. Roy grunts as he goes to get up and takes the hand Travis offered him.

"So what now?" Trav questions. Artemis sighs.

"There's only one thing I can think of doing…" Artemis trails off. She knows that the only way they'll find Cass now is with the League's help. Even though Travis knows that she's on the hero side, he doesn't know that Roy is. He might suspect it but Artemis is not about to confirm it to him. With this in mind, she carefully words her next sentence to tell Travis to go home without revealing that Roy is Red Arrow.

"Trav, why don't you head home? I'm going to call some people and get some outside help. Roy is more intimidating than you are. No offence." He seems a little affronted at first but something must click in his head because he agrees without protest.

"Yeah, okay." Travis leaves without another word. He knows that Mis will call him if anything comes up. Artemis turns back to Roy the moment she's sure that Trav is out of hearing.

"We need to get League help." Roy's eyebrows shoot up.

"It's that bad?"

"Yeah. I'll tell you everything when I talk to Batman, but we won't be able to find her without his help. If she thought we would go to Batman then even he wouldn't be able to find her. But I'm fairly certain that she's just confused and won't think of that. It's likely that with her head injury she's not thinking entirely logically." Roy nods.

"That's why you sent Travis off. You were protecting your identity." Artemis goes with it. If he doesn't know that Travis knows her secret, she won't break the news.

"Yup, hold on a minute." Her phone goes off and she glances at the screen. Speak of the devil. It's Robin.

"Hey Rob! Listen I have a favor to ask." There's a lengthy pause. "I might be able to make that, I'll let you know. I'm here on a Gotham rooftop with Roy. We need Bat's help." There's another long pause. I'll explain it later. Have him meet us tonight at this address." She rattles of Cass's apartment address. "Yeah, on the roof. Say, ten-ish? Great." Artemis hangs up and Roy looks at her with questions in his eyes.

"Batman and Robin will meet us on the roof of Cass's apartment at ten tonight."

"Great. We better head there now, I'm sure you have stuff you want to organize for explaining everything."

Artemis spent the next few hours preparing as much as she could on holoscreen. She pulled up pictures, documents, even the list Cass kept containing as much information as she could find on the people she killed. The last one put a knot in Artemis's stomach. Even if Cass was an assassin. Even if Cass had killed hundreds of people since she was twelve. Cass still had regrets and guilt. Mis knew she would sometimes use the list as a way to punish herself for the things she did. It broke her heart. She had done all she could an hour before she and Roy were to meet the Dynamic Duo. Speaking of Roy, she was surprised to see that he was still sitting on the couch in the living room. He had been looking through Cass's sketchbook the entire time. She had kept an eye on him, but he showed no further signs of questions or any intention of disturbing her while she worked. She waved a hand over the countertop and closed the screen. It was just after nine o'clock and neither she nor Roy had eaten anything. Artemis started digging through the fridge. Several Tupperwares were grabbed and tossed onto the counter.

"Dinner's served. Come get it before I throw it out!" She called out to Roy in a gruff manner. A noncommittal grunt was all she received in answer. She casually picked up one containing pasta and chicken, popped the lid, and shoved it into the microwave. When it was done she went to grab it only to draw back at the steaming heat coming from the dish. A towel was quickly pulled off the oven handle and she used it as a makeshift oven mitt. No sooner had she moved out of the way before Roy was throwing what looked like orange chicken and rice in. Artemis took a seat at the island with a sigh while Roy plopped down across from her. They sat in silence while eating. Something Mis dimly realized was happening a lot. The moment she was finished, Mis placed her Tupperware in the sink and headed towards the living room window.

"I'll be on the roof waiting. You might as well stay here." Mis slid the widow open and proceeded to climb up the fire escape. Ten minutes later she was mentally cursing again. In her haste to get outside and away from the suffocating tension between her and Roy she had forgotten a jacket. She repressed a shiver and tightened her arms that were currently wrapped around her torso in an attempt to create heat. She couldn't make herself go back inside though. So Artemis waited for another five minutes in the bitter November night air. Finally, the Bats had shown up with a quiet thud. She turned to face them.

"Great, we better head inside so I can explain everything easier." Without waiting for their conformation Artemis practically ran back to the fire escape and climbed back down to the top floor window. It may have been rude and incredibly stupid to do so to the Batman but she was freezing. Thankfully, even though it was closed, Roy hadn't locked it. Only once they were inside and huddled around Cass's kitchen island did she open her mouth.

"Why did you call us here?" Batman demanded and rudely interrupted her beginning of an explanation. She went to start again but was stopped again by Roy.

"Because her best friend, my sorta girlfriend, is involved in illegal activities and she needs your help to find her." Artemis huffed and rolled her eyes.

"That is not why we need them!" She yelled at him.

"Why do you need us then?" Robin pushed. Artemis groaned.

"I would explain if everyone would be quiet long enough for me to do so!" She could practically see the eyebrow Batman was raising behind his cowl, though he had no right to judge. She had had a long day and had managed to hold it pretty well together through all of it.

"Okay. This is Cassandra Blake, my best friend." She pulled up a picture of Cass on the holoscreen. It was one without her current hair dye and eye contacts.

"That's not Cass."

"She wears colored contacts and dyes her hair, dumba**." Artemis turned back to the Bats.

"She currently looks like this," Mis pulled up a picture of Cass Trav had been able to snag before he left for Star.

"The point is that she was caught in the bombing today in the coffee shop. Now she's missing close to a years worth of memories and due to a head injury she isn't thinking clearly either."

"I repeat: what does this have to do with us?" Batman asked.

"Like Roy said earlier – Cass is involved in some illegal activities. She has been since she was six. Cass has training, good training. We won't be able to find her without some serious help." At this point Artemis pulled up a sample of Cass's DNA before continuing.

"Cass is a Meta. She's classed as a technopath that needs direct skin on metal contact with a machine in order to interface with it. Not only that, but she needs to know how the machine works and have the energy to perform any interfacing. The human body is close enough to a machine that Cass can interface with it. It's why she covers up all the time. She normally has it under control except when experiencing heightened emotions. When she's really panicked or excited she could accidently stop someone's heart with little trouble. That ability to make a death look accidental with a single touch makes for a very valuable assassin. So one thing led to another and with no small amount of outside influence…" Artemis pulled up more images. This time of Cass in full Ghost gear.

"She became the assassin known as Ghost. That's why we can't find her." Roy felt as if his heart had stopped. Cass was an assassin? Batman's eyes had narrowed the moment the picture came up, while Robin's eyes widened.

"Wait. You're best friend is the assassin that's been trying to kill Batman?" Robin jerked the thumb towards his mentor.

"She wasn't trying to kill you! All her orders said that she was to get your name. She thought it was suicide and took the job only because they paid her half up front and there were no strings attached if she didn't finish the job. Cass took the half, gave it a half-hearted attempt, and then she called it off. If you want to know more about that particular job you'll have to ask Travis. She wouldn't tell me more."

"Who's Travis?" Batman grunted. His attention had returned to Artemis but half of his mind was still on the picture in front of him. It was Roy who answered this question.

"Travis is this hacker guy, from what I understand, he's her partner." Does yours keep chattering in your ear when you're in the middle of something? The voice rang through Batman's mind.

"Circuit?" He guessed out loud. The Bat took Artemis's stunned face as a yes. He nodded. Finding the girl would be difficult, but he was confident he could manage.

"I'll need to look around the apartment and Robin will need access to all the computer files."

"Of course," Artemis nodded her consent. She showed the Boy Wonder where the USB port was on the kitchen countertop and logged in for him. She left Batman to wander around the apartment on his own. He did just that and mentally cataloged anything that could be used to find Cass. Roy disappeared into the bedroom closet for a moment before stalking back out with a pale blue hat box in his hands.

"This might help. I found it earlier." The Bat took it and Roy left the apartment soon after that claiming that he needed to get to his hotel room. Minutes later, Artemis came into the bedroom where he was snooping and stating that she needed to head home as well. He hardly paid attention to the blonde. Instead he was engrossed in the pictures that had been placed inside the hat box. There was one in particular of Cass, Artemis, and who he assumed was Travis. The three children were about ten or twelve and currently sprawled asleep in what looked to be a disaster zone. Blankets and pillows covered practically every inch of the floor and couch. Artemis was curled up in an arm chair with her arms wrapped protectively around Travis's arm. Travis himself was half on the arm chair, half off. His limbs where placed at awkward angles and bent half hazardously. There were what looked like pieces of popcorn in his hair. Little Cass was tucked in the small gap between the arm chair and couch, curled up much the same way Artemis was. Only instead of holding an arm in her death grip, Cass held a large bowl of popcorn. Bruce (because as hard as he tried he was having trouble keeping the Batman persona up) wondered why this picture was affecting him. Why this girl was affecting him. He couldn't think of an obvious reason as to why, but this girl was affecting him. Bruce was feeling something like when he first decided to take Dick in.

"Hey, Batman." Speak of the devil. Batman turned towards Robin.

"Yes, Robin?" The little bird gestured for him to follow him back into the kitchen.

"You're going to want to see this." Was all he said on the matter. When Batman could read the holoscreen it took all his willpower to not just stop and stare. There was a long, long list of names pulled up. The Bat had an uneasy idea as to who they were. He tapped one at random and another screen was pulled up containing details of the man's life. His name, age, relationships, family – everything was listed here. At the bottom of the information was a very detailed and descriptive account of how Cass killed him. It was more than Bruce ever wanted to know about this man's death. Cass had even listed what she knew about the people who had hired her to kill him. As if sensing Batman's slight horror, Robin spoke up.

"Yeah, that's about what I thought when I found it." That was when Batman decided and Bruce took a backseat. He and Robin would find this girl as fast as they could. Then he would do some internal digging and figure out just why this girl was affecting him.

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It was days later when the pair finally managed to locate Cass in Japan. They aren't sure what she's doing there, but their interest is peaked and the Dynamic Duo are on the Batjet as soon as possible. They're mentally reviewing Cass's possible reactions and making plans to counteract them. The jet lands in a deserted parking lot on the edges of Tokyo. Thankfully it's dark already and the pair doesn't have to wait any longer. They take to the rooftops and become nothing more than shadows. The building that Cass is suspected of being in is a tall skyscraper with no signifying signs. It blends in perfectly with the surrounding city. Batman double checks his information and gives Robin a nod.

"Let's move." Robin lets out his signature cackle and grapples across the street. It's a good thing that everyone below the pair is too busy to look up.

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Cass wakes up when the metal door opens with its usual dramatic clang. She bites back a groan that rises when the pain hits her due to her return to conciseness. Her eyes burn against the bright light of the cell and she wishes for nothing more than to be able to tear her current host apart limb by limb. The man walks in with his usual cockiness, his cane swinging lightly by his side. Edward Panet is a tall, thin Asian man with black hair that was just starting to go gray. Everything about this man confused Cass. Panet was coincidentally one of the few people in the world who knew that Cassandra Blake was Ghost due to dealings with her uncle. He was also very high up in Triad circles and when they had found out that she was in Tokyo, well… They felt it was necessary to welcome her to their city. Still, Panet had made sure to protect her identity and placed her traditional mask the moment they had grabbed her. It had been three days since then.

"Good morning Miss. Ghost. How are you feeling today?" Her head lolled against the back of the chair.

"I'm feelin great. Your hoshpitality knows no bounds." The words came out slightly slurred thanks to the IV that was currently pumping disorienting drugs into her system. They would numb the pain; but they made her tongue just a little looser and kept her from concentrating enough in order to use her Meta ability. Panet gave a small chuckle.

"Yes, I figured your response would be something sarcastic. Do you feel like enlightening me on any of my earlier questions?"

"Depends. Would you mind repeatin them?" His small smirk thinned and Cass was pretty sure she just saw an eye twitch.

"Very well. They are as follows:

What are you doing in Tokyo?

Where is your associate?

And finally…" Panet suddenly lurched forwards until his face was inches from Cass's.

"Where is the money you stole?" Cass glared at the man. She suddenly spit a mixture of blood and saliva onto his face. Panet grimaced and pulled a handkerchief from his dark suit. Without another word spoke at the teenager he turned and limped through the door. Several seconds later another man came back in. The hulking mass of muscle was the typical hired grunt but Cass had already become very familiar with this man, his temper, and his fist. In fact she was fairly certain that she was going to be reacquainted with all of it when alarms started blaring. The shrill sound grated against Cass's ears and she shut her eyes in an attempt to stave off the growing headache. Grunt hesitated a minute before giving her one good punch to the jaw and backing out the door. This time, Cass did let out a groan. She closed her eyes as her head dipped down to her chest.

"Robin to Batman, I found Ghost." Her head snapped up at the voice and promptly fell back down. The fast action had caused some sudden dizziness which did not help her headache.

"Hey we're gonna get you out of here." Hands swiftly pulled out the IV in her arm and undid the ropes binding her to a chair. She saw a gloved hand reaching towards her cheek out of the corner of her eye. Cass flinches slightly. The hand hesitated for a split second before continuing its journey. Her head was gently turned towards the hand's owner.

"You need to stay awake. I can't carry you out of here at the very least you're going to have to hold some of your weight." The words took a moment to process. She was kind of distracted by the black, domino mask and yellow R placed on the red torso. Once they did register she gave a small nod of acknowledgement. The boy – Robin her mind supplied – pulled her arm over his shoulders and helped hoist her up. She wobbled a little on unsteady feet and leaned heavily into the vigilante.

"Okay, one step at a time." The words were spoken more to himself than Cass. The hand that wasn't currently around her waist reached towards his ear.

"Yeah B? We're going to need a little help… Sublevel three… Thanks." Robin shifted Cass's weight a little as they continued to make slow progress down the hall. He continued to talk nonsense words of encouragement in a quiet voice while her ribs screamed in protest.

"Come on stay traught, Ghost."

"Was traught?" She slurred. Robin gave a small laugh.

"It was word I made up. It means the opposite of distraught because…"

"'Cause it lost the dis."

"Yup! Good to know I'm not the only one it makes sense to!" Cass wanted to laugh but could work up the energy. They had reached an intersection when a voice called out down the hall.

"Hey, stop!"

"Whoops, guess we're not going that way!" Robin made to turn left in the intersection but was blocked by an incoming unit. He leaned Cass against the wall and held up his hands in mock surrender.

"Okay, okay. You got me." He waited before one of the guards approached with handcuffs in his hands before spinning into action. Robin grabbed the hand of the guard and twisted around to send his elbow into the guy's temple. Without waiting for anyone else to make their move Robin dropped a smoke capsule and began taking the goons out one by one with acrobatic fluidness and trick birdarangs. By the time the smoke cleared all four men were on the floor either unconscious or close to it. He gently pulled Cass from the wall. Blood lay smeared where she had stood. They had only made it a couple of steps when one of the goons from behind managed to grab Cass and put a gun to her head.

"Y-yo-you take an-another step and I'll blow her b-brains out!" His voice was shaky and full of stutters as he dragged her back. Robin went to follow but the trigger happy fellow pushed the gun further into her temple and twitched his finger. The man wasn't bluffing. She was just about to raise a hand to the man's head to see if she could do something when a batarang embedded itself into the man's hand. Due to the pain, the gun was dropped… and so was Cass. Without any support her body had firmly declared that it was done working and had started pulling her into unconsciousness. Her knees hit the floor with a thud that seemed quieter than it should have been. In fact everything seemed muffled. She knew that Robin had launched forwards to take out the goon and that a dark mass was quickly moving towards her, but very little sound penetrated through the suffocating bubble that surrounded her. Her body pitched forwards and she half expected to meet the floor when strong arms caught her. She felt herself being cradled to a dark chest like she was a child, but Cass wasn't able to make anything else out as her mind let go and she vanished into unconsciousness.

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