A/N) So this story is pretty much planned out and I know exactly where I'm going with this so updates should be more regular.

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Hope this Chapter is interesting for you.

P.S. BTW You guys haven't said anything about Mallory or Annie. Which is interesting. I really would like to know what you guys think of them . . . or where you think they came from.

Neither girl is an OC. ;-) They really aren't, see if you can figure out where each comes from. I'd love to see if you guys get it!

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Oliver's eyes narrowed behind his mask. He didn't like this. He was staring at a huge screen playing nothing but dizzying static. For the past hour. No answer. Not from Superman, or Batman. That was more than a little disturbing. Sure the guys were way out of world but they had the kind of tech that allowed communication across different dimensions. At least Batman did.

So . . . why was there no signal?

It didn't help that Hawkman was MAI and Zataro also decided to pull a disappearing trick. Nobody knew where he went or was, not even his daughter. Things seemed to be pretty calm though on earth, considering that two major super heroes haven't shown for a while. Oliver couldn't shake the feeling that was because somebody was planning something big. Too big.

The automatic doors swooshed open behind him. He didn't bother turning around. Still glaring at the screen.

"Ollie?"

Dinah. Man, now he had to look and let his worries out. She wouldn't let it go if he didn't.

"Yah?"

Maybe she wouldn't catch his down a notch tone.

"What's wrong?"

Shit. So much for that. This woman could tell if even Batman's mood was odd, and considering he was practically a statue and you had to be extremely incredible to tell if he even was feeling anything . . . that's pretty huge.

"Bats and Sup's aren't answering. Lines either been kill-shut down, or their just in the middle of something extremely dangerous." He wasn't sure which one he preferred.

She sat on the arm rest of the swivel chair he was in. Her back pressed against his biceps, normally he'd be reveling in this but . . . his mind was way off track right now.

She furrowed her brows together as she analyzed the static, "That's funny," She tapped a few keys. Nothing.

"This shouldn't happen. Unless their coms have been destroyed . . . " She paused and glanced at him, "Which, seeing as Batman has it in his mask ear and Superman has it under his 'S' symbol . . . can't be destroyed by survivable means."

Fuck.

"Yah. That just gave me a whole new level of comfort, "He growled, "Thanks babe, just what I needed to hear." Usually he wouldn't dare be this snaky with her, but this constant far out worrying wasn't usual for him either so . . .

To his surprise Dinah let it slip, she kissed his temple instead, "Come on, this is Superman and Batman, I'm sure their fine. Besides," She smiled at him lightly, "It's not like you to worry like this."

He pinched the bridge of his nose, ever since that kid died, Bat's had been on the fritz and off world more, and for some reason he'd picked Oliver to be like a substitute guardian for him. That, after three and a half years, can't do anything except build in stress and not there before extra responsibilities. Like watching over his Bat-brats.

"Bat's is rubbing off on me. I don't know. I'm gonna check in on Gotham, see what's up. Batman would kill me if he knew I haven't done that regularly."

She laughed slightly next to him as he reached over and pulled up Gotham's file.

Her laugh died on her throat when the archer practically jumped out of the chair, nearly sending it over board with her on it.

She gasped and read what he read.

Gotham City Hero's gone Rogue . . .

"The league have any leads?" Barbara asked while handing the young magician a warm cup of cocoa.

She shook her head, "No. They won't bother looking, I asked but they said it's happened before, Dad's probably out to re-connect with his powers." She frowned, "Yah . . . I thought about that. I realized if he was, he would have left something behind to let at least me know."

Babs let her mind study this, as if having a mystery serial killer on the loose that only murdered bad guys wasn't bad enough. Now League members were disappearing. . . Come to think of it. . . it wasn't like Batman to not call in after so long a period of time.

"I don't know if it's connected with your dad's disappearance, but I haven't heard from Bat's either." She closed her eyes to clear out the growing head ache, "Even if he's been incredibly distant, he still calls in once every three months."

Zatana shifted uncomfortably, "Isn't he off world in some secret dimension?"

The red head nodded, "But he's got tech that can connect through that . . . strangely. Hum." She shifted towards the computer and tapped into Batman's emergency contact frequency.

A few heart beats.

Nothing.

Barbara's mind whirled in pre-panic before she reined it in with logic, "Probably just. . . a bug." She flipped it off, "So. Any idea where you father might have gone?"

"No. I've tried everything. Contact spells, astro searches. Everything! He's not in on any form. I-I'm scared Babs. I can't stay home alone any more. It - it brings back horrible memories." She shuddered.

Barbara nodded in understanding, "That's ok. I'm sure Alfred won't mind giving you a room here. Not like Bruce is around to counter it. You can bunk here as long as you need to. And I promise," The red head turned back to her screen, "As soon as I figure our little problem, we'll look for your dad."

This got a grateful smile out of the young magician, "Thanks Babs, I hope Tim and Annie don't mind another house mate."

"You kidding!" Tim's voice rang out as he and Annie walked in through the back entrance, "The more the merrier, as they say, welcome in Zatanna." He smile good naturally, if a little weakly.

Babs surmised that murder scene had left the Boy Wonder sickened. He always did have a problem with brutal crimes. Not like Jason. . . that boy could look at a bullet shot body without so much as a twitch. Then he'd . . . She swallowed and turned back to her screen, refusing to let her thoughts wander any further.

"Glad to hear it. Anything to report?" She said a little harshly, in an attempt to hide her growing hurt.

Robin shook his head, peeling off his mask, "No. Just a couple of extra cops. They were looking around too. Guess Commissioner G's getting suspicious too." He said the last part with a tinge of fear.

Babs understood, if her father started loosing trust in Batman and Clan . . . things would go to hell.

"Bed time. Alfred's got dinner waiting for you, go up, eat and straight to bed." She instructed sounding like a stern mother.

Timmy swallowed, this didn't go unnoticed by her. He hated going to bed. Especially after a gruesome crime.

"Hey Zee, wanna go up and have Tim familiarize you with the Manor, Its easy to lose your way to the bathroom." She said simply, flicking her eye in a secret message to the girl.

Zatanna caught on and jumped up, "Sure thing. Come on Kids!" Even though they were both verging sixteen, "Let's get me acquainted with my new digs, then we can all eat and you guys can tell me all about this issue that's come up." She lead them out of the cave.

Barbara sighed in relief and let some of her stress show on her face. Back to the case. Running her hand through her fiery hair she took a deep breath.

"Ok Batgirl. One thing at a time. Calmly, collectively." She urged herself, "Case one. Find out whose killing criminals."

Wally was pretty sure he ran on pure dumb luck now.

He wanted to introduce Mallory to Flash.

"Yow!" He skid to a halt, nearly running into a brick wall.

But not like this.

He was currently chasing a hot rod with purps who literally just grabbed the girl and zoomed off. At first Flash wondered why she didn't just blow their car. Then he realized, that would probably kill her too. And not that he couldn't catch them waaaaay before, but he was waiting to see where they were headed.

Old run down warehouse.

Typical gangster hangout.

Flash resisted the urge to roll his eyes. These guys were just your everyday Gotham freaks. He vaguely wondered where Robin and Annie where. . . maybe they finished patrol.

But then, two kids could only be in so many places at once.

Flash crawled up the side of the building and looked into the rotting room. Smelled of old fish. Yuck.

Mallory was bound, and gagged as they dragged her with a blind fold over her eyes. Rare fury rose up in the speedster, these jerks were so dead.

"'ey, look Zak, we gots a sexy one!" One with a big nose and ratty hair sneered out.

Mallory wasn't struggling. Wally figured she was waiting for the right moment. He wasn't going to let her wait.

Before the obvious head could answer, the Flash lived up to his name and zapped in so fast they never saw what hit them. Wally almost felt bad about it. But the amusement he got from watching their dazed ugly mugs far outweighed his pity.

He literally swooped in and out in three seconds, had all members tied up to the building, grabbed Mal and was half way out down Gotham.

Mallory had a delayed reaction until he put her gently on the ground on her feet.

"Here you go Miss." He said softly, helping her take the scratchy blind fold off. Mallory gasped out when she saw him.

What? He wasn't Batman . . . what was wrong?

"Who- you? I know you . . . "

She couldn't! No way she could know he was-

"Flash? The Flash?" She stared in disbelief.

Phew. Man, he's been in Gotham too long, its paranoia was getting to him.

"Um. Yah?"

"What're you doing in Gotham?" She looked suspicious now.

Whoops. Leave it to Mallory to put suspicion before gratitude.

"Saving you. Your welcome."

This did nothing to ease her look, "Why? How did you-"

"In the neighborhood, saw those freaks, decided to rescue you. That's all. My day job, being the fastest man alive and all."

Would she buy it?

She relaxed. Phew!

"Thanks." She said slowly.

"Anytime."

She turned to the building she was put in front of.

"Yah - I - hey-" She stopped and blinked, "How'd you know where I live?" A cold rush of air was her answer.

Where Flash stood was just the dark.