'I can't believe that I have to be partnered up with Red X on this mission.' Barbara mentally groans as she makes her way to her temporary apartment in her civilian form.
She releases a frustrated sigh once she approaches her door, removes her house key, sticks it in the knob, turns the key until it unlocks, pushes the door open, walks inside, closes and locks the door behind her,
Barbara starts to check the entire area of the apartment for any signs of hidden bombs, tapes or wires and deems the search to be unsuccessful.
She makes her way over to the couch, places her bag down, and takes a seat on the plush couch. It's going to be a long night...'
Barbara glances at the contents, which had spiiled out of her bag when she placed it down, and removes a box of hair dye, a box of contacts, her PDA, and her brand new costume.
'I don't understand why they want us to catch a flight in our civilian form.' She thought when she recall Madame Rouge instruct them that they were to travel low-key to their destination.
'I don't mind having my hair dyed since I always wanted to do it but the contacts are such a hassle for this mission.' She inwardly groan at the fact that she was going to have to wear contacts.
She can feel the vibrations of her PDA against the surface of the coffee table vibrations and reaches inside her bag and remove the electronic device, which was given to her by Bruce, before she left Gotham for Jump City.
'A message from Bruce?' She thought to herself as she glances down at the glowing screen, which displays a closed envelope with Bruce's name underneath and clicks it open with her right thumb.
'How could he…' she inwardly thought in disbelief as her eyes quickly skim across the contents of the message on the glowing screen after opening it.
The weight of the message hits her as she catches her breath and places one of her hands against her temple, 'I'm sorry…dad.'
She was in complete and utter shock of the message's content that she read as she drags her left hand down her face, 'Maybe I should call him?'
Her thumb hovers over the green call button, as she was not quite ready to talk to her dad at the moment since she was still under her new identity and that he would be her weakness at the moment.
As she takes a deep inhale of breath and release it, Barbara returns the PDA back on to the coffee table, grabs the end of her bag and empties her bag completely out, 'Another box of dye and contacts, a wig as a just in case, fingernail polish and a new set of earrings.'
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Meanwhile back in Gotham….
Bruce slides down to his Bat Cave and notices that Selina was resting quite comfortably in his computer chair that was near the panel of the keyboard for his massive computer.
"Brucey, what took you so long?" Selina inquires after she turns around to see him walking toward her or rather the computer.
"A business meeting that went overtime and overboard." He replies when he pushes some keyboard buttons on the computer before a gridded map of Jump City approaches.
His eyes scan the map until he spots a purple bat on top of her hideout, which he had in place for her mission.
"So how did she do?" Bruce pose to the raven-haired woman to his left, who simply spins around in the seat clearly bored of babysitting Barbara.
"Well if you must now...she managed to be one of the first ones out of the vast pool of teen villians and returned back to the drop-off spot. She has been paired up with one of them name...Red X for the rest of her time in the Brotherhood of Evil." Selina relayed all the information that she recieved from eavesdropping in on the conversation between Barbara and Madame Rouge.
"So that means limited communications with her and it has to be on her time then." Bruce sums up before he notices that there was a message on the side of the map of Jump City. "What is this?
"Oh that?" Selina poses with her index finger pointing at the envelope on the side with the side of her face against her left forearm. "It was a message for Barbara. She had the name on her blocked list and it sent right here so I just resent it to her PDA since I thought it was something that she needed to see."
Bruce can hear the sound of Celina's stomach growl as he response with, "You can go ahead and take a break if you want. I mean I don't want you to live down here and starve to death."
"How about you just treat me to lunch then? Alfred can monitor the kid's progress and call if he doesn't know what to do." Selina suggests to Bruce as she hops to her feet and starts to stretch the entire lenght of her body.
"I have been overworking you…sorry about that." Bruce quickly apologizes as he was typing away at something on the computer.
Selina merely watches as Bruce switches the computer controls on and calls on Alfred, "What is it Master Bruce?"
"I'm treating Selina to lunch. Can you keep an eye on Barbara and let us know if anything pops up?" Bruce politely inquires to his butler, who merely nods his head to show that he understood his assigned task.
"Thanks Alfred, you're the best!" Selina shouts once she sees that Alfred was going to allow them to spend some quality time together.
"It's no problem, Ms. Selina." Alfred states with a smile on his face and cuts the link. Selina notices that Bruce had extended his arm out toward Selina, who happily loops her arm inside of his.
"Let's go, Brucey, I'm starving." Selina dramatizes as she places her hand over her stomach and tugs on Bruce's arm to show that she was ready to go and eat.
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'Oh it turned out pretty good!' Barbara thought once she removes the white towel from her wet hair. 'I see no red roots.' Barbara thought when she runs her finger through her now jet black raven hair.
'It doesn't look that bad actually…' she thought to herself as she reaches over for the blow dryer to dry her wet hair as well as the comb.
'I can't believe I have to work with that douche while I'm at the Brotherhood of Evil.' She reminds herself as she was blowing heated air against her wet hair and combs through the tangles of her hair.
It took about fifteen minutes for her to completely dry her hair when she realized that her hair was shorter from the last time she styled it. 'Oh well...I don't care too much since I'm going to be wearing a wig majority of the time.'
Barbara can feel her PDA vibrating once again, reach out, knock over the empty box of dye and notice that there was another message present on her phone.
"Darn it!" She mutters aloud to herself as she quickly reaches out for the box that fell over. A loud knock could be heard at her front door.
She sticks her head out of the bathroom and shouts "Hold on!" while she unscrews both caps of the contact lens and places them against her eyes and quickly stashes the evidence out of sight.
As she was making her way through the living room, she made sure to conceal the rest of the contents that covered her coffee table.
"Delivery!" Someone shouts from the opposite side of the door.
'I didn't order anything…' She thought to herself as she peeks through the peephole and spots a regular delivery boy with a box in his hand.
She cracks the door slightly so she would be polite, before he asks her whether or not was she a Mary Goodman.
"I'm sorry for the disturbance ma'am. Have a good night." The delivery boy quickly apologizes for the mix up and the disturbance.
Barbara merely closes the door back and turns both of the locks on the door before silently deciding not to answer the door for the rest of the night.
When she was about to pass by the PDA on the coffee table, pause for a minute, and decide to take a break by doing some research on her mission.
'Never mind…I really don't feel like doing anything except going to sleep.' Barbara inwardly thought as she continues on to her room.
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Meanwhile somewhere in the city, Red X was stowed away in his very own temporary hideout for and prepared himself for his mission.
'I need to get some more supplies for the trip…' He mentally notes as his mind reeled back to what all took place over the last couple of hours.
He discovered his choice item relatively easy since nobody would have thought to look for it at first until it was too late.
After he procures the necessary items, he starts to make his way back to the warehouse as he run pass Red Angel on her way back as well.
'A girl clad in a ninja outfit…it's not often that you see that.' He thought to himself before he exits out of his hideout and merges in to the public crowd.
'She was the only one that I didn't have any information on.' Red X recalls before he decides to head to a drug store so he could purchase the personal needs for his trip.
'A red whirlwind…' His thoughts trails offward when his mind starts to focus on the new super villain to grace the scene…Red Angel.
'I wonder does she have any super powers or is she just a regular human being?' He ponders about Red Angel's abilities as he makes his way to his apartment.
Red X opens and closes the door back before crashing on his couch, 'I will be able to tell in the following couple of months.'
He was slightly interested in the future partnership that Red Angel and himself will be shareing while working underneath the Brotherhood of Evil.
A knock brings him out of his thoughts before he makes his way around to the door, "What do you want?'
It was none other then a delivery boy with a cubed shaped box in his freehand when he inquired, "Is this a Mary Goodman's home?"
"Do I look like a Mary Goodman to you?" He retorts with irritation present in his tone, which in turn scares the poor delivery boy.
He sighs, shakes his head left and right at the boy in front of him and infroms him, "She lives down the hallway the third door on the left. And how about next time, you tell your people to get you the right address since people don't want to be bothered by a clueless delivery boy."
"Yes, sir." The shaken delivery response before hastily making his way down the hallway with the delivery.
'He better be lucky that I was in a good mood.' He thought to himself before he begin to plan out how he was going to get by without having his real identity exposed to Red Angel.
'I'm sure that that would work.' He thought after mentally repeating his plan in case he may have forgotten one minor detail that could possibly slip him up.
He was slightly anxious as to see the real identity of Red Angel, 'Is she blonde, red, brunette or raven-haired?'
Red X glances over to his alarm clock and notices that it was starting to become late, 'Well it's no use of losing sleep over something that I can see for myself.'
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The morning rolls around pretty quickly for the two teenagers, who were adding last minute items to what they needed for their flight.
'Contacts are brutal!' Barbara thought to herself once she was able to adjust the blue colored contact into proper alignment with her pupils.
Her PDA had not rung which was something she was silently thankful for but it also left her with some type of anxiety.
'I wonder what they could be doing in that Bat Cave?' Barbara ponders to herself and allows her mind to worry about others instead of herself for a moment.
She glanced at the digital clock and made sure that everything was intact in case she might have to make a call for Bruce to retrieve something from the room for her.
'Alright, Barb, take a deep breath and be on your way.' Barbara reassures herself as she adjusts her wig to make sure that it remains in place and appears normal.
She adjusts her duffel bag so that it was on her shoulder before closing and locking the door with her house key.
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'If I don't get out of here soon then I will miss the flight.' Red X thought to himself before he wills himself out of his bed and throws on some clothes.
He grabs his already packed bag, makes his way out of his apartment, locks the door behind him and hides the key in a built in compartment.
'Peru here I come…Red Angel here I come…'
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Barbara managed to catch the first taxi that pulled over to where she was currently standing and kept her duffel bag close to her.
"Where are you going ma'am?" he inquires about the young woman's destination.
"The airport, please." She provides her answer as she watches him lean forward to reset his meter and presses a button that starts the counter.
Barbara had the sudden urge to reach for her PDA since she may not have any free time to have open communications with Bruce or Selina.
She quickly unzips her duffel bag, searches her PDA and removes it from the bag.
Barbara presses the on button causing the screen to light up in respond. It took the phone less then five seconds to completely turn on when she press for voice command.
"Call home." She speaks into the phone's speaker when Bruce's number immediately pops up under the bolded words of home.
