So I bet the last chapter cleared some stuff up, but left some hanging huh? I hope this chapter makes you giggle, or laugh, or it is okay to just sit and stare. But Enjoy!
"Her sister is who?" Nightwing gasped.
"Amelia." Megan stated yet again. "You know, the girl we had to protect back when Kaldur," she broke off.
"Yeah, I remember." Nightwing said. "Does Amelia know that Elizabeth is here?"
"I don't think so." Megan shrugged.
"Okay, thanks. How are we going to get her memory back?" Nightwing asked. He paced around the room.
"I could try to restore her memory by rebuilding the walls. All the memories are there, it's just the process of putting the pieces together. I would also have to put them back in the right rooms. But I think I do it. It will take time and energy though." Megan stated.
"When can you start?" Nightwing asked. There was a hint of anxiety in his voice.
"I can't do anymore today. She needs to rest." Megan started to walk away down the hall. "But I can start tomorrow." She left Nightwing alone in the room.
...
Nightwing pulled up the various computer screens. He thought for a moment before typing in Amelia's name. Several articles came up. He scrolled though a couple before clicking on a news article with the day's date on it. Nightwing skimmed though most of it before stopping at an important part.
Princess Amelia, age 19, is a responsible young lady. She is the current air to the throne. This Friday night the princess will be playing hostess at her very first official masked ball. Sources say this is an invitation only party and it is very high class. All the Lords and Ladies of the court will be attending and it promises to be a very special night.
Nightwing stopped reading. There was going to be a ball, tomorrow night, that Amelia would be attending. He had to talk to her and find out what she knew. But how would he get in.
"Computer, call Wally West." Nightwing told the computer. A dial tone filled the room.
"Wally West." Wally answered.
"Hey Wally." Nightwing said.
"Dick? Is that you?" Nightwing coughed. "Oh, sorry. Hi Nightwing. What's up?"
"How would you like to go to a ball with me?" Nightwing asked.
"Uh." Wally stuttered. "Dude, I'm flattered, but wouldn't that be..." Nightwing cut him off.
"Dude! I meant on a mission. C'mon. Really? What would make you think that? Gross." Nightwing countered back. He sighed and shook his head. "Just meet me at Gotham Country Club tomorrow at four. Don't be late." Nightwing hung up and left the room.
...
It was one minute past four the next day. Nightwing was dressed in casual clothes. He was wearing Jeans and a blue T-shirt that cut right at his fore arm. He was wearing some dark shaded sunglasses and was sitting on a bench looking at his watch.
Two girl's wearing bathing suits walked past him giggling and occasionally looking at him as they walked into the Country Club. Nightwing nodded his head as they walked past. He was use to all the admirers. He was growing up to be just like his playboy guardian, Bruce Wayne.
Just then , Wally zoomed up next to him.
"You're late." Nightwing said as seriously as Batman.
"You're turning into the old bat. Always being serious and cryptic about plans." Wally countered with a straight serious face. A smile broke out on their faces.
"Nice to see you too." Nightwing said. He grasped Wally into a man hug. Wally clapped Nightwing on the back. The two separated.
"I believe I was taller last time we met." Wally compared their heights. "So what what's going on?" The two started walking to the waiting car on the side of the road.
"Remember Amelia?" Nightwing asked. Nightwing got in the driver's seat and Wally in the passenger's.
"The princess that you got dibs on and got on a first name basis with? Yeah. I remember her." They were driving down the street and turning onto the highway.
"That's her." Nightwing said through gritted teeth.
"And?"
"The Gamma squad, Robin, Lagoon Boy and Blue Beetle, were sent on a base mission. They successfully destroyed the base and saved a hostage who was being used as a Ginepig." he drove a little faster. "The girl lost all memories except for one about me, when I was Robin."
"How did she-" Wally started.
"Her older sister is Amelia." Wally's mouth gapped open. "I know. I've tried to get in contact with her to tell her, but nothing works. So tonight, she is throwing a masquerade ball that we need to get into." Nightwing pulled over into an abandoned alleyway. It was completely empty except for a telephone booth at the end. He parked the car and turned off the engine.
"How exactly are we going to one, get there on time, and two, get in?" Wally asked. "And also where is this?"
"Oh, I have my ways. Being the adopted son of an infamous playboy millionaire has it's perks." A sly smile crept across Nightwing's face. "And we'll be zada-tubing to a small town in Russia, or well, close to the palace."
The two got out of the car and went one by one into the telephone booth. With a quick flash of light, they stepped out of a photo booth in the middle of a crowded street. Nightwing motioned for Wally to follow him into a suit store.
"Hello Francis." Nightwing coolly said to the shop owner. They were the only ones in the small shop.
"Richard? Is that you?" Francis asked. Nightwing nodded. Wally leaned over to Nightwing's ear.
"Let me guess, Circus friend?" he asked. Nightwing nodded.
"My my, you have gotten so tall!" Francis came around the counter to inspect Nightwing. "And who is your friend here?"
"Wally." The two shook hands.
"What can I do for the two of you?" He asked kindly.
"We got invited to the Princess Amelia's, she's in town, first Masked ball, here in Russia. We are, shall I say, old friends of hers and we sort of need costumes and masks. And could we also borrow your car for the night? You do still have that 1966 Camero?" Nightwing asked.
"Let's get you boys some suits and masks then!" the old man said as he motioned for the boys to follow him deeper into the shop.
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