Glaring at the not Batgirl huffed once again, still racking her brain for a solution to the riddle that the Joker had presented to her.
Death comes at the beginning and at the end? What the hell?
She could here Robin in the background spouting gibberish about how it was where Batman had first taken out the Joker and that he was trying to lure Batman back.
The not was for me genius…wait…it was for me!
Batgirl sat up straight in her chair in the Batcave and ignored the fact that Batman was watching her carefully and closed her eyes, holding out her hands in front of her. When she had been younger Batgirl had had trouble focusing so she had been taught all these weird focusing methods and one of them had stuck, permanently. Not only did it help her focus, but because of it she'd developed a photographic memory.
She thought back to when she had arrived in Gotham, when she had first made herself known.
"Possibility a, Gotham bank" She said aloud and continued on her mental journey to find other possible prisons for the civilian.
"Possibility b, Gotham park" She muttered again and she moved her hands, well that's what it would look like she was doing, but in her mental image she was moving some information out of her way and checking another memory.
"Possibility c, Chlorogene factory block b sub section c" She finished standing and checking her timer. She groaned, she had an hour and seventeen minutes to check the three locations.
"We'll take the first two"
Batgirl looked over at Batman and Robin, both of which were already getting into the Batmobile and Batgirl nodded towards Batman before turning and climbing onto her bike.
Death comes at the beginning and at the end, Chlorogene, the death of Pamela Isley, the birth of Poison Ivy. Joker did his research.
She shot down Gotham highway not caring for speed limits or police cars as she shot towards what remained of the Chlorogene factory after Temblor had attacked both her and Pamela, the night that Batgirl was born. Sure, it hadn't been the night the world had found out about her but hey, close enough.
"Please let her be ok, oh dear god please" Batgirl pleaded to herself as she skidded to a stop outside the factory and checked her timer.
One hour two minutes left.
She grinned, plenty of time to save her and take her home. She strolled up to the door to the factory and paused, there was a note stuck to the door.
April fools.
With that, the factory exploded.
Batgirl was flung backwards by the sheer force of the explosion that rang out from the factory remains, the world span around and her ears were ringing with the echoes of the horrendous sound. World still spinning Batgirl dragged herself off the ground and stared at the hazy flames in shock, her brain still not caught up to what had actually happened, she staggered forwards in a daze and stared at the factory.
"NO!" She screeched and ran forwards into the wreckage her mind finally catching up to the rest of the world, she pushed her way through avoiding the flames and shrapnel as she continued her journey, searching and praying.
"NO!" She screeched finding the body of the hostage she loved so dearly, a bloody smile carved into the remains of the beautiful face and half the skin charred away revealing the flesh beneath.
"MUM!" Batgirl screeched as loud as she could and ignoring the flames and smoke that was slowly filling her lungs she sobbed clutching her mothers corpse as close to her as she could.
The smoke filled Batgirls lungs but she didn't care, she welcomed the searing feeling in her chest that added to the dulling pain of the gas that Joker had used upon her.
No…I was meant to protect you! You can't die! Please Mum! DON'T LEAVE ME!
Batgirl allowed the smoke to suck away her oxygen, allowed it to numb her body and slow her reflexes and her eyes drooped as the oxygen she so desperately needed drifted further and further away as the flames climbed higher and higher.
As the world dimmed she could vaguely hear sirens, and voices calling out but to who she didn't know or care. The last thing she felt was someone wrapping their arms around her torso, and the last thing she heard was a gentle voice whispering in her ear.
"Hang on Batgirl, please, hang on"
MWAHAHAHAHA!
Now do you understand why I am an evil bitch? Wow bet none of you saw this coming did you? I just killed off Barbara Gordon's mother! Now tell me that isn't original!
Highlander, as you can see Batgirl must continue to suffer! Don't worry though, she get's better…eventually…
WinterRain, you are entirely correct about the gas and about Robin! How did you guess? (About the gas I mean, not Robin lol)
Knightmare, I don't know who's at the top of her list, I'm stuck between Robin and her father, cause I can see Batgirl blaming him for not watching her mother OR noticing that she was gone.
Read and Review guys!
Tulip Out.