Batgirl giggled as Batman approached her, slowly, carefully.

He's scared of you! He never cared…except when his precious birdy was involved.

Batgirl watched intrigued as Batman held his hands out to her, like he was calming a wild animal.

"Batgirl, your not thinking straight, let me help" Batman told her still taking slow steps towards her, she stepped away from the limp body of Harlequin and faced Batman with a grin.

"What do you mean Batman? I'm thinking just fine" She giggled at him and he forced himself to take yet another step towards the mentally unstable Batgirl.

"When Harlequin sprayed you, it wasn't just a knockout gas. It had some of Jokers gas in it as well, it's making you delusional" He told her and she frowned, pondering the statement.

He…he might be right. NO! No he's not! He's just trying to ruin it because he doesn't care! He'll just punish you for breaking his bird! So, BREAK HIM FIRST!

"Liar" She muttered and then she growled at him.

"LIAR!"

He didn't flinch from the sound of Batgirl snarling at him, he'd seen enough Joker gas victims to know that it just meant she was thinking. Thinking like Batgirl and not like the Joker.

"I'm not lying, Batgirl. Let me help you" He told her, he was so close to her now, if he could just reach her he could anaesthetise her and then bring her back to the Batcave.

"Please"

Batgirl snarled and stepped back from Batman before she let out a low, rumbling chuckle.

Batman expected some sort of taunt but he received none, instead Batgirl just lunged at him.

He reached up and knocked one of her outstretched hands away in shock but forgot the other, and she grasped his shoulder armour tightly. With one of her legs she stretched upwards in a position that Batman couldn't even imagine Robin doing and he was an acrobat, in the small space between then Batgirl somehow managed to thrust her leg straight up between them and crack Batman on the chin with her boots.

Batman released his grip on Batgirls arm and she twisted downwards whilst at the same time releasing his shoulder and ramming her shoulder into Batman's stomach, even with the body armour Batman could steal feel the impact and he realised something in that moment. All those other times Batgirl had fought with him, she'd been holding back, seriously holding back.

Batman stumbled back slightly and decided he had to up his game if he stood even the slightest chance against the younger more flexible Batgirl. When her next punch came flying in he grabbed it and twisted her arm but she simply twisted with him, flicking her foot into his shin and making him grunt in pain but he held onto her arm.

She smirked and reached down to her utility belt whilst distracting Batman with numerous kicks to the shin and other painful places, he had a high pain tolerance she had to admit.

You know it might be cause he's the bat! AND MAYBE YOU SHOULD BE LISTENING TO HIM!

Shut up, I'm in charge now bitch! GET HIM GET HIM GET HIM!

Batgirl pulled out several throwing stars and held them up for Batman to see, his eyes widened for a moment before he jumped back and watched her carefully.

He'd learnt that Batgirl never did anything without a reason, even in this state he knew she was planning something.

Just throw them! Be done with it!

Don't be an idiot, he'll just dodge them!

Batgirl seriously wished the squabbling voices would shut their traps but she dutifully ignored them the best she could, and thought carefully about what she could do and grinned.

Oh…that's smart!

JUST GET ONE WITH IT!

She threw the stars in five different directions and used them as markers, they would be the five places the fires would start, and then she'd burn the place down with Batman trapped inside.

She stared up at the ceiling, the weakest beam also happened to be the largest which was excellent. She ran to the side of the warehouse and clambered up carelessly, she could hear Batman following her and grinned.

Playing right into my hands

Oh for Pete's sake!

Batgirl jerked forwards and looked down at her foot, a grappler was wrapped tightly around it and she snarled reaching down to untie it but she never made it there.

Batman lurched forwards with intent to hit Batgirl in the face but she bent backwards just enough so his fist only scraped her chin so she lashed out with her foot and once again cracked his shin. She smirked when he grunted and with her free foot she kicked him in the side of the head and he stumbled off the edge of the balcony, she gasped and threw the final parts of her plan, three throwing needles and a vial of liquid that lit when it came in contact with wood.

She grunted as the grappler on her leg began to drag her down over the edge of the beam she was on painfully and she held on for as long as she could, but then she just, let go.

He'll understand, he'll get it.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Batgirl hit the ground painfully but she rolled and grabbed a batarang from her utility belt and cut the wire before running out of the warehouse with a cackle.

Batman stood and stared at the flames, he had expected some sort of attack that would either finish him off completely or severely injure him, but this was much worse.

Written in flames on the floor and on the wall were two simple words that gave Batman hope, and fear.

HELP ME.

OOOOH! Cliffy!

Damn I enjoy torturing you guys don't I?

Knightmare, I didn't use the utility belt thing (yet) as I kind of already had this planned out in my head, but I'm glad that you scared of Batgirl! As that is kind of the general idea.

WinterRain, I am definitely having Joker forget her identity (she did throw him out of a window, that would do it right?) but at the same time I plan on letting Harlequin know for the future (you'll understand when I write '42')

Highlander, well there was no hanging upside down as of yet (as I am saving things like that for the blunder chicken) but there will be!

Kindleflame, I am liking the idea, and am planning on using it in the future so thaaanks! And thanks for the alert as well!

Read and Review guys!

Tulip Out.