A/N: New character and she looks like a young Kaya Scodelario. She's not an OC of mine, if you know the comics or go on Batman Wiki (which has become one of my best friends during the writing of this fanfiction) then you'll know who she is. Also, the links to the characters' costumes are on my profile.

Halloween

It was official; the entire school hated her. Jenna had gotten the message before, the first two weeks of school were proof enough of that; however, seeing half of the school dressed as the Joker or Scarecrow and their goons was almost too much.

"Jenna, come on, it's alright. If you can deal with the originals, their copycats should be a breeze," Danny encouraged her, dressed as a gypsy.

"Yeah but there were only one of them," Jenna said, dressed as Nancy Drew, wincing as she heard someone imitate the Joker's insane laughter.

"At least they aren't trying to kill you."

"Yet." They looked around. People were staring, not just at Jenna though, but at Danny too. Several girls even made teasing, flirty faces at Danny, their lips puckered as though waiting for a kiss.

"They all know don't they?" Danny asked. Two nights ago, someone had leaked a photo of Danny kissing another girl, which officially forced Danny out of the closet.

"I'm so sorry Danny."

"It's not your fault. And you gave me a place to stay, after all," Danny pointed out. As soon as Danny's father had gotten wind of his daughter's sexuality, he'd gone off on a tirade and kicked Danny out of his house. And so Jenna had discovered her best friend, red eyed and ruffled looking, at the hotel Bruce and Jenna lived in, looking for a place to stay. Jenna smiled sadly and hugged her friend, glaring at the bullies behind her best friend.

"That's what friends are for."

Lunch was the norm for the two of them; they sat alone, glaring at everyone who stared or tried to harass them. Everyone in school knew that as long as you left the two of them alone, you wouldn't have to worry about Danny Jackson's biting insults, or Jenna's right hook. However, it was obvious no one told the new girl that, as she walked right over and asked, "Can I sit here?" Jenna and Danny looked at each other; no one ever sat with them unless they wanted to try and torment them. But the new girl, though she was wearing an expensive looking handmade Greek Goddess costume and was picked up in a limo every day, looked as out of place as Jenna and Danny. Therefore, they nodded.

"Sure. If you want." The girl smiled slightly and sat down, setting her tray on the table.

"I'm Helena Bertinelli."

"Yeah. I know. We have Geometry together," Jenna pointed out.

"So, you're new," Danny stated. Helena blushed and looked at her lap.

"Is it that obvious?" Jenna and Danny nodded.

"You're sitting with us," Danny said. Helena looked up, confused.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"We're sort of the freaks and outcasts of Gotham High. No one sits with us unless they don't have anywhere else to go."

"Why? You guys are nice." Jenna and Danny smiled and laughed.

"Because the popular kids hate us the most, which makes us the least popular."

After school, Jenna and Danny were walking behind some of the school buildings, a shortcut which allowed them to easily get to the buses without having to go through traffic and risk getting slammed into lockers. However, this time, it was blocked by none other than Jordan and four of his thugs, dressed as the Joker and a couple of his thugs, all of whom were smoking and leaning against the walls. Jenna pulled Danny behind her and continued on her way, hoping she would just pass them, though she knew she couldn't. The moment the boys caught sight of them, they stood and surrounded them.

"Well, well, well, look who it is," Jordan said, walking up to them, putting his hands in his pockets, reminding Jenna vividly of the Joker.

"What do you want Jordan?" Jenna sighed. She did not want to miss the bus again because of them.

"Well, rumor has it, little Danielle here is a lesbian."

"You got a problem with that?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, actually, I do."

"Well, then just fuck off and keep it to yourself," she snapped.

"Well, since you seem unlikely to change who you are, I figured maybe we could… straighten you out a little bit."

"You try to touch her, you die," Jenna promised, giving him an evil eye that would make even Bruce flinch. Jordan, however, just smiled and cracked his knuckles, proving that he was either idiotically brave, or just plain stupid.

"Alright Dawes. I guess you can join in on our little fun." He nodded to his goons and they advanced. Jenna got into a fighting stance and one dolt charged at her. Jenna caught his arm and twisted it behind his back. She kicked back another one next to her, and threw the idiot she had restrained into one of his counterparts. Jenna dodged a punch thrown by the final goon and kicked him in the stomach, before kicking him back as well. Jordan picked something out of his pocket and flicked open a switchblade. Jenna's eyes widened, the back of her hand tingling with the memory of the last time she'd come across an enemy with a knife.

"Jordan, put that knife away before you hurt someone," Jenna warned him, her eyes darting between him and the blade.

"That's sort of the point of a knife, Dawes." And he charged. Jenna pushed Danny further behind her and hopped from side to side, trying to predict his moves. Jordan lunged and Jenna caught his wrist, snapped it, causing him to drop the knife, before she kneed him in the gut and pushed him to the ground. She then grabbed his hair and looked him straight in the eye, eyes burning with pure fury.

"I've kicked the real devil in the crotch Jordan. You and your copycat wannabes don't scare me," Jenna stated, before letting go and going over to Danny. "You alright?" She nodded. "Come on, let's get out of here." She put her arm around her friend and they headed for the buses.

"Hey Dawes!" The two of them turned to see Jordan standing, pointing the knife at them. "Say hi to your family for me." He got ready to throw the knife, only to be knocked out by someone behind him. Jenna and Danny looked up to see Helena Bertinelli, standing over Jordan unconscious form, scowling down at him as though he was a roach.

"My parents never liked the Hills. I understand why now." Helena looked at them. "Are you ok?"

"We're fine," Jenna said cautiously. Helena nodded, kneeled down, and brought Jordan's own knife to his throat. "Whoa! Helena, what are you doing?"

"He would do the same to you. And his father may not be mayor anymore, but I still doubt that he'll get prosecuted or punished in any way."

"Helena, don't do this, this is wrong. This isn't justice, it's revenge."

"Isn't that one of your former idol's philosophies?" Helena snapped.

"That doesn't mean anything. He broke that rule, remember? Besides, it's what separates us from them." Helena still didn't look convinced. "Helena, please, I'm begging you, don't do this." Helena looked to Danny.

"What do you think?" she asked the dark haired girl who had remained fairly silent.

"I think he's learned his lesson. And considering Jenna's got Bruce Wayne's lawyers on her side, if we choose to prosecute, I doubt even Hill could save his son." Helena frowned, but nodded, and dropped the knife.

"What was that about?" Jenna asked. Helena looked down, biting her lip.

"I've seen a lot of injustice. I was… attacked, when I was a kid. And my attacker was never punished," Helena admitted. Jenna paused before replying.

"I understand," Jenna told her. Helena scoffed. "No, I really do. My mom's killer… I have no idea who they are. And it makes me so angry. But killing won't stop killing, and the same goes for injustice."

"Isn't that similar a Martin Luther King Jr. quote?" Helena asked, an eyebrow raised. Jenna shrugged.

"Blame it on being from a family of lawyers." The three of them laughed and headed for the buses, only to find that they had already left. Jenna sighed.

"Ah well. We should probably tell the office about the little back alley brawl. Better to get our side of the story out first, rather than let Jordan say we attacked him." They nodded and headed for the office. Jenna looked at the building looming in front of them and sighed. There was no way she could hide this from Bruce.