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Colored light illuminates the walls of the dank sitting room as a man lounges on a couch flicking through the channels of an old television set. Something catches his attention and his channel surfing stops on a live news broadcast. Sounds of chaos echo in the small space; bystanders screaming, cries of distress, explosions, raging fires, building structures collapsing, sonic cannons--all mix into the garbled report of a broadcaster's newsfeed. The man straightened in his seat, his attention fixed on the scene. "--Super villains and criminals, of various ranking alike, are flocking from all corners of the globe to constichtuate at Metropolis' own, 'United International Treasury'. They come to join in, what is now know as, a 'Super Heist'. The UIT is home to the world's largest treasury, storing a large fraction of the world's gold within the world's most heavily secured walls. It is often homage to the record of most attempted robberies. Many have tried to breach it's walls, none succeed. However, it seems as though the is is broken--already, attacks on the building have caused it considerable damage. *Architect, Jon Lear, tells us that the building's support structures are bearing an incredible stress and are predicted to give way any moment. The act would prove fatal, ending the lives of the many workers on the higher stories. The outcome is very grim as there is no such sign that help is on the way. Where is the Justice League?" the reporter challenged. An explosion erupted from behind her, followed by a fit of mad laughter. The reporter winced at the blast, "Even major villains from cities such as Gotham, Steel City, Bludhaven, Starr City, and of course Metropolis are in attendance. Will the JLA arrive in time before--".


The camera man's hand emerged at the bottom of the screen, pointing behind the reporter. She stopped mid-sentence and turned around. The Supers had arrived. Superman and the Supergirl descended on the scene, forcing the villains back with their heat vision and swooping in to deliver knock out punches. They were closely followed by the Bat family. Batman dropped onto the UIT's roof and combated with the Joker and various other, Robin at his side. Batgirl and Nightwing skidded to a stop on the street. They jumped off their Nightcycles and leapt into action, innockuculizing the second-hand street criminals fleeing the scene between combat with the actual villains.


The camera panned back to the reporter, she was awestruck, glancing to the camera then back to the action behind her. "Th-there must be hundreds of criminals, surely they can't ta--" At that moment a thug came running from behind the reporter in a desperate attempt to flee. Before he could run into the small filming crew, Batgirl swooped in from a zipline around a light pole, and rammed the thug into the side of a parked car. Batgirl wound a plastic tie around the thugs hands and to the door handle. She stepped back and looked at the camera from behind her full face mask. She crossed the short distance between them, "Get out of here, it's dange--" she swept a hand out and threw the camera to the ground. The feed was severed and static fill the television screen. The man was on the edge of his seat, staring wide-eyed. The man searched desperately through the channels. All of the other news broadcasters where covering the story with clips, but there was no more live feed.


Batgirl didn't stop to watch the news crew get back in their van and speed away. Instead she gave a nasty upper-cut to a second-class villain from Steel City, then pulled out her communicator. She landed one last kick to the villains head and he went down. She pried the back of the communicator off and pressed the small red button. Batgirl snapped the piece back in place, and a light on the front started dimly flashing. She replaced it on her utility belt and hoped her team would arrive soon as her reinforcements.


 
Johnathan Morris was at home when he saw the live feed. He smiled. "They'll need help." He pulled an orb of Dark Matter from his pocket,and shaped it into a headset,and said, "Metropolis Police Chief,Workplace." After half a ring,the chief picked up the phone. "I'm busy! This better be good!" "It's Singularity. I'm offering my hand in the defense,reinforcement,and rebuilding of the Treasury." His voice was heavily distorted,but it was always the same distortion. The chief knew it was legit. "Same fee?" "Same fee." "Done." "I'll be on the scene in five minutes." "You have two." "I'm not The Flash. I can only run as fast as a car." He cut the connection,and re-compressed the headset into an orb.


Morris walked to his basement,and set his pouch down on an office chair. The desk before the chair was home to a large flat LCD screen,connected to a large computer. A keyboard and mouse were resident to a slide-out shelf immediately under the desk surface. Johnathan approached a wall,and touched it. The wall melted away into the floor,revealing a metal suit,resembling some futuristic robot or mech. He walked into the suit,using his power to move it's mass aside and back in place behind him. When he was in the suit,he walked back into the main room,and closed the secret room again with a touch. He plucked up the pouch,and picked a particularly heavy orb of Dark Matter from it. "They'll need to be captured...A PPC* will do..." The orb almost intantly assumed the shape of a rifle from the future,silver with bright blue highlights. The "barrel" was actually a pair of electrodes housed inside an electromagnetic coil.


Singularity approached another wall,and touched it. Like the wall before,it melted away at his touch,and reformed behind him as he touched the frame again. This time,the wall hid a tunnel,which led to the sewers. He used the same trick to get into the sewers proper after a few seconds of jogging. He looked at his heads up display,and set out following the sewers to the Treasury. "Connect me to someone on site with a communication device. A defender."


*A PPC is a Particle Projection Cannon,a weapon used in the BattleTech/MechWarrior franchise. It shoots lightning. Presumably,if made man-portable,it would be possible to tone it down enough to be the ultimate taser-rifle.
 
There was a buzz in Batgirl's ear. It caught her off-gaurd. It wasn't the same 'ring' as would be one of the other Bat's. Their frequency uplink was on an entirely different kind of wavelength with a seperate operation code to block any outer inferences that may occur. "Oracle--" she said into her comms. She momentarily lost her focus and was punched in the gut by a purple and green robot [in case you aren't too familiar with comics and stuff--those colours are Lex Luther's trademark, along with the robotics. (On a side note, Lex Luthor has pulled the wool over the eyes of America, decieving it's citizens, he was elected President of the US.)] Her suit absorbed most of the impact, but she went flying into a nearby building. She slid down its side to the ground, doing no more harm than knocking the wind out of her. Her eyes narrowed as she quickly observed and analysed the robot. She cursed under her breath then wipped out a few Batarangs and sent them flying. They landed with hollow 'thunks' as they planted themselves in the metal. Nothing happened, then a half second later, the sides of the Batarang flipped up and sparked with electricity. The charge grew and pulsed as they reasoned to find the correct electromagnetic frequency. There was a crack of electricity as the robot's system was overrided. The thing then crackled and fell apart.


"Batgirl?" Babs' voice sounded in her ear. "The--"


"Transmittion?" Batgirl anwsered for her, "Status."


"You're on the clear, its more of a supernatural uplink, if anything."


"Thanks Oracle." She said tightly, weezing slightly as she tried to catch her breath. She took a deep breath, focusing herself before jumping back into the action--throwing more pulses at the Lex Corp. robots. She touched her ear comm, "This is Batgirl. Identify yourself."
 
Batgirl? A kid's in charge of the defense? "This is Singularity. I'm en route to fortify your position. I'll remain after the incident to assist in reconstruction. I thought you'd appreciate a head's up." He picked up his pace,and began to run full throttle. Each of his steps left a small crater and spiderweb cracks. "I'll be armed. Particle beam weapon. Non-lethal setting. I'll tone it up if need be." He reached the destination manhole. He could hear metallic footsteps. He crouched,then leapt up.


Singularity's head crashed through the cover,and he rocketed up above the street by several meters,with the manhole cover spinning off down the street. He fell down,and spread his legs so he wouldn't fall back into the sewers. His impact left deep craters and a huge amount of cracks. He saw Batgirl nearby,in front of a disabled machine. "EMP? Good thinking." He saw more robots,and he turned his rifle at them,and pulled the trigger. A bolt of lightning came forth,and blasted into one of them,electricity arcing to nearby surfaces,and immediately shutting down. He aproached Batgirl,keeping his eyes on the enemies around them. He leaned down,propping his rifle under his left armpit,and fired again at a thug in a clown's mask,running towards a building on the other side of the street,knocking him out instantly. He held out an arm,and said, "Come on." He squeezed off another shot at another robot,which was approaching,and missed. As it drew closer,he simply whapped it over the head with his rifle,nearly splitting it in two,and the rifle was left undamaged.
 
She looked at the person's hand. Batgirl was never one quick to trust, especially someone in a suit of armor where she couldn't read their expression, and in her current position, on defence, as a member of the Bat, she would not be anytime soon. She neutralized a few more robots then said, "Oracle--uplink me to the UIT blueprints." She said into comms, then said to the armored man, "No offense, but I don't trust you, and you haven't been debreifed." She stated,while she spoke she quickly pulled up a hollographic screen from her gauntlette(spelled wrong). She searched for a moment, going through blueprints "Right now, our concern is elsewhere. Follow me."


Batgirl dropped down the manhole Singularity had emerged from earlier. Dirty water splashed at her feet. She broke into a run down the sewerway, following the holographic blueprint model floating just abover her wrist. After about a quarter of a mile of a run of twists and turns, she stopped and looked around for Singularity.
 
Singularity easily kept pace with Batgirl. In fact,he walked backwards,rifle trained behind them. Although,his walking was probably like running to the girl. He bumped into Batgirl when she suddenly stopped,and immediately turned around after stepping away from her,hoping he didn't injure her. He was currently using about ten tonnes of gear. "And westopped,because...?" Singularity stepped out of the muck,and onto the maintenance walkway. If he had to shoot,he sure as hell wasn't going to zap himself. "Out of the water. If I shoot,it'll carry the charge." He knelt down,and started sweeping both sides. He was wary.
 
Batgirl nodded and stepped on the concrete. "This is how we get in." She checked her screen again, then brought up her hand and started taping commands. Red flashing blots appeared on the map along with two small yellow ones towards the bottom. "I hacked into the UIT's security sysetem. They have infrared tracking, I tapped into it, and with some minor adjustment, we have a more accurate--non-trackable--position of our enemies. As long as their robots don't have quantum multiplicity adapters* we're in the clear, but keep look out. This is the map of the UIT's basement that goes into the treasury. I know for a fact that a second assualt team is moving in from underneath, while the commotion above us is a distraction. We stop them, nations all over the world will have safe money once again...And this is our way in." Batgirl flung a regular Batarang at the target spot on the blank wall in front of them then took a step back,"If you will do the honors?" She crouched down, and pulled her cape over her head and turned it on to defense mode.
 
Singularity looked at the wall. An opprotunity. "Slow or fast? I can suck out a mole of this stuff a second,or I can move it aside." Singularity looked at Batgirl through his helmet. "However,all of that mass has to go somewhere. I need to know if my moving this wall out of the way will cause damage." Singularity looked to the side slightly,and cocked his head. Things were still quiet down here.
 
Batgirl stood and pulled up the map. "Um...I didn't know that was possible, but alright. There is just another passage on the other side that will take us the closest to the UIT. Nothing to damage, it would be best if we could seal it behi--" she stopped mid-sentence. There was a drip. One would thing that would be a normal thing in a sewer full of sewer water and pipes. But she had been listening to the drips since they arrived: sixty-three, to be precise. But this dripp didn't fit the pattern. Living with Batman--a man who could sneak up on you in a large empty cathedral--made her acquire a sort of a sixth sense. It was the breeze on the back of your neck, the feeling of being watched, knowing when you are walking into a trap...knowing when something isn't right.


"There's something here..." She said in a barely audible whisper.
 
Singularity didn't hear anything. He held his breath,and heard nothing but his heartbeat,and his rifle huming. However,Batgirl was far more experienced than him. He pointed at his rifle,then the water. He pointed his rifle at the water with one hand,and set his hand to the wall with the other,and began to absorb mass. It was silent. He let a couple of seconds pass,then pulled the trigger,unleashing a bolt of lightning into the water. "Which direction?" The wall would take quite some time to absorb. It wasn't really an option. However,mass is mass. Electricity arced from the water. If anyone was in the water,not even a rubber suit would protect them.
 
Silently, she pointed up and down towards the way they came. She dismissed the feeling of a drip sound at the ceiling. Batgirl started thinking....but it was wierd...not right... Her eyes narrowed behind her mask, and she pulled out a few shuriken from her belt, prepared just in case--she had a bad feeling.
 
Singularity stood up and leaned against the wall,allowing the mass to continue absorbing. He held his rifle properly,aiming down the tunnel. Then,he had an idea. It involved giving him a lethal weapon,but it was the only way. "Changing weapons." The rifle changed shape almost instantly. It was now an enormous weapon held at his hips by two handles on top. Its barrel was long,and had a disc immediately behind. He pushed a button on the foregrip,and a whirring noise could be heard from the disc. "I could aim,but with this thing,I don't have to." He looked at the wall,and said, "Deal with out guest,or proceed?"
 
Batgirl glanced at Singularity's new weapon, she didn't like it very much, not very precise, loud and pretentious. More of a sharp shooter herself, the gun would cause a racket and bring other enemy attention. Batgirl didn't know what exactly the guy's abilities were and to what extent, but she relied that he had been doing this for a while and knew what he was doing. She didn't say anything, "Guest, definately. But hold your fire."


She glared down the dark tunnel, seeing nothing. Cautiously she turned on her high density beam flashlight on her gauntlet. Sure enough. They were somehow familiar. There on the ceiling, creeping along by their toe and fingertips were two grotesque beings, heads cocked rightside up dispite being upside down. Then where very slowly creeping along at a steady pace. Each had three mouths, one in front, and two on either side of the head, all were grinning.


"Do you see what I see...?" She asked slowly, the light trained on the demonic beings. She remembered the drip on the ceiling. "Shoot them.




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"Gladly." Singularity pointed the weapon upwards,and pressed the trigger on the reargrip. The barrel let forth what appeared to be a constant laser beam,but the sound of individual discharges revealed that it was simply a repeating pulse. The weapon was surprisingly accurate. At first,his aim was off,but he quickly adjusted his aim. "Shoulda put a sight on this thing." However,the...Thing simply leapt away from the stream of laser fire. "I REALLY shoulda put a sight on this thing!" As the creature approached,Singularity changed his weapon again,this time into a cestus. When that thing gets close,he'll hit it so hard it'll explode into pink mist.
 
Everything clicked. She saw those creepy monsters before, though she had surpressed the memory, her mother made her watch scary movies when she was a child, she watched this movie when she was two years old. She couldn't remember what it was about--that she had buried deep--but it didn't matter. It was all an illusion. The creatures weren't actually on the ceiling, they were really on the floor. She cleared her mind and forced herself to look through the deception--Batman had told her that illusions fool only the weak of mind.


"Its just an illusion! Look through it!" Batgirl yelled over the gatling gun.


THey were just humans--almost, something undefinable had been changed about them, but they were definately apart of expirementation at one point of time. That was the reason Singularity couldn't hit them, he was shooting in the opposite direction. Wherever the creature landed, the illusion was warped, and mirrored; now that Batgirl could see them, their heads were straight in the right direction--the illusion must have taken a memory in an effort to unravel her.


Singularity shot at the thing again, and the creature got closer. Batgirl sent the shuriken flying. they hit the creature and they planted them against the wall by the skin of its arms.
 
Singularity nearly laughed,then he realized,Supers were involved. Aliens,in the case of Superman. Nothing is impossible. He breathed deep,and looked at the creature. No image is perfect. There's always a flaw. He saw it. What he was seeing was barely transparent. He whipped around and belted out a punch. It hit something solid. He looked up,and saw he hit the wall. He extricated his arm from the enormous crater,and saw that Batgirl had pinned the thing to the wall with her shuriken. He reshaped the cestus into a supressed handgun. "Should we execute it? It doesn't look intelligent. Why interrogate an animal?"
 
"Well, that right there puts me in between a rock and a hard place." She said, then frown, then realized he couldn't see her frown, "I am taught to never kill, no matter what. These things were once human. As any hardened criminal is, just like this creature--they never learn.... But perhaps our research facility may take interest in them. See what made them this way. I believe there is no hope to restore them back to their previous selves, but they can be useful."


She looked at Singularity's new weapon, remember his ability she said, "If you could make a cage around them using matter, we could have a team recieve them at a later date?"
 
Singularity nodded. "For science. Those words leave a bitter taste in my mouth. Experimentation for the sake of it usually goes south." Singularity's weapon grew into a rifle,and he fired. A dart was sticking from the thing's neck. "Tranquilizer. Should take effect in a few minutes. Tag it." He pressed a hand to the wall,then slowly pulled his hand back,with the wall coming with it. He made a stone cocoon for the thing,leaving only the head uncovered. He then reached into the body of the cocoon,and removed the shuriken,then handed them back to Batgirl. "You'd damn well better get Stark or some spawn of Oppenhiemer and Einstien to look at this thing. I'm already enough of a PR nightmare for the police. I don't want a monster attack on my head,too." He moved to the wall,with Batgirls Batarang still stuck in. He removed it,and tossed it dismissively over his shoulder.


"We've dawdled long enough." Singularity pressed his hands onto the wall,and pulled it aside,it's mass melting into the wall. Cracks began to form where the wall met the floor. "Come on. Quickly."
 
Rosa's feline eyes scanned the expanse of tree that surrounded her. She had ignored the signal for reinforcements considering the crime had no affect on her personal project. The one that involved saving all of nature, Batman wanted her to broaden her services to those who could not defend themselves but The Clawed Rose's focus still remained on saving the earth. A low growl escaped her throat as the signal for reinforcements was sounded again. This time they needed somebody to pick up a "specimen" of some kind. She didn't like this, it was too similar to her own history.


Leaping out off the tree branch she landed lithely in her human form. Shifting in mid-air was her newest trick she hoped to add flips and spins for a little more pizzazz. That was all she really was in some people's opinion, a creature or entertainment, something to bring to parties to show off to guests. She hissed, even the thought of such a frivolous life irked her. Rosa looked down at herself straightening her ring and tying her mask into place. She was vain enough to separate her hair so that a top layer hid the string holding the black mask to her face. The cool fabric enhanced with metal felt secure against her face. Yet another one of Bruce's creations. It was light enough to be beautiful and protect her identity but it also could stop bullet and most any weapon.


Fleet feet skipped through the forest leaping logs as her arms grasped branches giving her a few moments of airborne glory. Se quickly reached the small cave that housed her possessions. The cave was dimly lit by candles and the color scheme was promisingly warm. It was one of earthy neutral tones. She walked deeper expert fingers tapping small nicks in the wall until a passage opened. Inside held a simple array of highly specialized weapons and forms of transportation. Rosa ran her fingers across the hoods of cars finally stopping on her favorite a black sports car. She had it specially designed to run on the Co2 in the air. Very expensive but very worth it.


She pulled out of the cave through a back exit that led straight to downtown Gotham. Within ten minutes the car emerged in a parking lot directly above the site of the last signal. Parking the car carefully Rosa pried open a manhole dropping into the murk and stench. A few feet ahead of her were Batgirl and Singularity.


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Troy woke up screaming in his dark room in the New Gotham clock tower, the Birds of Prey's secret headquarters. He was sticky with sweat and tears were streaming from his eyes. He had had another dream about his father. He got up walked out of his room and walked toward the bathroom to take a shower. Barbara saw the distress in his eyes. She wheeled her wheelchair over in front of him. "You had another dream about your father didn't you," she said. Troy looked down into her eyes. "Yes, I need to clean myself up,"Troy replied. He walked past her and got into the shower. Barbara was worried about Troy he'd been stressed a lot lately and these dreams of his father weren't helping.
 
Batgirl took her projectiles with a nod. "We need to get moving then." Then turning to walk through Singularity's passage, she touched her ear and spoke into her comms, "Babs, where are my reinforcements?" Batgirl was not one to underestimate her enemy, and she didnt have enough force to take back the UIT. Earlie she noted that several major villains where MIA; evil masterminds like Mr. Freeze, Doc Oct, and Two-Face. Batgirl definitely wasn't going to take on villains that high up without her heavy. Just then she heard the mudded thrilling of padded feet striking the pavement. Her eyes narrowed, Clawed Rosa was alone, and the fact she came meant she was here on her other motives.


"Hold your fire, Singularity," Batgirl warned, "She's a friend."


 
Singularity saw the newcomer approach,and he quickly aimed the tranquilizer rifle at her. However,at Batgirl's behest,he held his fire. He reshaped the tranquilizer rifle into the PPC Rifle. Or,at least,he tried. Something dirsupted the proccess. He attempted again,but this time nothing happened. He was left with something that resembled a rifle,but impossible to use as such. "What the hell...?" He looked at the...Thing,and sighed in relief when he saw it was still contained,and now asleep. The cracks in the floor grew,and Singularity knew it. "Ladies,let's keep this fast. If we want to extract the package,do it now. This tunnel will be coming down soon. Otherwise,we press on." He hel the useless piece of mass at his side. He'll need help sourcing this glitch. It still weighed two tonnes.but he was now limited to smacking things.


He was quite adept at that,thankfuly.


Now that he examined the newcomer,he was starting to recognize the newcomer. "The Clawed Rose,if I remember correctly. A pleasure. Sorry for the rifle scare. I'm jumpy." He pointed over his shoulder to the creature encased in the wall. "Blame that thing. Are you here to reinforce us? Or to pick up our mutual fiend,here?" His voice was impossible to ID. When he first made the suit,he made certain that the helmet included a gender neutral voice scrambler.
 
Clawed Rose let out a soft hiss as the rifle was pointed out her but made no move to defend herself. She knew it was just a precaution but having a gun pointed at you did not make one feel very safe. However she did not snap at Singularity whose neutral gender voice confused even her highly tuned ears. She could tell the suit was changing it because of the soft vibrations that came from the suit when he/she talked. But she predicted that Singularity was male, the suit was too bulky for a girl especially since most women opted for a more curvy build in their robot suits.


"I'm here to pick up 'it', I am assuming 'it' needs to be take back to Batman for further inspection," Rosa said in a careless voice. It didn't matter how quite she was forced to be The Clawed Rosa could always pull off a lazy sensual voice that carried deep meaning even when people could barely hear it. She believed it was all in the eyes, steady penetrating eye contact that only left for a lazy glance around the room before zeroing back in on the listener again.
 
Singularity nodded,and set the piece of mass down as gently as he could. It still left a crack. He approached the slumbering creature,and gripped one side of the restraining cocoon,and pulled. With a little effort,the brick,concrete,and mortar cocoon peeled way with loud cracks. He allowed the creature to flop into his arms,so he could make sure it was still asleep. It appeared to still be out. "Thank goodness for tranquilizers." He approached the Clawed Rose with the creature over one shoulder. "I can trust Batman." He looked at Batgirl momentarily. "He trains a good apprentice. His judgement is solid." He held out the unconcious creature to the Rose. "Run fast. This tunnel's coming down real soon." A slight rumble was aubible,and dust came from the ceiling every now and then. "God,I hate physics,sometimes..."
 
when Troy entered the bathroom he stripped out of his pajamas. Looked in the mirror his sweat covered naked body gleamed under the lights. Troy looked distressed. His dark brown almost black hair was a matted, tangled, and greasy. There were light purple almost black bags under his eyes. He walked toward the shower. He pulled the curtain open and turned on the water. Water flowed form the fixture overhead. Troy got into the ice cold shower. He shampooed his matted hair and washed his sweaty body.
 
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