Young Justice RP :: semi lit

Batgirl gave a gratious nod, then called to Rosa, "If you have your uplink on comms, get in touch with the Oracle--she'll give you coordinates to the JLA Metropolis Institution, there are a few teleporter nearby. They will take 'it' and house it there. Batman will be busy, it would be petty to interupt him with trivial things." Batgirl informed her, "Oh, and Rosa, thanks...I know you didn't have to."


She didn't wait for a response, there was little to no chance she would get one. Batgirl broke into a run, heading down the passage way, and away from the collapsing tunnel.
 
Rose tossing 'it' over her shoulder. The thing probably weighed around ninety pounds, it seemed a emaciated and ill. Most likely a product of the experiments and "medications" 'it' was given. As she took off down the tunnel she pushed a small button in her belt, "Clawed Rose to Oracle, Clawed Rose to Oracle, coordinates needed to JLA Metropolis," Rosa hissed. There was a highly sensitive microphone hidden in the Rose on her mask, there was also a speaker hidden in the delicate flower.


Grunting a little Rosa began the assent up the ladder one arm still wrapped around the 'it'. The thing was starting to feel heavier and the tunnel was getting smaller. She paused rearranging the thing on her shoulder before continuing on up into the parking lot. The crash of the tunnel crumbling filled her ears and as she emerged into the parking garage a wave of dust followed.
 
After the Rose taken the monstrosity,Singularity hastily entered the passageway he opened,after plucking up his would-be rifle. He attempted to seal the passage,but no dice. His Mass power was on the blink. "This shouldn't be happening..." He sprinted down the passageway,and scooped up Batgirl,heedless of whatever she may think otherwise. "That tunnel's going down,and we're still in the danger zone! Stay still!" He had Batbirl over his right shoulder,in a firm grip,and he sprinted down the passageway. He heard the thunder of the collapsing tunnel. "SHIT!" Up ahead was a ladder. Above was what appeared to be a trapdoor.


He leapt at the wall feet first,and kicked off of it,straight up. His head smashed through the door,and he landed above it,legs spread. He pivoted to the side,and jumped back,just in time to avoid the deadly cloud of dust and debris what,although harmless to his tin can,would've probably stripped Batgirl to the bone. He set her down,and said, "Sorry about that. I don't like compatriots dying on me." He was panting slightly. His running was near the neighbourhood of 100 kilometers per hour. Not true super speed,but it helped.
 
Batgirl found his behaviour quite odd, she didn't even know this guy, yet he saved her life, based on the amounts of cash that were being withdrawn from the government via the police, she deduce where the money was going to, and reasoned that this guy was probably disconserned with everyone but himself. Don't judge a book by it's cover, she chanted to herself automatically; However, that wasn't her concern right now.


She growled and habitually ran a hand across her scalp, where her hair would have been if she were not wearing the cowl. Batgirl took a deep breath, scanning over all of their options, "What are we going to do," she mumbled to herself, the sewer was definatly out now. There was only one option left. Batgirl turned around and observed, "Oracle, I'm going to need that back up. Now. Anyone you have."


She felt like giving another sigh out of exasperation, but thats not what she was trained to do under stressful situations. She watched the Super swarm around the decrepited bank, Superboy had now joined them--fighting on the ground. She saw a few members of Tim's team, the Teen Titans, fighting along with them. "We have to go through the building."


 
Singularity was now panting heavily. He overexerted himself. He felt his ankles behin to tingle,which meant that his legs will be in agony for at least a week. "I...Need...A...Lighter...Suit..." He looked at the length of mass that was supposed to be a weapon. "How...About..." He shaken his legs,one at a time with a groan. "The...front...Door?"
 
"Or just use the whole smashed through the side of the wall next to the door..." Batgirl reasoned mildly. She glanced back at Singularity. Even as a robot, she knew something was wrong. He was panting and bent over, she never knew a robot to get fatigue--even if it was just a man inside the suit.


"Are you alright?" She asked him.
 
He straightened up,shaken his head with a silly noise,exhaled sharply,and looked at Batgirl. "For now,I am. Although later...My legs'll be jello. Shoulda streched first,but that probably wouldnt've helped." He walked towards the manhole he blasted through,and whistled in admiration. "What caused more damage? The debris field,or my footsteps?" Inside the tunnel was a thick layer of dust,with sizeable chunks of debris. However,plainly visible,were deep craters that no doubt would probably cost millions to repair. "Why are Supers so prone to collateral damage?" He stepped back,and started to strech his thighs,then achilies,then rotate his hips,knees,and ankles. It didn't take long. "I should be good now." He pulled up alongside Batgirl. "Let's kick some ass,hmm?"
 
Batgirl nodded, "It's only carelessness most times. Such as carrying on a battle within city limits when it happens to be particually violent fight. However, in this case, it is unavoidable." She scoped out the area, there were still dozens upon dozens of criminals and villiains scurrying about. "We have to get over to the building quickly, we don't want to cause too much attention--so you flank left, I'll flank right, make it to the UIT, get to the basement--I dont care, just get down there, minimal attention, minimal damage if you can. Should take fifteen-twenty tops."


Batgirl peeked around the corner of the brick building they were keeping behind. She waited a moment for a clean route then said, "Move out,"


 
"Yes,ma'am." Singularity looked at his suit. Subtle? This suit wasn't meant for subtle. It was meant for tanking. It was meant to keep the enemy focused on him if he worked with others. He sighed. He momentarily considered going back into the tunnel to clear out the debris,and continue from there,but he immediately banished that notion. It would take too long. "C'mon...You're in a Cybran ACU...THINK like a Cybran..." Stealth...In a giant robot suit...They have line of sight the moment I get out there. After a moment,he thought of something. He moved quickly,but with measured steps. His footfalls were noticably quieter,but they'd be easily heard by the attentive,or if he drew near.


If things went according to plan,he wouldn't need to get close.


He moved to the left side of the building. His first obstacle was readily apparent. Three goons. He didn't care for whom they worked,he just knew that they were the enemy. Thankfully,their backs were turned. How to pass them...? The goons were by a truck,with,frighteningly,a mounted .50 cal Browning. Where these street thugs got such a monstrous machine gun,he'll never know. He immediately reported this to Batgirl,and the police via his helmet's electronics. He got an idea. He leapt at them,looking like Kain from The Legacy of Kain using his Leap power. As he landed,he slammed the rear of the flanking goon's heads with significant force,creating a cickening CRACK sound. He then drove his knee into the center goon's skull base,with similar results.


All three goons were in front of him on the ground,motionless. He removed a gauntlet,and checked their pulses.


They were alive. Good. He reattached the gauntlet,and radioed into the police. "Three suspects unconcious with significant cranial injury,by the technical." He climbed up into the truck's bed,bottoming out the suspension,and probably bending the axle,and removed the ammunition from the weapon. He went into the cab,and removed another box of bullets,and attempted to condense them. Once again,no dice. "I need to get this looked at..." He settled with burying the ammunition nearby,and informed the police of this as well.


One obstacle down,two hundred feet made. A long ways to go,now...
 
From the sound of Singularity's updates, he was having his own problems. However, Batgirl could not afford to pay attention to him, she was having difficulties of her own--what could possibly the evil equivilent to Cassandra Cain, the previous Batgirl--Cheshire Cat. Somehow she had found Batgirl as if she was looking for her--quite possible, they were archnemiseis; Arrow shared the same vendetta as Batgirl, if not worse.


"Batgirl..." Cheshire Cat purred, "It's been a while...What brings you here?"


"I should be the one to ask," Batgirl narrowed her eyes, lowering into a martial defense stance, "What could you have possibly acheived by coming here today?"


"Now, now," she said preparing her own stance, "Lets not waste our breath, I think it's clear what i want,"


Batgirl didn't like the sound of that, she could hear the familiar smugness in her tone, Cheshire came for blood. And she wouldn't be leaving until she saw to it. "Who are you working for this time?"


"Oh, but, honey, what is it to you now, you'll be dead before you know it..." she purred, confirming Batgirl's suspicions. "And I won't be giving you the chance to contact your little friendies either," Cheshire lept forward, Batgirl was ready.


Batgirl was knocked onto her back, she rolled over her head, and kicked Cheshire off, planting her feet into Cheshire's stomach. She flew off, Batgirl rolled backward over her shoulders and landed in a crouch. She straighted but had just enought time to get into stance before Cheshire attacked her.


They went at hand-to-hand combat, evenly matched. Batgirl had to call it to a close, she did a jump-spin kick and pushed Cheshire Cat back with a boot to the jaw. It was enough of a distraction for Batgirl to reach into one of her many pouches around her waist and throw down a couple smoke-screens and knock-out gas pellets. While the mist was starting to conform, Batgirl saw Cheshire sway, she must have accidently gotten a lung full of capacitating air; however, Batgirl didn't stay around to find out. She dissapeared in the mist as agiliy as a shadow in the night.
 
Singularity proceeded to move around the perimeter of the scene,looking for a hole in the enemy ranks. They were a disorganized lot,very few with any form of networked communication. Some did,and he assumed them to be officers. He was near the rear of the building,now,and he found the hole he was looking for. There was an armoured truck,engine running. Five goons,all on the same side,jawing to eachother. He manouvered his way to the other side of the truck,and crept closer. He was right next to the truck. He examined the area,and saw an opened window,one floor up.


I gotta take the chance.


He crouched down,and leapt at the window. He landed heavily in a sloppy rol that never regained it's feet. He slid to the opposite wall on he belly. He collided with the wall,and nearly went straight through. "Being massive sucks." He extricated himself from the wall,and made his way down one floor. All of the goons were either outside,or watching the door,as far as Singularity knew. He crept to the basement,and noticed that there was a very large concentration of goons.


Shit on a shingle...


Singularity was stranded. He had no way to stealthily make it through the mob of hench. He called up Batgirl on his comms,and muted his externals. "I'm at the main stairs to the basement. Can't go further without raising Hell. Security upstairs is abyssmal."


 
Rosa still awaited coordinates as she placed 'it' in the car. She cuffed the thing looping the specially engineered restraints so that the thing was curled in a ball. She really did not need to deal with some crazy thing attacking her while she tried to drive. Slinking into the driver's seat she waited yet the information never came. It was probably some kind of message, was she needed back underground? Her feline eyes darted back to 'it', the thing was properly knocked out and she was pretty sure it would stay that way, but she decided to stay on the safer side and activate the cage that turned the back of the car practically into a prison cell.


Stepping out of the car she checked what looked like a make up compact, in reality it gave her an approximate idea where everyone was. She could only use it when reinforcements were needed and the device only responded to her prints. The tunnel below was no longer an option plus they were now above ground. The Clawed Rose discovered they were merely two buildings away and she snapped the compact closed. She walked to the edge of the parking garage looking over the cement wall and down to the ground. She was a good ten stories above the ground and the screeching of sirens filled her ears. She spotted a connected the buildings perfect for her needs. Wrapping her body around the wire she began to pull herself across to the other building, she ignored the screams of people not knowing if they were for her or for the general chaos going on below.


Once she reached the first building the leap to the second building was easy. She slipped into the shadowy builidng. Somebody had cut the power but red lights still flashed warnings. She could hear the crude grunts of thugs around the corner. Dispatching of them was easy, the Clawed Rose slipped around the corner swaying her body as she approached the men, "Would you big boys happen to know of any money laying around?" she asked cocking her head almost innocently. She had them in her net and as they stumbled over their words fumbling with their weapons Rosa leaned back lifting one leg as she planted the other and pivoted. A beautiful round house kick dropped them to the ground. She stepped over them gracefully more careful now. She was sure things were about to get more complicated.
 
"Copy, I'm enroute as we speak," Batgirl said quietly for fear her voice would echo in the aluminum air ducts she was crawling though. She was just slender enough to squeeze into the narrow space; out of bordom she notes that the space was 18x14 inches.


She stopped several times to check her coordinates, making sure she was going in the correct direction. Finally, she got the basement room Singularity was speaking about. She crawled a bit onward until the duct was directly over the middle of the room. Batgirl pulled up the holo-screen on her guantlet and tapped in a few system override codes. She turned the screen off after programing a button on her gauntlet to turn off all electricity in the building. 'Nightvision on~' she said quietly. Her vision turned green-scale, iconic to night vision goggles.


She turned out the lights then instantly dropped down from the vent shaft and went to work mowing down the goons.There were about forty of them, but Batgirl took care of it--they we merely a nyisance.


 
Singularity smiled inside his helmet when the lights went out. After the sound of the scuffle stopped,barely a minute later,he began to creep in. Sadly,he didn't have the foresight to install low-light optics in the helmet. He didn't dare turn on his externals,for fear that Batgirl was somehow disabled. He bumped into someone,standing upright. His arm instantly shot out and grabbed them. It felt like the shoulder. Using his other arm,he felt the head region,looking for the pointed ears of the cowl. He found them. However,he wasn't convinced. He turned on his externals,and hissed, "You'd better be legit." He won't let go until he got an answer. His grip was as unyielding as his suit.
 
Batgirl delivered a punch to the face and the goon instantly collapsed to the floor unconcious. Wipping around, she caught another with a roundhouse. A shadow moved in her periphial followed by the rumble of what she had come to recognize as Singularitys transgender voice. She tracked the last two of the goons and took them down, then went in Singularitys direction to investigate, flipping on the lights as she did.


What she saw disturbed her--not in a gross way, she didn't get bothered by that kind of stuff anymore--but more of a disgruntled feeling. Singularity was holding another Batgirl. She grabbed the front of the imposter's getup and demanded in a growl, "Explain yourelf, and you better make it good."
 
Singularity was far less than impressed. "Impersonating a Super?" He moved his grip to the wrist,and grabbed the other,and twisted the imnposter into an extremely uncomfortable hold,with her arms behind her back,and then forced her to her knees,and finished by planting a foot on her wrists. He kept most of his weight on his rear leg,but that wasn't saying much. The amount of weight on the woman's wrists was more than enough to keep her immobilized. "I'm not impressed." He looked at Batgirl,and said, "The nerve of some people." He looked back at the imposter. "Talk fast,and make it accurate. I weigh as much as a tank. You don't want all of that on your back."
 
Batgirl grimaced and tore off the imposter's mask. Ivy grinned back at her. "Speak." Batgirl commanded.


"We all make sacrificed we are willing to make, sweety." Ivy said smugly, "Impersonating you--not hard, surprisingly. Ego this, ego that, order people around, prancing about--it was simple, and very believable. I think I made a better you that you."


Batgirl's expression went blank in rage, and she went still as her body muscles clenched in anger. But she swallowed it back just as quickly. She laughed tightly and Ivy relaxed, then Batgirl gave her a heavy right hook. Ivy's head snapped to one side. "If you think that will make me talk, you are sadly mistaken." she chuckled as a stream of blood ran down from the corner of her mouth, "However if you want an excuse, I guess that I could just say that it was in personal interest to sneak about the bank and get my share in the fun,"
 
Singularity piped up. "How about I break every bone in your body,one by one? Or,even better;cut off small pieces and cauterize them. Batgirl may have issues with such practices,but I don't." Singularity wasn't kidding. He knew ways of getting people to talk. Sometimes,you had to be extreme. "Or do you want to know how it feels to have a tank fall on you?"
 
Barbara was worried about Troy when she heard on of her computers blip. She wheeled her way over to her computers, put on her headset and said,"Hello this is the Oracle what do you need Clawed Rose?" Troy finished his shower, wrapped a towel over his area and walked Back in his room when Barbara stopped him. Barbara covered up the mic on her head set and told Troy to get dressed in his super suit in case Clawed Rose Needed backup. Troy walked into his room opened the glass case were his suit was and put it on.


The suit:


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"My sufferage and death will not get you any closer to the answer. My life is insignificant comparably, and a sacrifice willing to be made." she said seriously though a sneer on her face.


Batgirl was not very compassionate when it came to villains, but she knew that Singularity's definition of violence was not the way to determine Ivy's fate. Inhumane treatment as that only opened up the opportunites for other villains to step in and do something even worse to other heros as revenge. However, it was not just that, Batgirl saw the look in the woman's eye--she would not budge, she would not break, no matter what they did to her. But there was one thing that was bothering her, "Why did you dress up as me?" Why not someone else?" Batgirl questioned, her eyes narrowed in suspision.


"Because I wanted to of course, no one is more sly and cunning than yours--" Ivy began ranting, her eyes glanced to the side. Batgirl cut her off, slapping a Napotine Patch, a patch that emittes a low electrical frequence that disturbes the body's nerveous system and renders person unconsious for several hours it looks like a nicotine patch, to Ivy's forehead. She shuddered then her body went slack.


"It was a distraction." Batgirl said simply. She saw Ivy's eyes dart to her left, an indication she was lying, and from the beginning she started off by insulting her. It was an obvious ploy, "She was stalling, means there's something serious going on downstairs that they left this room full of goons plus a higher rank villain to guard. Let's get going." Batgirl bound Ivy's wrists with a plastic tye, then started into a run for the hallway. They had to make up for lost time. But that was no excuse for sloppiness, so Batgirl kept vigilant.
 
Clawed Rose continued through the building her feline eyes inspecting every shadow with care. Hazard signs were flashing and guards littered the floor all in different states of unconsciousness. They needed somebody to clear the people out of the buildings and fast.


"Clawed Rose to Oracle, I repeat Clawed Rose to Oracle, we need and evacuation of the premises. Many people are unconscious and need to be evacuated the building is unstable," she hissed into the speaker as she moved swiftly down the stairwell.


She was now in the basement and the number of henchmen she had to dispatch of was decreasing. Batgirl and Singularity had already been here. As she rounded the corner she could see the faint outline of three figures one was hulking and angular while the other two were slight and feminine.
 
"I'm on it," Barbara said,"I'm sending medics and firemen to your coordinates to evacuate the premises now. I'm also sending a member of my team to join you. His name is Wonderboy you'll now who he is when you'll see him." Troy got the memo and went to the balcony in front of the large clock face outside and flew to meet up with Clawed Rose.
 
Singularity actually facepalmed. "How did we fall for it?" He dismounted the unconcious Ivy,and allowed Batgirl to tie her. "Fastest route between two points,Batgirl. I'm opening a LAN with your mapping system. Connect and gimme a map. I'll need it." Singularity squatted down,and reared an arm back. "The Hulk's got nothing on this."
 
Clawed Rose stepped into the closest flashing light now completely sure the figures she saw before her were Singularity and Batgirl but who was the third. Her communication device went off signaling her that Wonderboy would be showing up soon. She nodded with satisfaction leaning against the wall closest to her. A lazy smile curled across her lips it amused her the way the heroes in front of her were so different but shared the same power. Batgirl was built more for speed but Singularity was more of a smasher.


"You guys need any help?" she asked in a musical voice that carried across the room. She could almost watch her voice crawl forward in her leopard form rubbing against the walls, tail trailing low behind her. How she longed to shift but she knew her services would be better used in her human form.
 
Troy entered the premises dressed as Wonderboy and flew over to Batgirl and Singularity. He looked at Batgirl. "Nice to see you again, Alice," Troy said.
 
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