<strong>Location: Benjamin Jewelers, Gotham, USA<br/>Hero: Huntress<br/>TAG: Batgirl, Black Canary, Batman</strong><br/>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/Huntress_zps7da5b71d.jpg)<br/><br/>Seeing the girl hop into the vent, Helena waited below...And waited, and waited, and waited...FUCK!  She thought thinking that her faith had been misplaced, and that the girl had just cut and run, leaving her here to face the goddamn cops.  "Fuck!  Fuck, fuck, fu-"  Then she came back!  All that hate that had been boiling over instantly flashed away, and Helena gave a big smile to the lithe girl, she herself jumping up and catching her arm, the two working together rather well in getting The Huntress tucked into the small space with the Batgirl.<br/><br/>Letting Bab's lead the way, Helena just tried to block out as much of that ear piercing screech that was the alarm as possible.  A difficult thing, but not impossible.  Getting the roof was a blessing, and Helena greedily took in a deep breath of Gotham air.  Not the best stuff in the world, certainly no California surf, but it had its own dark beauty about, just like the rest of the city.<br/><br/>"Oh shit..."  She said taking in her surroundings.  There he was, the Dark Knight himself.  Helena couldn't help but let her hand drop to her cross, she didn't draw it though, just kept it in place.  "Umm, we didn't do this."  She said quickly, looking from Batman and then too the blonde bombshell he was talking too.  Who was that chick?  Well if she was trouble the big guy here would have already taken care of it, she it wasn't a priority to find that out right now.  So she instead looked back to Batman.  "We both came here tracking Catwoman, she...Got the better of us."  Helena looked to Bab's and shrugged, it was the truth after all.  "Now can we do intro's later or we gunna wait for the cops?"  She said this to everyone, feeling that the mood of threat from each other had passed.<br/><br/><strong>Location: Crime Alley, Gotham, USA<br/>Villain: Catwoman<br/>TAG: Robin</strong><br/>(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/DawnOlivieri_zps526a461b.jpg)<br/><br/>Selina had made it out of the jewelers with little trouble at all, she slipping along the shadows with such ease she truly wondered how sometimes she faced the light of day.  After a quick costume switch, some little tricks on loosing tails (never could be too careful), she go on the subway and headed up town, her comfortable loft awaiting her in the ritzy area of town.  She put her new prize in a safe place and then got changed into some going out clothes.  There was no way in hell she was going to be able to get to sleep after a night out like that.  Way to much adrenalin was going through her and really there were only a few ways to get it out.  Being that Bat's wasn't giving her much attention lately (self-righteous asshole), going to the old neighborhood and starting some trouble was the next best option.<br/><br/>Putting on some tight black pants, knee high boots, and a red top she absolutely loved, the stunning 'villain' topped it all of with a leather jacket perfect for riding.  Getting down to the  garage she walked threw and hoped on her Honda Stateline, the dark red colour something she adored along with the sleek look of the creature.  She'd bought it just last month and still couldn't get over the smoothness of the beauty.  A cruising bike that had the guts to compete with any street racer.  After a few special modifications that is, but what's the point of having all this money if you can't  make the things you like better right?<br/><br/>Blaring down the streets she was watched with lingering eyes, her dirty blonde hair whipping behind her, more than one wink given out to cops who just liked the view.  Pulling onto the tight streets she slowed her roll, allowing the bike to fit into its cruising roll.  Ah Crime Alley...It was the only place that still felt dangerous to her, maybe it had something to do with growing up here.  It sticks with you, that young fear, and maybe never really goes away.  All those bad times conquered, making you into someone who got out.  You couldn't forget your past, it made you what you are.  She supposed that was why she came back here so often, to remember who she had been and now what she was.  She certainly liked more what she was now...But that girl back then, well Selina couldn't completely let her go.<br/><br/>Just rolling through she saw someone else who seemed rather out of place.  A young guy on a bike, a good looking young guy at that.  She was sure he heard her come up behind, but he just stayed sitting on the bike.  Awe, trying to look cool she thought.  But then getting closer she realized he actually did, though on seeing him smoke she was kind of put off.  God did she hate cigarette breath.<br/><br/>"Hello handsome." She said coming beside him, smiling that dangerous and flirty grin she had.  Right away one could tell she was trouble, it was like a jewel that shined in her eyes.  "What's a pretty thing like you doing in an ugly place like this?"  She loved being the one to initiate things, through guys for a loop and made it just that little bit more fun.  Hopefully he wasn't just pretty though, she was so sick of stupid and pretty.