A meet up at the Sawmill

A month and a half passed before I heard from her again. I knew that this wasn't going to be the end it so I decided I needed to be prepared. As much as it made me uncomfortable to do so, I put the costume back on and continued to go out as Batgirl for a few hours every night. I did my best to keep a low profile. Mostly sticking to back ally muggings and convince store robberies. Basically going anywhere the police weren't. As much as I hated to admit it, part of my success came from the tools given to me by the woman who had humilated me and was now holding my freedom hostage. In addition to higher quality bat-r-rangs and lock picks, it also included smoke bombs, bolos and small handheld grappling gun. The buckle even had small motor for repelling and ascending. My first attempts to use it however where a bit of a disastor. I decided I needed to build my skills so I enrolled in a gymanstics course. Something as it turns out, I was pretty good at.

It was Friday night and I had just gotten home from college. I turned on the TV to see if there was anything going on in town that I could help with. Then I heard the phone go off.....the phone I got from her. It kept ringing no matter how long I let it ring. I knew I had **** but to answer it. "Been a busy girl haven't we Bats?" ".....wha.....what do you mean?" "Oh dear Batgirl, I have eyes and ears everywhere. To be honest though, I'm glad to see you are making use of all the wonderful gifts I sent you. They weren't cheap you know." "What do you want?" "Eager are we? Well, I've put the finishing touches on a little game for us to play. The role of villainess is of course filled, now we just need our brave heroine. Interested?" "Do I have a choice?" "Oh you will always have a choice darling. That choice being whether or not you want people to know you're the girl running round fighting crime in cheap cosplay or not." "Fine, I'll play your game....." Then a thought came. "......that being said.....if this a game, that means I have a chance to win don't I?" "Hmmmmmm. Interesting. What are the terms?" "I want a chance to win my freedom. If I can beat you, then that's it. I can go back to my life." I heard her laugh on the other line. "Oh my, you are fun. Alright Batgirl, tomorrow night I will have a flash drive containing the pictures of I took of you last time we meant. If you can get it from me, then it's yours. You'll never hear from me again." I smirked, you are on. "I'll text you the address. Be hear at midnight. I'm eager to see you again." I swear I heard her smooch a kiss before hanging up. Now I was motivated. I ran to my closet to get dressed.

A couple hours later, I was at the address the woman had sent me. And it was pretty far out of my way. It was a two hour drive out of the city and into the country side. The location appeared to be a rundown saw mill. Yeah, not creepy at all. Despite the place being a bit decript, the front door was hanging wide open. However, I'm sure that Catwoman was expecting that. I saw a point of entry on the roof. Perhaps I could take her by surprise.