Setting a plan in motion

Oracle was at her computer getting everything ready, making sure there was no trail to follow as the other two moved. There were no cameras in Gotham that saw either of them as they moved through the city. She adjusted the angle and got the cameras stuck on a second loop that allowed the girls to fly by then unseen.

She should have been horrified at what she was doing; she was doing everything in her power to leave Batman and the others in the dark to be sure they had no idea what was coming. She wasn't horrified; she was excited and practical in a permanent state of euphoria. Everything has been going great since their change of allegiance. Before there was angst as she sat at the computer being tech support as all her close friends and family fought the evil that called Gotham home.

She knew at any moment that she could be told that they were dead, that one of them hadn't dodged quick enough and their brains had been splattered all over a wall. The biggest thing was how she could do nothing to change it. She could hack systems to get them the intel they needed or unlock doors, but she couldn't help any of them from being clubbed with a ranch.

Now, though, she didn't have to worry or care about any of it. She just had to be pretty and do what master asked of her. It was so much better than working for Batman, as the rewards would be far better. She played with her tits for just a moment as she thought of how Master would reward her. Though she quickly stopped and got back to it, her mind was on the task for now and the rewards later.

Cassandra Cain moved towards her destination with complete silence. She went to one place after another with a shovel in hand and small packets filled with tartar. She got to where she needed to be, finding the targets where they were supposed to be. She found four of her subjects scattered throughout Gotham, but find them she did. The last four were in the same place, though under much tighter security.

She moved quietly and quickly, knowing she did have a window where she would not be seen. Though it would close, and if she were caught, it would ruin everything. So she got it done, her shovel moving faster than it had ever moved before. She got her targets in the end with no the wiser. She returned with her prizes in tow when she got on to the next step of the plan. She had to touch herself, as the reward for what she was doing was so great that the thought of it made her tingle.

She got back on task, though, as the time for pleasure would be after the work was done. There were no thoughts of the horror she was about to unleash. As she knew where her true loyalties now lay, as a woman trained by the finest assassins in the world, it was the opposite of what she had been trained to do. So was it truly that bad in the end?

While the other two were doing their part, Spoiler was wandering the sewers, getting closer to her target. She had just the one, but it was far more dangerous than Cassandra Cain; if this went wrong, she wasn't leaving alive. She eventually found the chamber she had been looking for.

She opened the small one of decay ripe. She looked around hoping it was where it was supposed to be and hadn't been carried off by the vermin of the sewers luckily it hadn't been and so she made her way over and used the last of the tartar they had been given. Once its work was done, she found herself alone with a very dangerous beast.

She looked into his pitch-black eyes and said. "The master has a job for you." Stephanie Brown stated, despite the danger she was in. He nodded his assent slowly as he came to terms with his sudden new body and breathing once more. Once he seemed to come to terms with his new existence, he spoke to her.

"I will do the job, of course, for services rendered, but first I must eat." The snow shark man said in a deep voice with a Russian accent. Spoiler simply led him out of the chamber and into the sewer where a few rats found themselves as dinner for the monster now walking amongst them.