Night Fights

The office’s were in a separate building with it’s own on site security. The firm only had one set of clients, the Falcone crime family. Half the firm were lawyers and the other half were certified public accountants, just what they needed to hide their criminal activities under a veneer of legitimacy. Oracle sat down on the roof next to the office and opened the mini-keyboard in her yellow left gauntlets. She activated the backdoor program she written as Barbara Gordon while in her marketing research lecture. Across the street the security system stopped recording and alerted the guard on duty that the memory was full. It told them to call the security monitoring agency. When it did, Oracle answered the call.

“Hello?” the security guard asked.

“Thank you for calling Brumhilde Security services, this is Jessica speaking, this call may be recorded for training and quality assurances purposes,” Barbara laid on a think Fargo accent, “What is your problem?”

“Yeah, ahh,” the security guard started.

“If you are being held at gun point please ask for a peperoni pizza,” Barbara added.

“No, no, nothing like that, we got this error message in our security monitoring system… It said we are out of memory and to call you,” the Security guard said.

“Ok,” Barbara said with a rather bored Fargo accent, “Please read the account number on the terminal and the error code on the message.”

She muted her mic as she jumped across to the elevator mechanics room the roof of the office building. She quickly went and put the package on the intake of the AC system. She then got away from the AC units.

“OK,” Barbara responded, “I am going to put you on hold for a second while I run a check… You should have your team watch the doors…”

She keyed her system to start playing bland generic elevator music and went over and hooked up to the computer terminal by the elevator mechanics room. She clicked a button and the package started pumping the hypnotic gas into the building. She put the detachable gas mask onto her hood and snuck into the building. She could hear the security guard talking to his buddy and their speech start to slur. Oracle snuck into the office building and got to a terminal and jacked in. She managed to run the auto bat command and downloaded a copy of the entire file archive.

“Sir are you still there?” Barbara said with the Fargo accent, “I have working on it, is your building secure or do I need to send back up?”

“No, it’s secure,” the Security guard slurred.

She knew that the hypnotic gas was keeping the guard in a subdued state. If she had tried to use a sedative she risked using too much or too little and that could be a problem. This kept them docile while she snuck around unseen and unknown.

“Ok, I am working on the problem,” Barbara said as she finished the back up.

She put them back onto the bland elevator music to make them bored to tears. She managed to get out and picked up the package. She was back to the next door building before getting back on the line.

“Sir?” Barbara said, “I need you to have your team secure all entrances and run a complete system reboot to include restarting the main system router. I will stay on the line.”

Barbara watched from a drain hole as the guards eventually came out of the Elevator Mechanics room and shook their heads. They seemed to chalk it up to the fresh cold air in the night sky waking them slightly. They made sure everything was good before going back inside.

“Are you restarting the system?” Barbara asked.

“Yes miss,” the Guard said, “One second… And we are back up. Thank you.”

“Ok, thank you for choosing Brumhilde Security services,” Barbara said, “Please call back if you have any additional problems.”

*

Bruce watched in horror as the nightmare went from bad to worse.

“Brucie!” Joker said as he walked into the charity event, “Long time no squee.”

Joker didn’t bother watching Bruce for a reaction, but rather looked over at the commotion from the dance floor.

“Is that Selina Kyle?” Joker asked.

“Yes,” Bruce said trying to keep calm.

“Who’s her dance partner?” Joker asked,

“Talia something…” Bruce played the role of the vapid billionaire.

“Did you bring Selina?” Joker asked.

“Yes,” Bruce confirmed.

“She is quite the looker,” Joker smiled but then shuttered, “Ouch, that had to hurt.”

Everyone was concerned when Talia tried to slam Selina’s head into a bronze colum only for Selina jerk at the last second and slammed Talia’s instead.

“Ahhh…” Bruce said.

“Well looks like you folks have your evening entertainment all well in good,” Joker said before slapping Bruce on the back, “If you see the gargoyle, let him know I bowed out and will have to reschedule the dance for Thursday. Ta-Ta!”

“Yeah, ah,” Bruce was looking back and forth between Joker and the fight.

“Go on, I’ll be seeing you around I’m sure,” Joker waved Bruce off as he turned and waved for his crew to leave, “Lets go get some pancakes boys, the ladies have this one. Ha, ha!”

*

Edward looked over the wall turned blackboard and thought about what could happen… Emily was sleeping on her books. As much as she hated it, Edward was home schooling her. And he was employing his devious mind to make sure she was motivated to learn… He smiled at her panicking over the history quiz where she had to decipher the clues to disarm the bomb attached to her neck. Of course he didn’t attach a live bomb to her, but the fear made sure she would pay attention to her lessons. A quietness came over the building, an unnatural quietness…

“Emily, Wake up,” Edward told his daughter, “Get you guns!”

A dark form came crashing in the skylight and bright form landed next to the darkness. Emily tried to grab the pair of Trejo machine pistols, but bright colored boy tackled her and the little .22 machine guns flew from her hands. The two pistols slide across the floor as the colorful figure brought a fist into red haired girl’s face and knocked her out. Edward tried to get a good look at the figure. But in a flash of movements the dark figure knocked him against the wall and his vision blurred. Edward reached for his cane and tried to swing on the figure only for the cane to be knocked away. Edward tried to swing kick at the black figure, but a hand grabbed his leg and another knee came up and hit him in the nuts. Edward collapsed down and a foot came down on his head and his lights went out.

*

Batgirl pulled out a black canvas hood and pulled it over the **** man while Robin did the same to girls. Both secured the hands and feet of the wanted criminals. Batgirl gestured towards the pistols that the girl had grabbed and Robin went over and took pictures of them. He then took out the 3-d scanner and scanned them in relation to the room. Batgirl checked for more contraband and left the cabinet doors open revealing the explosives inside as well as more firearms and ammo. Both left nearly instantly.

*

“Wake up!” the gruff voice shouted as the bag was pulled off Edward’s head, “Wake up Eddie!”

“Detective Bullock,” Edwards said with some distain.

“Yeah, it’s me Eddie,” Bullock said, “Who did this to you? Big Foot? A Wendigo? Was it Dogman?”

“You know damn well who did it too me,” Eddie said.

“One of the Gargoyles,” Bullock said, “Which one was it? The Big One? The black and gold one? Which one?”

“Black and hints of silver,” Edward said, “She had another with her, that one attacked Emily.”

“Dad?” Emily said in a groggy voice.

“We are taking her to a hospital. Don’t worry,” A man in a medic uniform said, “Who did this to you?”

“Green, red, boy… fist… Hood,” Emily said is a dazed voice.

“Hay Bullock! Check these out?” another police officer said, “Danny Trejo pistols? Model one and two safeties.”

“What does Rafaga mean?” Another cop asked.

“Rapidfire…” a Spanish speaking cop said.

“Did you buy your little girl a machine gun Eddie?” Bullock asked, “I am sure you don’t have a permit for that…”

“I want a doctor and a lawyer…” Edward snarled.

*

Batgirl, Oracle and Robin were gathered in basement batcave under Wayne Tower. The Limo pulled up and Bruce, no, Batman in Bruce’s tuxedo got out.

“Oh shit,” Jason said, “He’s pissed.”

“Well I had a fun time,” Selina said as she stepped out with a split lip and a cat that ate the canary grin.

“What the hell?” Barbara broke out of the Oracle persona, “Selina, what happened?”

“Miss Talia showed up,” Alfred said as went to the medical supplies.

“What happened?” Jason asked very interested.

“She tried to poison my drink and I called her out,” Selina said as she took a seat next to the medical supplies.

“Then what?” Kara asked taking off her cowl.

“Did you spash it in her face?” Jason asked very excitedly.

“No,” Selina said slightly offended.

“She poured her drink out in a potted plant and Miss Talia attacked her,” Alfred said calmly.

“So why are you down here?” Jason asked, “Should you two be upstairs, making out or something?”

“Master Jason,” Alfred said sternly.

“Joker is loose,” Batman emerged from the uniform locker room, “Take Robin home, he has school tomorrow and I know both of you have class. What happened with the data and Riddler?”

“I got evidence for multiple **** charges,” Barbara said.

“Riddler and Enigma are in police custody,” Kara said.

“Get some sleep,” Batman said, “Good job. Jason, you did a good job. I looked over the forensics scans, there were raw finger prints on the guns.”

“The cops are going to ID Enigma,” Jason said.

“And the prints might help us ID the people who sold Riddler and Enigma the guns,” Barbara smiled, “Good job.”

Barbara tussled Jason’s hair and kissed his forehead.

“Let’s go,” Kara smiled pulling her cowl back on, “Race you back home!”

*

Kara stood in her bathroom and splashed her face, she had had the dream again. She was asleep, her parents came in and ran to her. Then she went back to sleep again… Kara looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked at herself and took a deep breath.

“Oh Rao…” Kara said.

Kara went back to bed and tried to go back to sleep… Her extra hearing heard Jason’s moans in his sleep. She arched an eyebrow when he said Raven and Enigma’s names. She chuckled to herself as she activated her earrings and went to sleep.