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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 17, 2015 23:52:50 GMT
Barbara felt alive. Her heart was roaring in her chest as she sprinted down the alley, her footsteps bouncing on the tight walls around her. The slight mist of the damp night air clung to her as she moved forwards. The flickering street lamp cast her shadow high on the brick walls surrounding her with the shadows of the moths dancing in the sharp light.
She was Batgirl. She had shed the mask of Barbara Gordon. Reaching the end of the alley, Batgirl launched herself onto the lid of the trash can, threw herself forwards with arms outstretched to grip the top of the metal chain fence. Holding it tight and using her swinging momentum, Batgirl flipped over the fence and rolled on her side upon hitting the ground to stop on her feet and continue to run.
She was at the dockyards just after midnight. If her father knew that she was in this part of the City at this time of night; he'd probably have had a heart-attack right then and there. Stopping briefly in some shadows cast by a large truck next to a bug zapper, Batgirl drew her laptop from her backpack. The signal from the virus was coming from a warehouse further down the docks. Her fake accounts were still having money attempted to be deducted meaning that the virus was still active. Checking the schedule for the dockyards, it seemed as though it was meant to be a quiet night. There was a ship due in three hours to unload but other than that...smooth sailing so to speak.
Slipping the laptop back into her bag and pushing forwards, Batgirl closed in on the virus. She would be there soon and intended on scoping out the warehouse before entering.
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Post by Anarky on Aug 21, 2015 17:54:21 GMT
So Batgirl is been snooping around the warehouse where as at the same time Anarky requested to capture Barbara Gordon. Unbeknownst to Anarky, Barbara and BatGirl are the same person. Once the news about BatGirl brought to his attention, he immediately makes new advancement to further his own cause. He doesn't like setback but he also intended to lure the Bat out. He was a batman fan, both wanted to save this city, but one is a true hero and the other is anarchy maniac. So you tell me -- if the Bat and Anarky can be compared. Lonnie Machin under his mask, who very well kept his identity concealed ? Not even the infamous Bat family knows. Well who is in this Batfamily. A girl and a man that is it, there is no one else right. I mean Nightwing just lurks around Bludhaven. Anyway lets get on with Anarky's antics shall we.
" You're telling me that you spotted a BatGirl. Hmm, at the warehouse. Hmm how many relatives does the Bat have ? Never mind. Just keep searching and let Joker know that there is a certain Bat lurking around the docks "
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 24, 2015 19:20:57 GMT
Batgirl approached the warehouse, the wooden planks that made the pier creaking beneath her feet. She could hear the soft waves licking the support beams. The lights were on in the warehouse. Batgirl was approaching from the back and rather than go around to the front entrance, Batgirl spotted several packed crates against the back wall. She knew that climbing them would be easy. As she drew close, a figure moved in the darkness. Batgirl darted forwards and hide beside the crates. A guard was patrolling with an AK47 assault rifle. Batgirl swore under her breath. This was no game. One wrong move and that would be it. The man kept walking. It only took a few moments for Batgirl to scale them and clamber onto the roof. Crawling across, Batgirl reached a large, partially open skylight where she gazed down. The warehouse was mainly one large room that consisted of several aisles separated by towering, thick metal shelving units all of which were laden with crates and boxes. The front entrance was closed and was a thick wooden door. In a corner by the entrance, five men were gathered around a small TV set on a barrel. "You're gonna have to move the aerial again. The picture's too crappy.""I ain't going back on the roof. If you ain't happy then you know where the ladder is.""Fine well then what's going on?""Well, Frankie took his Uncle's camera with them so we could see what they get up to. The boss is driving them all to Wayne Manor. He's gonna blow up all the rich folk.""The boss? But the boss is in the back room...""No you idiot, not him! The REAL boss! THE JOKER!"Batgirl could hear the other men laughing at the one's apparent stupid remark. Batgirl eased the skylight open slightly more until the gap was large enough for her to fit through. Slipping through, Batgirl lowered herself until she was dangling over one of the many gigantic shelves. Taking a deep breath, she let go. Batgirl fell for just over three meters before landing on top of a large wooden crate that was on the top shelf. She crouched as she landed and barely made a sound. Batgirl then started to climb down. It took quite some time and when she finally made it to the ground, she heard the men start whooping and cheering. "He's there! He's at Wayne Manor! All they have to do is plant the bombs and Bruce Wayne can die all over again."The Charity event at Wayne Manor! Her father had mentioned it to her as they had both been at the Circus when... Batgirl cast the thought out of her mind. Keeping low, Batgirl drew out her laptop. The virus was coming from the corner of the room. Turning to face it, Batgirl saw a small office room. There was one window and a door. The window was blocked by several planks of wood that had been nailed over it which Batgirl considered to be strange. As she moved closer, the laptop showed that the virus was ever-changing. There were five separate locations dotted all over Gotham sending out identical signals to this one. This was how the virus could slip in and out of accounts and keep manipulating itself to avoid extermination. It would need to be severed at it's source...all of them. Putting the laptop back in her bag, Batgirl continued to creep forwards until she reached the office door and pressed her ear against it. She could faintly hear some noise that sounded like a radio. Then, the men started shouting once more. "HE DID IT! JOKER BLEW 'EM ALL UP TO KINGDOM COME!""No he didn't...the building ain't moved. He's just only blown the bloody windows off.""Oh forget this then. I ain't stayed up just to watch Joker smash some windows.""Wait; Joker's talking to 'em.""Let him talk I don't care. Change the channel. We can catch the last few minutes of the game highlights."Batgirl slowly turned the office door handle, pulled the door open towards her and stepped inside. In the office was a table upon which was a radio playing a jazz song. A laptop sat next to the radio with green digits constantly scrawling across it. This was one of the five sources of the Moneyspider virus. There was a camera on a tripod facing a wooden chair and several lit candles dotted around it. A large white mask hung from a nail on the wall. Batgirl reached towards it when something cold touched her neck. She froze as the barrel of a gun stroked her skin and moved up to the centre of the back of her head. "Sit."Batgirl didn't move. "Sit please."The gun pushed slightly against her head. Batgirl removed her backpack and dropped it behind the chair. Batgirl then moved forward and sat on the chair, facing the mounted camera. Turning to her side, she saw the back of the figure take the mask off the wall, put it on their face, pull their hood up and turn around. Anarky, still aiming the gun at her head, moved to the camera and switched it on. He took a walkie out of his pocket. "Joker, I have a rodent problem. No, he's not here. It's a girl. Yes, it's a Bat-girl."Batgirl heard loud uncontrollable laughter on the other end of the walkie talkie. "Yes, the camera is rolling. Give me one minute and I'll hack the feed in a five mile radius of Wayne Manor. If Batman went there to save Wayne, he'll see that we have his kid."Anarky slipped the walkie back into his pocket and stood behind the camera. The five men from the warehouse entered the office room. They seemed surprised to see her but all quickly put masks on. Batgirl didn't get a proper look at any of their faces. Anarky must have made a gesture she hadn't seen because three of them began to tie some thick rope around her and the chair until she was fastened tight, hands strapped to her side. They then all stood behind her as a green light flashed on the camera next to the red one. The camera was live streaming. Batgirl tried not to look directly into the camera. Anarky then stepped forwards and stopped inches away from her. He took her chin and lifted her face towards his. Batgirl was sure he was about to remove her mask. Instead he slapped her hard across the face. If one of the thugs behind hadn't been holding the back of the chair, she'd have toppled over from the sheer force. Anarky then turned to face the camera. "BATMAN!! Nightwing, Green Arrow, and all these other vigilantes. I am here with one of your own. I am here with the one called the Bat Girl." He was comparing her with all those greats?! Batgirl could scarcely believe what she was hearing. As she began to taste blood, she continued to look away. "She tried her best to stop the moneyspider. I am here to let everyone in GOTHAM know that the Vigilantes and GCPD better be ready for a rescue mission. If they fail then Bat Girl dies because the one known as the Joker has a plan. We all thought he was evil but I saw in his eyes that he too wanted to help Gotham. In his own insanity he too wanted to save GOTHAM! So, Good people of Gotham; turn those bat signals on because in the next twenty four hours I will have my men torture this young girl in CAPE and there is nothing Batman or anyone else could do about it. NOTHING at all"Anarky flicked a switch on the camera and the green light faded. She was still being recorded but not live. "So boss...you want us to rough her up some?""Not just yet. Soon, but not yet. Get to your positions. I feel we shall have to deal with some more rodents before morning."All five of the men filed out the room with Anarky at the rear. He closed the office door behind him and Batgirl heard it lock. She had to get out...and soon. |
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