In this latest installment of author Mark Wooden’s fanfiction, Barbara shares information with her mentor, Bruce Wayne — a.k.a. the Batman.
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Barbara pressed some buttons, connecting the call.
The image of Bruce Wayne filled the screen.
“Batgirl, report,” Wayne said. His voice had taken a deeper, intimidating tone.
It was the voice he used as his alter ego — Batman.
“You were right,” Barbara began. “The Playas were looking for some hi-tech hardware. Sellers were Russians.”
“Local?” Bruce asked.
“Not that I recognized. I’m running a facial rec now.”
Bruce pulled up a tablet. His fingers raced over its touchscreen. “Patching into the Batcomputer now. I’ll take a look.”
“You’ll also be interested in a red-haired third person at the party,” Barbara said. “Took out two Playas, dropped a grenade on me to escape. She also took out the weapons.”
“Saves us time. ID?”
“Running that too.” Glancing back at Alfred, Barbara added, “Alfred brought up a good point: what if the Playas were acting alone?”
Bruce paused to process. “Did you ask them?”
“Kinda had to run from bomber lady. Playas were down and the cops on the way by then.”
“Circle back on that with Gordon later. The other gangsters are Russians, but not local. Searching them for distinguishing tattoos may give you a faster ID hit.”
Barbara nodded. Under her breath, she said, “That’s why he’s the boss,” and rescanned the footage on the Russians for anything she could use.
“How’d it go with Mr. Stark?” Barbara asked.
Bruce’s attention went to the tablet. “Arrogant as always, though his tech appears sound.”
“Anything that’ll put us out of business?”
“Or give you a few nights off to enjoy a proper dinner?” Alfred asked.
Barbara smiled at his words. Bruce remained stoic.
“Stark’s tech is more about stomping on ant hills instead of finding the queen and taking her down,” Bruce replied. “Hill seemed interested, but Gordon would rather trust his men. Or us.”
“Dear old dad,” Barbara said. “Always old school.”
A pop-up box emerged on the monitor displaying the search on the red-head.
“Have something already,” Barbara said. More typing, then reading. “The FSB has her as a former agent, but she left there for… darn it!”
Bruce looked to Barbara. “Problem?”
Barbara sat back in her chair and folded her arms across her chest. “They have her working for SHIELD!”
“I understand why an agent of SHIELD would be interested in destroying those weapons,” Alfred said, “but what are the weapons doing in the city?”
“If I’m gonna get any more info, I’m gonna have to make that backdoor hack,” Barbara said. “Which isn’t going to be easy. At all.”
“Do it,” Bruce commanded.
“Will you be returning to the cave soon, Master Bruce?” Alfred asked.
Bruce looked up from his tablet. “No, Alfred. The weapons started with Penguin. He may have answers. Batgirl: continue those IDs. Let me know as soon as you get anything.”
The monitor displaying Bruce went black, followed by a pop-up box saying, “call terminated.”
“Always a pleasure speaking with you, Master Bruce,” Alfred said.
Barbara smiled. She grabbed another chicken tender, dipped and ate. She then turned back to the computer for what could be a long night.
To be continued…
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Copyright Info
DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson. Now it’s Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition
Advanced Player’s Manual, Copyright 2005, Green Ronin Publishing: Author Skip Williams.
The characters Iron Man, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Vanko, Black Widow and Nick Fury are Copyright Marvel Comics
The characters Batman/ Bruce Wayne, Batgirl/ Barbara Gordon, Black Mask, the Penguin/ Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, Renee Montoya, Commissioner Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Robin/ Dick Grayson, KGBeast and Bane are Copyright DC Comics
The character Juri Han is Copyright Capcom
None of the characters belong to me as this is fanfiction, done for fun, and as a creative exercise.
