The so called ‘hero’s’ expression darkened as she went on to talk about her father and was met with a very unhappy gaze of her own. Did he honestly think she was lying? Her small hands bunched up into fists but she kept her composure as much as she could as he turned around and walked away from her saying something about looking up information on Harvey Dent. The blonde’s head jerked back when he climbed upon his bike. “You think you know!” The blonde shouted at the leaving bike. “You think you honestly know?!” It was frustrating to say the least. Too many people were accusing her father of being a bad individual and now even the so called ‘super-hero’ is doing the same thing.

Kicking her foot against the tire of her car she let out an angry grunt before placing her hands on her hips. Why was everyone out to get her dad?! And what’s with this Harvey Dent character? And how long was she going to have to wait for a tow truck to arrive and take her away from her; it would be rather awkward if Dick went by and saw her broken down. Maybe she should keep her distanced from him for a while. He was too nice of guy to get make him feel bombarded with the sudden attention from being in town. Plus he’d get enough of that as is.

A few days went by and the blonde kept in text contact with Dick most of the time. Nothing crazy or continuous but allowing him to know that she was around if he wanted to hang out. But instead she took her time visiting the library, digging online and looking through information at the paper and the stuff she was finding about this ‘Harvey Dent’ character wasn’t the best information she had ever heard… this guy [i]seemed[/i] like her father, he couldn’t be! This man was a bad guy, an evil person hated by the town and Batman and everyone! Her dad was a great man! Her dad was a good guy, a nice guy and he helped people. He was getting companies out of deep debt; he was giving people jobs and allowing her to travel the world…

Abbie spent a long day going out for a drive before returning back into town. Her fingers drummed along her stirring wheel as she drove in her black shirt and blue jeans. A man stepped out in the middle of the road causing her to slam on her breaks in surprise. Her car screeched to a stop and she jerked forward, her hazel eyes wide in surprise as she stared down the young man.

The man was in a hooded cloak, his arms behind his back and a sinister smile on his face. His body turned facing the car as the blonde stared out her windshield at the snarling man. His arms left the confines of his back and his balled up fists rose into the air sparks of electricity exploded from the gloves and slammed down with a forceful blow onto the hood of her car. The last thing Abbie remembered was screaming for her life and passing out. 

[i]It has been several days since anyone has heard from Abigail Dent.[/i] Abbie came too finding herself tied to a chair, her wrists tied behind her and her ankles to the legs of the chair. Head spinning and eyes blurry she stared up at the figure in front of her. 


“Sounds like they miss you. It’s funny though; if they knew who your daddy was, they wouldn’t give to shits…” The man’s voice said with his back turned to the young woman.

“So, that means you know who my dad is, and you know he’ll be coming for me.”

“And he’ll be killed.”

To that, Abbie began to laugh and laugh hard, “R—really?” She said through her laughs, “You think, you can beat him? You’re in for a world of surprises and a world of hurt….”

“Your father is Two-Face, I’m not scared of him; I’m the Electrocutioner!”

“And I’m the daughter of Two-Face and I’m on the new Bat-Brat’s shit list. Do you honestly think you’ll walk away from this alive? One of them is bound to kick your ass. The only difference is, one will let you live. The other, the one more likely to be pissed, will kill you.” To that the Electrocutioner turned around, activated his gloves and gripped her biceps causing her to scream out in a tremendous amount of pain. A pain that would only last so much longer because she had no doubt that her dad would be kicking down the door of the warehouse by the docks real soon! Either that or… Bat-Brat.