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[indent][sub][COLOR=BLACK][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [color=lightgray]Gotham City, New Jersey, United States[/color][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=BLACK][b]The Batman: Embers[/b][/COLOR] [color=lightgray]Issue #3[/color][/right][/sup][/indent][COLOR=dimgray][SUP][sub]___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sub][/SUP][/COLOR]

[INDENT][COLOR=lightgray][color=white]“Take this, Bat-[i]freak[/i]!”[/color]

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She was going to feel that one in the morning.

When Batgirl had sent her message to Batman, she was not exaggerating. 

In only a few minutes, a peaceful demonstration for mutant solidarity organized by the students of the University of Gotham had turned into a violent riot when a group of men calling themselves “the Purifiers” announced their presence. Instinctively she had jumped into the fray, trying to stop Gothamites from being assaulted and taken by the violent fringe group, so she wasn’t surprised when one of them threw a punch meant to knock her flat.

She could already hear the complaints. Her father’s disapproving stare, her aunt’s exasperation that she kept getting into fights, and well, Batman’s annoyed grumbles that her footwork was getting sloppy. Falling onto her knees, one of the men had grabbed her by the hair and gave it a sharp tug. She was immediately on her back. 

Obviously, she could’ve come in with a better plan.

[color=yellow]“Nngh…”[/color] She grumbled, before she immediately moved to catch a steel bat meant for her face, [color=yellow]“Woah! Hey, now!”[/color]

[color=yellow]“Three against one? That’s not fair, guys.”[/color] The teenager quipped as she slammed her right leg upwards, making one of the men sing and tumble to the ground. [color=yellow]“At least take a lady out to dinner first!”[/color]

Another one came at her. The third pulled a pistol. It was time to get some space.

She rolled left and drew her grappling hook and with a zip she was gone into the Gotham skyline. When she landed she could finally get her bearings and reassess her strategy while she waited for Batman & Robin to help with the rest of the mob. 

[color=black][b]“Report.”[/b][/color]

Okay, no bearings. Just an assessment. She moved her hand to her commlink. 

[color=yellow]“At least two dozen extremists. Some with guns, others with improvised weapons. They are taking and attacking anyone they can. They are sending a message. Cops are a no show. I took out as many as I could.”[/color]

[color=black][b]“Affirmative. Hold your position.”[/b][/color]
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