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A park in Gotham

All was calm, all was quiet.

Then a black-edged portal sprang into existence over the duck pond and two people flew through. The black-haired girl surfaced immediately and swam to shore, laughing heartily.

"Stronghold, yer such a fragbrain!" she hollered after reaching the shore and bounding to her feet. "Ya know what ducks do in there?"

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She knew the girl... knew of the girl. A Traveller with a tendancy toward insane behavior, she was nontheless firmly on the side of good and didn't take her ire out on people unless she felt they deserved it.

"What did you do to @#$%& her off?"

She hated cursing, but 'make her mad' and 'anger her' were not scary words.

Will was more than a little scared by her reaction, especially since it was probably due to his own actions.

"It wasn't my fault! Warren made me fight with him, I didn't wanna but he made me!" He realized he was babbling and slowed down. "Uh, see her husband is an alt. of my best friend who used to be my enemy and he forced me into a fight and I...accidentally broke his ankle or leg or something. I didn't mean to, really!"

He was careful not to mention that he had super strength.

Inside the suit Batwoman cocked an eyebrow at the news that Mornbein was married, adding it to her file. "What's the source of your meta abilities?"

She'd been able to tell he was strong by the rigidity of his muscles as she'd held him, and she suspected he had flight capabilities too because of the unconcious body signals he'd put out while they were in the air once he'd stopped screaming.

"Wha..." Will's mouth dropped open, he was astounded at her deductive abilities. He had no idea she'd been able to figure that out. He knew that Batman was like, really smart or something but to see it like this right in front of him?

He tried to play it off nonchalantly. "The source? I inherited 'em from my parents. So what's with this interrogation thing, huh, lady?" He didn't know why he had been emboldened all of a sudden, but maybe it was because now that she knew he was meta, she might be afraid of his powers. That's how it worked in his world, anyway, the people with powers were the superheroes, and it was rare for one without to take a powered person down.

His face was suddenly inches from her mask as she once more seized the front of his shirt and lifted him. She growled, a deep and menacing sound calculated to inspire terror in lackies and cocky teenagers.

"Ah...I mean, you can interrogate me all you want, be my guest, ahehhh..." Will sputtered, his eyes wide with terror. He wanted out of Gotham City, this was no fun. In his mind he imagined himself kicking Joker's but with Batman and Robin being all cool. All he had done since he had gotten here was get drenched and terrified by the guttural growling of this scary lady.

Speaking of his butt... it suddenly came in abrupt contact with the concrete. Batwoman had dropped him and was now glaring down at him with arms crossed over her chest.

"Ow!" Will suddenly found himself on the ground, looking up at her. From his vantage point, she looked like a proverbial monster of sorts. He brushed himself off and picked himself back up.

"Hey, we're on the same side here! What's the deal with this treatment, huh?" He shut up before he got himself into trouble again. His voice softened. "I just wanna get back home, okay? And I don't know how."

She continued Glaring as her mind spun over her options.

She could leave him here, but that would probably result in the idiot trying to play hero in her city and getting himself killed. She could dump him on Gordon, but she didn't trust him to keep his mouth shut. She could track Mornbein down since she was sure the Traveller was around here somewhere, but the black-haired girl was irritatingly adept at avoiding her sensors.

Or, and this looked like the best bet.

She could take the bleeping kid home till she could figure out how to send his annoying rear home.

-I'd rather have a root canal without anesthetic. At least I get to see the dentist turning green when I do that.-

"Get in the car," she growled, turning away from him, knowing that he probably didn't even see it.

He could almost hear the gears turning as she glared at him for a good bit. He was a bit scared again, scared that she would leave him and be done with it. He'd be all alone in the middle of a strange and dangerous city. Will had to keep reminding himself that despite how scary she was, she was a good guy. Gal.

"The...car?" He whirled around, trying to look for it. "The Batmobile car, type car?"

She continued walking away from him, her only response being to press the remote starter button in one gauntlet.

It summoned a mighty roar, and powerful headlights suddenly shone right in Will's eyes as the Tumbler responded to its mistress's call.

There was a whistle from behind Batwoman as Will took in the lovely sight of the massive machine.

"Niiiice. This looks just like the one in the movie. I love this Batmobile! And...and that means I get to ride in it? How COOL." He jumped around like a fanboy as he reached over to touch the machine.

She responded as though by radar, turning her head and Glaring at the offending hand.

Will caught the blast of her glare and immediately withdrew his hand, like it would catch on fire from it.

"Uh...shotgun?"

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