I couldn't get that villain's laugh out of my head. It sounded so familiar. I just couldn't place it. I had been having dreams of blurry shapes above me, and that laugh. Maybe I should confront mother about it... I sat up from my bed and walked into the kitchen. "Mother?" She raised her head from her cereal to look at me. "Yes dear?" I scuffed my feet. "This may sound strange... but that villain's laugh? The one I told you about? It sounded familiar." She pursed her lips. "The way you described it, it sounded a lot like the Joker's laugh. Perhaps that was it." "Maybe," I said, but something made me think that wasn't it. I sighed and stared at my comm. No one had called for help today. It was downright irritating. I grabbed a muffin from the fridge and ate it in a few famished bites. Being a hero made me hungry.

I grabbed my comm and headed back to my room. I sat at my desk and turned on my laptop. I pulled up the security footage from two nights ago. It was me and... Radiation... standing next to each other. She was handcuffed and laughing and I was scowling. I was much taller than her. Probably a year older too. She was so young to be doing something so dangerous. Her hair was short and brown and mine was long and red. I was fair skinned and she was tan and freckled. She was cackling wildly and I was scowling. But our eyes... They were the same shade of green.

I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize that my comm was turning on.

"Huntress, Archer, we need you at Arkham. There's been a breakout."

I recognized the sound of Commissioner Gordon's voice.

"We're on our way commissioner." I said into the comm. I ran into the kitchen and told my mother about the breakout, then we ran into our rooms and changed.

When I met my mother in our driveway, she had already opened the secret compartment that held our bikes. They were regular generic bikes, but we had painted details on them.

Mine had red wheel rims and a red A on the front,

And my mother's had a few purple bits and a purple H on the front.

I hopped onto mine and zoomed out of the driveway.

When we got to Arkham, Commissioner Gordon told us the story.

"Yikes," I muttered. "Three in one night? Arkham needs to update their security." I don't think Gordon heard. Luckily.

"I want you two to find them. Understood?"

Me and mother nodded, and Gordon went back to talk to his men.

Me and my mother drove off into the night.

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Herro! How's everyone liking my story so far? Good.

So everyone...

Team Red

Or team Green?

Wow, if pictures could talk, Mabel would totally be saying

"I don't care enough to look at you, but I'm gonna shoot you anyway."

She looks totally kick-butt.