The night was calm for the most part only a couple D-list criminals,three to be exact,now huddled by the lamp post near the precinct zip tied together.

"Three goons no meta's" I say checking in with Barbara.

I get to my apartment 12:12 AM. "I'm going to bed,good night Oracle" I say waving,"good night..boy wonder."

Boy wonder I freeze for a second,ever since that night I don't want to remember that nickname,poor Jason,death by Joker's hands,Barbara shot by him same day. Horrible times,I hit the bed. Blacked out instantly.

_next morning_

"Mark Daemond is missing" I hear from my bed side. Barbara. "What happened" I say sitting up. "Don't know,BPD found his office ransacked,three bullet holes,and a slash mark across the table,only shells as evidence." "When did this happen" I ask. "Thirty minutes ago" I give her a who did you look,"told you I was the greatest hacker ever,but seriously why take him,he's useless" I shrug and get up off the bed.

"I'll figure it out,tonight,right now I better get to work." I get her out and change into uniform,should be normal patrol.

"Grayson" I hear when I walk in. "Yes sir" I say as Chief Redhorn walks up. He leans to my ear,"we need new recruits" he says and slips me a piece of paper.