A/N: Wow! Three parts in one day! I'm on a roll!
Nightwing slowly approaches the young woman. In response, the young woman--whom he knows as the villain Tigress--engulfs him in a strong embrace; her tears staining the left shoulder of his costume.
Confused but not detered, he slowly inserts a syringe full of seditives into the side of her neck.
Upon feeling the needle leave, Tigress stirs.
She gazes at him sleepily and says, “What did you..?”
“I'm sorry,” Nightwing states blankly.
“No!” Tigress exclaims weakly. “No! Sleeeeeppp...makesit...w...wwoooorrrrrsssssse.....”
With that last enlightening statement, her body goes limp. He picks her up and sets her down on the couch.
He looks towards his friend and remembers the not-so-entertaining phone call they shared nearly half an hour ago.
“You were right to call me,” Nightwing says sternly. “Tigress can be a very dangerous oppo--"
“Oh shut up!” Wally exclaims. “She's not Tigress!”
Nightwing quirks a brow.
“Well...atleast she's not our Tigress,” the speedster clarifies. “I think she might be from another dimension.”
Nightwing just scoffs as he takes a swab of her mouth for DNA analysis.
"How can you tell?"
"Well, for starters, her costume is very different from what I remember?"
“Isn't everything different from how you remember it?" Nightwing quips. "Did she have anything else on her?” the bat asks.
With a whoosh, the Flash disapperas then reappears with a box he had shoved into the back of his bedroom closet.
“This is all of it,” he says bluntly.
Nightwing digs through it.
He stops when he spots the pulsating, glowing box thing.
“Wally?” Nightwing says nervously.
“Oh yeah,” Wally starts when he sees Nightwing holding the glowy box thingy. “She was holding that very close to her chest when I caught her. What is it?”
“Wally,” Nightwing starts again--his voice is filled with uncertainty. “This is a mother box.”
His face filled with shock, Flash says, “I've heard of those. Aren't they able to--”
“--allow the wielder to travel between dimensions? Yeah.” Nightwing concludes. “They're also able to store massive amounts of information.”
Before they can ask any other questions, Nightwing’s wrist computer chimes; signalling the completion of the DNA scan.
They turn their attention to the small screen before them. They silently read the contents as they see who the girl really is. The screen says:
Artemis Crock A.K.A. Tigress
Age: 43 Height: 5' 6”
Status: Reformed Supervillain
Pending Warrants: 206 (Domestically)
Ammendum: Deceased
The screen then lists off a short biography; detailing her crimes.
Well, her alternate’s crimes, anyway, for the computer says that her quantum frequency is of by half an octave.
The woman on the couch stirs in her sleep, catching their attention.
Nightwing sighs, “Looks like I do have some plans for the weekend. Do you have a place for me to crash?”
“There’s a bedroom in the back,” Wally replies. “I'll stay here and keep an eye on her.”
Nightwing agrees to the terms and retires for the night, as Wally makes his guest more comfortable on the couch. He place a spare blanket over her.
He sits in the chair next to the couch. He is lulled to sleep by the sound of her snores...
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Welcome to Earth-0 (Redeux)
FanfictionWhen the League forces the Titans to disband, Wally West, now known as The Flash of Keystone City, keeps busy by patrolling the streets of what was once his hometown. One night, while on patrol, he is overcome by his sense of grief and feeling very...
