Batgirl's Rescue - Part 01

Author: B Scribe

E-mail: batscribe@yahoo.com

Previous Story "Batgirl's Erotic Dream"

Characters: Batgirl, Joker, Harly Quinn, Lance Morgan and Alfred Pennyworth

Classification: Male/Female Sex

Related Stories: "Batgirl Unmasked" "Cat Trap" "The Crippling Joke" "Batgirl's Cowl" "Batgirl in Love" "The Outlaw Batgirl" "Batgirl's Erotic Dream"

BATGIRL'S RESCUE

PART ONE

By

B Scribe

After escaping from Arkham Asylum the crazed criminal the Joker has taken a group of school children hostage. Joker will not release the children until the heroine, who crippled him, Batgirl, surrenders herself to him

Batgirl and Batman were created and are copyrighted by and are the property of DC Comics. This story was written solely by me and no compensation has been or will be received by me for this story. This story was written purely for entertainment purposes only and cannot be redistributed for profit.

It was a warm spring day as a child with fiery red tresses and her ten preschool classmates frolicked on the playground equipment in Gotham Central Park. After long hard winter the children had lots of energy to burn up during their first outing of the school year. The young ones ran and played tag around the park while under the watchful eye of their teacher Miss Watkins.

The leader of this small but energetic band was carrot topped four- year old by the name of Molly Stone. Very precocious for her age Molly was always out front leading the charge for her playmates. This was mostly due to the child's desire to emulate her favorite heroine the masked female crime fighter of Gotham City, Batgirl. As a matter of fact Molly Stone was a close personal friend of the Bat Beauty. The two red heads had met when Batgirl came to visit Gotham General Hospital and had her cowl stolen by the evil criminal The Mad Hatter.

While the scene of children running and jumping while at play seemed idyllic and peaceful but danger was lurking very close by. Down the sidewalk came a man in a wheel chair being pushed by a woman. This would not appear to be uncommon until one examined their dress. The smallish man wore a wide brimmed purple hat that covered a wild mass of bright green hair. He had a pasty white face and was dressed in purple suit which matched his hat. The additional accessories of a black shirt, orange vest, green string tie and purple gloves made the man look incredibly outlandish.

The man's female assistant and companion was also dressed in a bizarre fashion. The short and rather plump woman was dressed as a jester. She wore a red and black body suit with a black belled cap and felt slippers. Her face was painted completely white except for a black area around her eyes. The man was none other than the arch criminal The Joker with his devoted moll Harly Quinn

Due to a bold plan devised and executed by his confidante the Joker had within the hour escaped from the maximum security facility Arkham Asylum. During a shift change Harly had gained access to the facility in a laundry truck. With the help of several inmates the Joker was hidden in a laundry sack and placed in the truck. It would be another hour before the next roll call when the Joker would finally be declared missing from the facility.

After abandoning the stolen laundry truck several blocks away the two criminals now planned to execute the next phase of their sinister plan. Being a cripple in a wheelchair the Joker was extremely vulnerable to capture by the authorities. The best way to prevent this was the taking of several innocent hostages. This would keep law enforcement at bay and insure the surrender of their main target.

As the Joker and Harly watched Molly and her friends at play they agreed that they had by pure chance stumbled into a perfect set up. The use of a group of children as hostages was ideal. They were not physically big enough to resist and could be easily cowed or misled. The school bus parked on the street complete with a handicap ramp would provide excellent transport to an unknown hideout. Joker declared, " Harly this is delicious!" The moll smiled and replied,"It sure is Mr. J!"

The two villains reveled in the fact that shortly their plan of revenge against a super heroine would soon be set in motion. A year of waiting and planning would be over as the woman responsible for the crippling of the Joker would finally receive the retribution she deserved. They did not plan to kill their prey only to turn her life into the same living hell that was the Joker's. The target of the insidious plan was the Dominoed Dare Doll, Batgirl.

One year ago in an encounter with the Caped Cunt as Joker now referred to her, he had been injured by gun shot that had ricocheted off of her utility belt. Joker knowing he was permanently crippled had pleaded with the bitch to let him die. However Miss Goody Bat Boots took it upon herself to intervene and save Jokers life and therefore doomed him to the life of a cripple.

The way the Joker saw things it was now time for revenge. He would take the children hostage and go to his new hideout. Once there he would demand that if the children were to be released unharmed Batgirl must surrender to him. After the Caped Cunt surrendered to save the children Joker would turn her over to an associate well schooled in the use of mind altering chemicals. His job would be to break the shimmering slut so she would obey the Joker's every command. The finale would be a televised event where Bat Bitch would publicly unmask herself. With her crime fighting career destroyed Joker then planned to shoot the now unmasked heroine in the spine and turn her into a cripple as well. The Joker set his plan into action by having Harly wheel him over to talk to the red haired child that obviously was the leader of the group. Molly was heavily involved with a game of tag when she heard someone calling to her. She stopped for a moment and noticed a strangely dressed man in a wheel chair calling to her. Molly had been warned many times by her parents about the danger of taking to strangers. The dress of this funny looking man however some how intrigued the child and she walked over to him. As she walked Molly noticed the woman with the man was also dressed rather funny.

As the carrot top child slowly approached him Joker called out,

"Hi little girl! My you are pretty. What's you name?" Molly not really sure what to think of the strangely dressed man softly replied,

"My name is Molly. Who are you?" In a sweet voice the vile villain exclaimed,

"Well Molly, my name is Joker. The jolly jolly Joker is friends with children all over Gotham City." Molly was about reply when a stern voice broke in,

"Excuse me sir, but I don't permit children in my care to talk to strangers. Please leave the child alone." It was Miss Watkins Molly's teacher upset at the shameless attempt to converse with one of her charges. Joker and Harly were shocked that their master plan was being sabotaged by a competent as well as alert teacher. Smiling broadly the Joker exclaimed,

"Of course dear lady, I understand completely that you are just doing your job protecting the children. There are so many weirdo's in the park these days you can't be to careful! I just felt that little Molly is so adorable that she needed to be told."

Miss Watkins seemed relieved the strangely dressed man had agreed to desist in talking to the children. She was going to thank him for his kindness when she noticed a lock of green hair hanging out from the purple hat. A glance at the pasty white face and the teacher had put it all together when she declared,

"You're that evil fiend the Joker!" The criminal still smiling exclaimed, "At your service!"

Now in horror at the danger her charges faced Miss Watkins shouted, "Run Molly run!"

The red haired child attempted to follow her teachers order and began to run. However unfortunately Harly managed to grab the child and threw her into Joker's lap. The fiend quickly produced a knife which he laid at Molly's throat. Now in complete control of situation the Joker began making his demands.

"Now teacher lady, get all the kids on the bus. We are all going for a ride. No tricks or sudden moves or I cut the carrot top." Totally stunned that her charges were to become hostages of the villain known as the Joker, Miss Watkins could only meekly obey the demands of the recently escaped inmate.

An hour later Barbara Gordon had just concluded her weekly staff meeting at the Human Research and Development Center a prestigious think tank in Gotham City. The head of the Social Services Department was looking particularly gorgeous this day. She was wearing her famous pretty in pink outfit. This consisted of a white satin blouse, pink leather mini skirt, matching pink leather blazer and knee high pink boots. Her fiery shoulder length red hair was piled seductively on top of her head. After her return to Gotham City following a tour as a Congresswoman Babs Gordon had decided to drop her frumpy look and dress as stylishly as possible.

After thanking her staff for their input on a position paper she had written the luscious beauty with the long red tresses returned to her desk. She sat for a moment composing her thoughts when she became aware of a beeping sound inside the desk. Barbara opened a drawer removed her purse and began digging for her cell phone. As she took the phone out she noticed she flashing red light. Babs thought, "Damn!"

The red light on the cell phone was the emergency Bat signal. It indicated that the Gotham Police Department was in need of the services of the fabulous female crime fighter Batgirl. With her father Police Commissioner James Gordon out of town at a law enforcement conference Barbara knew Police Chief O'Hara needed help badly. Barbara got up from her desk and locked her office door. As she returned to the desk the lovely executive punched in a call to Police Headquarters on her cell phone. With in seconds Chief O'Hara was on the line. Barbra inquired,

"Yes Chief O'Hara this is Batgirl. What's wrong?" In a voice filled with relief the Chief began,

"It's the Joker. Harly Quinn busted him out of Arkham this morning and now they have just taken a group of school children hostage. I called the Bat Cave but Batman and Robin are on an extended vacation in the mountains. Could you please come to headquarters?" Barbara replied, "Of course Chief within the hour, bye!"

Replacing the cell phone in her purse Barbara then called in her assistant Helen Brown to inform her that a crises had arisen and that she must leave for the rest of the day. After leaving the building the red headed beauty hailed a cab to take back to her midtown apartment where she would change into her alter ego the shimmering seductress in the purple body suit Batgirl.

As Barbara rode home she pondered her one and only encounter with the Joker a year ago. The similarities between this time and the last were frightening. The last time the Joker took her father prisoner this time he is out of town. Additionally, this time, as well as last time Batman and Robin were on vacation.

What really bothered Babs Gordon the most however was her close brush with death the last time. Batgirl had been totally at the Joker's mercy when he fired a pistol at her. In an unbelievable occurrence the bullet struck the buckle of her utility belt and ricocheted back hitting the Joker. The bullet shattered his spine turning the fiend into a permanent cripple.

Barbara was well aware that the Joker was the most dangerous of the major criminals in Gotham City. During his last trial when the Bat Beauty testified against him the Joker swore he would have revenge on her. Despite his desperate pleas to let him die Batgirl had refused to let the villain bled to death so he could stand trial for taking her father hostage. Babs knew in the pit of her stomach that this escape was the first attempt of the Joker to punish her for saving his life.

Once inside her apartment Barbara Gordon immediately began shedding her gorgeous pink leather ensemble. A trail of blazer, blouse, mini skirt and boots led to the bedroom and the secret Batgirl Lair. Removing her cotton bra and panties the beauty slipped into a sexy purple satin bra and thong. She took down a shimmering purple body suit from a rack, stepped into the arms and legs then pulled up the back zipper. From the vanity came her dazzling purple ankle boots which she quickly stepped into followed by the glistening satin Bat Gloves.

The transformation was almost complete when Babs pulled the hair pins holding up her fabulous red tresses and letting them fall to her shoulders. After which several strokes of a hair brush were applied to the luscious locks. Then she took her gleaming purple satin Bat Cowl from its stand and lowered it on to her head and then fastened the strap that ran under her thick main of red hair. The beauty then removed from a rack the sensuous purple and gold Bat Cape and fastened it to her neck and shoulders.

The last item was the golden utility belt but before donning it Batgirl made a sudden change when she removed the golden buckle. She then reached into a drawer and took out an identical buckle and clipped it on. This buckle used on special occasions however, had a .45 caliber indentation in it. While Batgirl was not suspicious she felt on this affair she would every bit of luck she had.

With the tantalizing transformation from Barbara Gordon to the Dominoed Dare Doll Batgirl complete the bold beauty stepped quickly into the freight elevator containing the Batgirlcycle. As the hidden doors in the back of the building quickly opened the Caped Crusadress shot out of the building on her cycle and on to the street. Five minutes later the masked maiden arrived at Police Headquarters.

It was quick elevator ride to the sixth floor of the building for the Bat Beauty who hurried to the office of Police Commissioner James Gordon. The shimmering seductress was immediately waved into the inner office by her father's trusted assistant Bonnie who was talking on the phone. As Batgirl entered the Commissioner's office she found Chief O'Hara comforting a completely distraught middle aged woman who was sobbing. On seeing that the Caped Crusadress had arrived the Chief exclaimed,

"Ah Batgirl, sure in it is glad that you have come. We are in desperate trouble! That devil the Joker has taken eleven preschool children hostage." Batgirl replied,

"Yes chief, you said that on the phone. But what does he want?" The head policeman seemed ill at ease dealing with the Goddess of Gotham City. He stammered,

"Perhaps Miss Watkins should tell you. Batgirl this is Miss Watkins from the Gotham Preschool who was the teacher in charge of the children."

On being introduced the woman in her late thirties ceased her crying and with a look of true hope declared,

"Oh Batgirl, thank you for coming so quickly. I have heard so good things about you from little Molly." Looking perplexed the enchantress inquired, "Molly?" The teacher looked somewhat embarrassed and replied,

"I am sorry Batgirl. I was talking about Molly Stone. She talks about you all of the time and claims that you are her friend." The booted beauty smiled and exclaimed,

"Yes Miss Watkins Molly and I are friends. However, please tell me that Molly is safe at her parents home." Miss Watkins head sank and in a dejected tone she exclaimed,

"I wish I could Batgirl but Molly was the first child taken prisoner by that fiend!"

The bold beauty winced as if she had just been punched in the gut and began to sink slowly into a nearby chair. Her face took on a dark pallor as her mind screamed, "No, not Molly! That sick bastard!"

Chief O'Hara and the teacher each had look of deep concern on their faces after Batgirl's dazed reaction to learning Molly Stone was one of the hostages. Neither was aware that Barbara Gordon was Molly's guardian. In less than a minute however the bold beauty regained her poise. Batgirl exclaimed,

"Miss Watkins I perceive the reason the Joker has taken the children hostage is that he intends to exchange them for another person. Am I wrong in assuming that the person the Joker is after is me? "Miss Watkins was stunned by Batgirl's accurate prediction of the Joker's intended target. In awe she replied,

"Why yes Batgirl! How did you know?" With a grim look the caped cutie replied,

"A little woman's intuition! What are his demands?" Miss Watkins declared,

"You must surrender to him by six pm today." The teacher fumbled in her jacket pocket and withdrew a piece of paper and handed it to the masked maid.

"The Joker said that if you agree to his terms you must call this number. If you don't he said he would begin killing the children at 6:01. Molly will be the first one." Looking at the wall clock which indicated twelve noon Batgirl let out a deep sigh,

"You need not worry Miss Watkins I will surrender to the Joker. I can't let him totally jeopardize innocent children. Were there any other demands?" Miss Watkins looked flustered for a moment and declared,

"Yes I almost forgot. The Joker demands the immediate release of an inmate at Arkham Asylum." Chief O'Hara had fearful look on his face wondering what vile criminal the Joker demanded to be released. He inquired, "Who does he want?" The teacher replied, "The Scarecrow" The head policeman exploded,

"No, not that devil! It is bad enough having the Joker loose but not the Scarecrow too. If you surrender to the Joker how can we deal with two super criminals at once?"

Batgirl with a frown on her pretty face replied. "We have no choice Chief O'Hara we must free the children. Besides I am sure that Scarecrow is part of the Joker's plan of revenge against me. I don't think he will be operating on his own." With a stare of concern every bit as sincere as her father's O'Hara exclaimed,

"Are you sure this is the right thing to do Batgirl? You are walking into a lion's den"

The Goddess of Gotham City was deeply touched by the Chief's concern and declared,

"I'll be alright Chief! You need to call Arkham and get Scarecrow released as soon as possible." The policeman smiled and declared,

"I will get right on it after I escort Miss Watkins out. Is there anything else I can do Batgirl?" The Caped Crusadress replied, "May I use the Bat Phone?" The Irishman replied as he escorted the teacher from the Commissioner's office, "Help yourself but Batman is away on vacation."

The shimmering seductress in the purple body suit walked over to the wooden stand on which stood the sole link between the Gotham Police Force and the Caped Crusader. The Bat Beauty removed the plastic cover, picked up the hand set and pressed the white button. It was several seconds before a male voice with a British accent came on the line and exclaimed,

"He's not here Sir!" The booted beauty quickly remarked,

"Alfred, its Batgirl!" The butler gasped "Miss Gordon! What is happening with the school children and that fanatic the Joker?" The Bat Beauty quickly described the current situation and Joker's demands. She also imparted her intuition that the whole scenario was nothing more than an attempt at revenge against her. Batgirl then inquired,

"Alfred is there any chance of contacting Batman?" The servant replied,

"I am afraid not Miss Barbara. I am however trying to contact the Justice League to see if help is available there but I can't seem to get through. I know things look very black right now but there is always hope." Dejectedly Batgirl replied,

"Well then I guess there is nothing I can do. I had better call the Joker and arrange my surrender." In a rare display of emotion Alfred remarked,

"No Miss Barbara! You must not surrender yourself till the last possible moment. You still have just less than six hours. Let me use that time to try and get help." Batgirl replied,

"All right Alfred I will wait until six to give myself up. If you can't get help I want you to go and see a good friend of mine. If I become Joker's prisoner you and he are the only ones who can help me." The servant stunned by the bravery of the masked maid wrote down all of information she provided and then remarked,

"Miss Barbara if I can't get help for you by five pm I will immediately go and call on the gentleman. Please be careful Miss Gordon. Batgirl replied, "I will Alfred!"

The cowled crime fighter returned the Bat Phone to its stand. Batgirl looked at the clock which read twelve thirty and realized she had a long wait ahead of her. The only thing left to do was to call the hideous villain and let him know that she accepted his terms. The bold beauty reached into utility belt and removed her Batgirl Cell phone. After dialing the number given to her by Miss Watkins the Bat Beauty listened to number ring two times before her ears were greeted by a recording of the hideous Joker laugh. A voice then sweetly answered,

"Joker here!" Calling on all of her courage the masked maid exclaimed,

"Joker, this is Batgirl." There was another wicked laugh and the voice said,

"Hello Bat Bitch about time you called. Ready to accept my terms of surrender?" In a voice as low as a whisper the dazzling damsel remarked,

"Yes, I accept your terms for releasing the children." The vengeful voice snickered,

"Excellent, met me at the corner of Carson and Craig in one hour. I want to get rid of these brats as soon as possible." Batgirl pleaded in reply,

"No wait I can't meet you that soon. I have some things I need to attend too. I will surrender at six in front of Police Headquarters. There will be no tricks or traps. Just release the children unharmed and I will go with you." The Joker giggled,

"As you wish Bat Bitch! But why the wait? You are only postponing my revenge for a couple of hours. You will still have to pay for what you did to me." Batgirl exclaimed,

"I have some matters I must address." Joker laughed and remarked,

"Like a last will and testament! Ha Ha! Oh one more thing Caped Cunt. You won't need that accursed utility belt of yours so leave it at home. You can also leave the tools and picks that you hide in your boots, gloves and cape. If you show up with anything extra there is a little carrot top brat who will lose a finger or two. See you at six Bat Bitch!" The call then abruptly ended.

An hour later the Bat Beauty nervously paced back and forth in her Bat Lair. The dazzling damsel has been unable to concentrate on anything since she returned home from Police Headquarters. She felt a deep hollow pit in her stomach that refused to go away. The booted beauty knew she had experienced the feeling before but when? In an instant the answer came as Batgirl recalled a perilous time this past year as she stood in a dark fun house and faced a lunatic. It was obvious the Caped Crusadress for the second time in her life experienced real fear.

As was always the case the daring damsel began to examine her fear. Batgirl mentally posed several questions to herself as she attempted to find an answer.

"Was she afraid of death at the hands of the Joker? Not really. She had faced death many times before and had never experienced this level of dread."

"Was she fearful because she did not know Joker's plan for her? Again, not really. She had faced the unknown many times before without being frightened."

"What was the worst thing Joker could do to her?" In an instant the answer came.

"The absolute worst thing Joker can do is to cripple me so that I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair."

Batgirl acknowledged that a crippling injury in her line of work was a real possibility. A Bat Rope might break or she might slip and fall and her career as a crime fighter would be over. The real terrifying aspect of her recently discovered fear was that an insane lunatic would purposely incapacitate her just for revenge. For a moment the caped crime fighter was stunned.

Earlier her intuition had for told that she was the Joker's intended victim. Now she had undoubtedly deduced the Joker's basic intent. Determined to further capitalize on her mental analysis the Dominoed Dare Doll posed another question,

"Once I surrender to him what will he do?" Again the answer quickly came.

"First he will physically and verbally humiliate me. Next he will attempt to break me mentally, which will fail. Then he will bring in Scarecrow to break me with his arsenal of hallucinogenic drugs. There is little doubt that eventually Scarecrow will succeed in making me a drug induced Zombie willing to do Joker's bidding. In order to destroy my crime fighting career forever Joker will no doubt force me to publicly unmask. The final end game will of course be a bullet to my spine leaving me paralyzed."

The analysis of what the bold beauty faced as the Joker's prisoner was extremely grisly but it also calmed her. The pit of fear in her stomach was gone. The brainy as well as beautiful crime fighter now began to develop plans for counter measures to thwart the Joker's diabolical scheme.

For the next hour the Bat Beauty was busy with her sewing machine. She took off her Bat Suit and sewed a wide triple layer of Kevlar under the back zipper. It was an attempt to protect her spine from gunfire. Batgirl then took off her lustrous Bat Cape. The caped cutie removed the stitching along the scalloped edges and then sewed in every Bat Antidote pill she had in the Bat Lair. The plan was that maybe the pills would counteract the hallucinogens Scarecrow was sure to use on her.

With the obvious precautions completed she devoted the three hours remaining to some research on hallucinogenic drugs. The masked marvel used her fabulous computer system to learn all she could about the hideous drugs that could be used. After two hours of heavy research the booted beauty felt that she covered all there was to know. With just an hour left until the greatest trial she would yet face Batgirl reviewed all of her preparations while she removed the hidden tools in her dazzling boots and gleaming gloves. There seemed to be nothing that she missed. Every possible contingency seemed to be anticipated and plans made to deal with it. While knowing that this would be the greatest challenge she ever faced the Caped Crusadress never felt more calm, confidant or prepared. She felt the nagging fear she had experienced earlier was the best thing that could have happened to her.

While Batgirl prepared for her latest ordeal Alfred Pennyworth sat slightly annoyed in the outer office of investment banker Lance Morgan. Unable to procure assistance for Batgirl from the Justice League the butler had decided to pay a call on Mr. Morgan. It was obvious to the Englishman that Mr. Morgan was indeed a very busy man and his chance of seeing the banker appeared slim at best. The receptionist a lovely brunette named Veronica did her best to see if a short audience with her boss might be arranged.

At ten till six the Batgirl without her utility belt climbed to the roof of her apartment building. Taking only a Bat Rope the cowled crime fighter prepared for another journey to Police Headquarters. She had decided not to use the Batgirlcycle as she would no doubt have to leave it on the street at headquarters. The bold beauty loved however to travel by Bat Rope. She found nothing as exhilarating as flying through the air from building to building on her rope. A darker thought was perhaps this might be the last time she had the opportunity to do so.

As the Bat Beauty swung down from the Gotham Bank building to the public square in front of Police Headquarters a huge cheer went up from the large crowd gathered in the square. Citizens of Gotham City by the thousands began to chant "Batgirl, Batgirl!" The Caped Crusadress was stunned by the show of support for her from the public.

Back in the office of the banker Lance Morgan a very agitated Alfred Pennyworth now glanced at his watch which read five minutes to six. Thinking to himself,

"In five minutes Batgirl will be forced to surrender to that hideous villain the Joker and something must be done!"

The butler determined that it was now time to take matters into his own hands. The distinguished Englishman rose from his chair to his full six foot five inch height and headed for the door into Lance Morgan's office. He ignored the frantic pleas of the Veronica to stop.

On opening the door into the office Alfred observed a rather young man sitting at a desk staring rather intently at a television. Mr. Morgan was watching a live broadcast of the events unfolding in Gotham Square. He was unaware of anyone's presence until the receptionist entered,

"Mr. Pennyworth you can't come in here you don't have an appointment!" The butler coolly ignored the woman while giving the banker a look of total disdain and remarked,

"Are you Lance Morgan?" The young man rather startled replied,

"Yes I am! But who are you and why have barged into my office?" Alfred exclaimed,

My name is Pennyworth and I have come on a matter of great importance." Lance Morgan turned to his receptionist and declared,

"It's all right Veronica you can leave now." The pretty brunette made a silent exit from the room. The young banker now faced his uninvited guest and sternly inquired,

"All right Mr. Pennyworth what is this matter of great importance?" The elderly Englishman extended his right arm, pointed at the television and tartly remarked,

"That sir is the matter of great importance!" Lance shyly gulped, "Batgirl?" The butler responded, "Yes, Batgirl!" The two men one old the other young now stood transfixed watching the television as events began to unfold in Gorham Square

At precisely six pm a bright yellow school rolled to a stop in front of Police Headquarters. The handicap ramp slowly extended and out rolled the Joker in his wheelchair holding Molly Stone in his lap. The huge crowd began to boo and catcall the vile villain.

The Crown Prince of Crime was devastated by his reception. The constant calls of "Batgirl, Batgirl" further infuriated him. Unable to control his anger Joker lashed out at the crowd of citizens as he declared,

"Shut up you ignorant boobs! You are nothing more than sheep!"

Batgirl saw that things were becoming ugly decided to defuse the situation. She walked over to the cripple in the wheelchair. Molly seeing her favorite heroine began to squirm trying to free herself so she could run to Batgirl. But the evil fiend again produced his knife and laid it on Molly's throat, Batgirl cried out,

"No Joker please, she is just a child" Tired of having the child in his lap for most of the day the green haired gangster withdrew the knife and released her. Molly immediately ran to Batgirl and hugged the heroine. The red head then began to plead with the caped crime fighter, "Please don't go Batgirl. Please!" Hugging the sobbing child the booted beauty replied,

"I have to Molly if I don't he won't release the other children. Now your mom and Dad are right behind me. Give me hug and run to your parents." The carrot top reluctantly hugged the shimmering seductress and ran to Jim and Mary Stone.

With Molly now safe Batgirl turned to Joker and exclaimed,

"All right Joker let's get this over with!" The Joker gave a hand signal to his evil moll Harly Quinn and the children began to file out of the bus one by one. As the villain and heroine watched the procession Joker commented,

"I am glad you took my advice and came without your utility belt Bat Bitch."

The now defenseless heroine replied, "I didn't have a choice!" The Joker now pulled out a metal detector and moved up and down the stunning figure of the curved crime fighter. No metal was indicated further convincing the criminal that the Caped Cunt was now totally helpless. When the last child had left the school bus Joker turned to the Bat Beauty and declared,

"All right Caped Cunt push me back on the bus." Batgirl indignantly replied,

"I will not! I am not your slave!" The Joker leered at the booted beauty and remarked,

"You will do as I say Bat Bitch if you want your carrot top friend to go on living." The Caped Crusadress inquired,

"What are you talking about?" The Joker snickered,

"In order to insure your cooperation I placed a small explosive device in the child's backpack. I now have in my hand a remote detonator. Now push me up into the bus and do not disobey me again!"

A dejected Batgirl grabbed the handles of the wheelchair and began to push the chair up the ramp and into the bus. A close up picture of the dazzling damsel's flawless face showed it was beet red from the humiliation of being a servant to the Joker. Once inside the bus the ramp retracted and the vehicle slowly pulled away from Police Headquarters while the stunned crowd watched in silence.

At Gotham International Airport a rather tall but slim young man stood motionless in front of a television monitor in total disbelief of the events that had just unfolded in Gotham Square. Mr. Edmond Curse had recently arrived on a flight from Chicago in order to attend the annual Gotham City Computer Show. Edmond was a computer geek interested in buying the latest computer soft ware available.

With the awful event in the square still resonated in his mind Edmond noticed a Gotham City patrolman nearby. The young man quickly walked up to the Officer and inquired,

"Excuse me Officer, what is the quickest way to Police Headquarters?" The patrolman replied,

"The quickest way is by cab but it will cost you thirty dollars. Why do you want to go there?" The young man looked down at his shoes and remarked, "Well I was watching the news about Batgirl and I think I have some information that might be useful." The police officers eyes widened as he exclaimed,

"Son, you wait right here. I am going to get my cruiser and I will drive you to Police Headquarters!"

At the same time in the office of Lance Morgan the butler and the banker shook their heads in disbelief at what had just transpired. Lance returned to his desk while he invited the Englishman to take a seat. The younger man opened the conversation,

"How can I help you Mr. Pennyworth?" The servant was quite surprised at Mr. Morgan's offer of help exclaimed,

"Please sir, call me Alfred. Master Lance I am a representative of the Bat Family. In situations such as you just witnessed the Family takes care of its own problems. However in this case unfortunately Master Batman and Master Robin are away on travel and cannot be contacted. I have thereby been forced to search for assistance for Miss Batgirl in outside areas. Unfortunately I have been unsuccessful." In order to compose his thoughts the butler took a short pause. Lance intervened,

"Please continue Alfred!" Sensing the banker's warmth Alfred smiled and continued on.

"Prior to her surrender Miss Batgirl left instructions that should she become the Joker's prisoner I was to contact you. In her words she said that if I could not get outside help from the Justice League that you and I where the only ones who could help her. Well unfortunately all of the members of the league are on assignment so here I am."

The young banker shifted in his chair and slowly remarked,

"Did Batgirl leave you with any ideas on what we are to do? Alfred replied,

"Miss Batgirl left no plans. But knowing her as well as I do, I believe that she is looking to us to mount some type of rescue effort. I can provide all of the assets and resources of the Bat Family to finance and coordinate such a mission. I rather think Miss Batgirl believes that you can provide the leadership necessary to complete the task. It appears that how the effort is accomplished that Miss Batgirl is leaving us to our devices. Well sir, what say you? Shall we give it a go for we have nothing to loose!" The banker thought for a moment,

"You have it wrong Mr. Pennyworth. You and I are not going to rescue Batgirl!" The butler was stunned by the obvious rejection by Lance Morgan. He was about to protest when the banker in a voice devoid of emotion but strongly filled with purpose remarked,

"You, I and all of Gotham City are going to rescue Batgirl! That man is going to pay dearly for taking our beautiful heroine and for calling us sheep!"

The Englishman totally surprised at the young man's determination joyfully exclaimed,

"Well said Master Lance. Well said indeed! We shall rescue Miss Batgirl! I am sure of it!"

HOLY VIGILANTES

The Joker has Batgirl as his prisoner. What will the fiend do to her?

Can Alfred and Lance form a team to rescue the Bat Beauty?