-Athena's POV-

I unlocked my door and tumbled into the chair seated at my computer. My knee had a thin cut on it from my katana, but I had cut deeper than I thought I would. The wound was bleeding and every muscle screamed at me to stop moving when I walked.

"Alert, systems were disturbed when someone attempted to penetrate the firewall," my computer warned me, showing the footage that it had recorded while in sleep mode. I suspected that Grayson would break into my room and try to find more about me on my computer. He had left right before I walked in the door, which was surprising because I thought I would've detected him.

"Disarm safety protocols using key password," I spoke the password and began stitching my cut up. The computer opened up as I had instructed. "Well, if he took the bait then we'll just have to wait for him to come to me." Yes, I had planned the whole thing. I was hoping that Grayson would listen to my threat, but I had to be prepared that he wouldn't. "Computer, call Ra's Al Ghul," I ordered, standing up and stitching my costume back. I had bought the Nomex from an old scientist who used to work for the League right after I had ditched Nightwing.

"Athena, how did the plan go? Is everything on schedule?" Ra's asked, popping up on my monitor screen. I bowed in respect and smirked.

"Of course it did. Nightwing is know aware of the fake documents that you so graciously set up under my cover identity, Victoria Smith. I thought he was a bit smarter than what you percieved him to be, but nope. He thought that his 'lucky head but' was why I cut myself. I can't imagine any situation where he didn't find all my other covers, but I don't think that will phase his decision in thinking I am Victoria Smith. I thank you for the back up documents, but I am perfectly capable of creating them myself," I laughed, removing my mask. "No doubt Nightwing will no longer be a threat once he meets me as Victoria. I plan to poison him." The vial of green liquid rolled around on my desk.

"Understood. Make it look like an accident. The Batman will be very angered if he finds out that you killed his precious Robin. Trust me, you do not want to be on the wrong side of Batman," Ra's clapped his hands together as if to end the conversation, "just get rid of anything in your way of the mission you've been trained your whole life for." The call ended and I sat, thinking about what he said. I had been trained most of my life to complete this mission, to take out the people who killed my family. They were the ones who made me what I was. Ra's had explained to me that my father was caught pick-pocketing one of the main members of the Black Sharks and had paid the price for it. His family was murdered, all of it, just becaue he wanted a couple bucks to support his new born baby and eight year old daughter. Ra's told me the only reason they took me was to torture me, because I was my father's most precious possession. The Boss wanted me to be broken and destroyed just because my father loved me so much. Now it was my job to destroy them.

I awoke from a dreamless sleep early in the morning again for training. I made my way around the city to get a better idea of my enviroment. I stopped in front of one of the tallest and most powerful looking buildings in Gotham. Wayne Enterprises. I had researched the company and hacked into their files and plans. The company was the most powerful and richest companies in Gotham. Wayne Enterprises wasn't a corrupt place, especially with Batman, I mean Bruce Wayne running it. The only thing out of the ordinary was in the Science and Weapon departments. Some guy named Lucuis Fox was creating some high tech things and Wayne Enterprises was funding it in secret. It took me a while of constant hacking to break under the cover Bruce Wayne had set up for Fox's work to stay quiet. I recognized the famous Batmobile in the collection of things Fox had designed and automatically understood why Wayne Enterprises was hiding it.

So this building was the source of everything. The railways were all connected to this building and the richest man in Gotham was also connected. Maybe I should visit Wayne Manor, I thought. Pulling up the coordinates on my wrist computer, I ran toward the house. It took awhile to get there, since the idiot's house was on the outskirts of Gotham City. I stood in front of the gates and searched for operating computer systems in the area. All the computers were coming from the house but I knew that would be too easy. I searched for firewalls protecting hidden systems and found one that wasn't broadcasting from the house. Smirking, I began working at decoding the shield that Batman had tried to hide it with. There must be somewhere secret under ground that Batman hides his computer.

Suddenly, something flashed up and made my whole naturally blue holographic computer screen turn completely red. It was a alert, blocking me from going any farther and telling the owner that I was trying to hack into their files. I frowned in frustration. Guess Bats isn't as stupid as I thought, I chuckled to myself. I deleted all the evidence that I was ever there in the first place. Batman hid the security sensors pretty well, I didn't even detect any. If that alert was going off, then that means that Batman would be checking the system for the problem very quickly. I hacked into the security cameras and played the footage from yesterday to hide the evidence that I was standing in front of his house, hacking into his Bat computer. Turning my computer off, I took to the trees and began making my way to my job. If I had ran on the ground, I would leave behind footprints and Batman would know I was there.

Work at the Ice Cream Parlor was the same as always. I served people ice cream as they drooled over my ridiculous uniform. Things between Joey and I were awkward because he kept expecting another kiss from me. I turned him down each time, and just continued to work. Time passed by quicker than I had expected, and I was home in no time.

When I arrived at the hotel, the desk lady told me that I had recieved a letter. I took it upstairs and changed into something more casual including my mask, before opening it. You have been invited to spend the evening at Wayne Manor for Mr. Wayne's yearly Wayne Enterprises buisness party. It is black tie. Guests are arriving at nine o'clock and the party usually lasts until midnight or later. Food and drink will be prepared. We hope to see you there, Victoria Smith. I laughed when I finished reading the card and grabbed the poison vial off of my desk. The address was on the bottom of the card so I double checked it, making sure this wasn't a trap. It wasn't. I was actually being invited to this stupid party.

I didn't have anything to really wear, so I just put my hair in a classy updo and put on some flattering make up. I put on a garder on my left leg with the vial strapped to it along with my dagger. Quickly stopping buy a clothing store, I bought a backless, tight, and long red dress with one strap that was tied with a bow. I also bought a pair of black high heels that allowed to me move but still looked fancy. I wore a pearl necklace and a golden braclete along with red earrings. I hopped in a taxi and pulled up to Wayne Manor, looking as fancy as every model that showed up.

A huge gate was unlocked for cars that would pull up in front of the house. Most people drove their own glamorous sports cars that showcased their own wealth. I saw people look at me in disgust when they saw I arrived in a cab, but I was satisfied when I saw all their gasps once I got out. Unlucky for me, that designer outfit used the last of the money I had.

I walked in by myself and was surprised by the huge mansion. It really was luxurious. People were all gathered in the huge party room. I followed the loud buzz of their voices through the lobby-like section I was standing in. When I walked in, the room looked more like a ballroom. It had tables set up towards the back with a huge section of dancefloor. To the right, I saw the enormous kitchen that looked fit for a king. A giant crystal chandilear hung above everyone's heads. There were tables outside as well, along with tons of other people. A band was playig quietly on the huge stage. The floor was slick white marble with beautiful designs painted on it. The cieling looked like the fucking Sistine chapel with all the classical paintings on it. There were marble statues around the room as well. Some of the house had hardwood, like when I first came in, and some had carpet, like upstairs. There were many pairs of wooden stairs all over the house, but the first ones I saw were the white marble ones when I first walked in. Long story short, the Manor was very fitting for the multibillion dollar family, the Waynes.

"Hi," a voice made me turn. A boy, about sixteen was standing beside me in a black tuxedo. He had light brown eyes and shaggy blonde hair that refused to stay off of his forehead. "I'm Ethan," he grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. I laughed at his ambitions and shook his hand instead.

"Victoria," he looked me over and met my eyes again. I didn't know who this kid was, but he definitly was not my target unless he got too touchy, in which he would get a dose of pepper spray to the eyes and a kick to the nuts.

"I'm Mayor Hayes son," Ethan said, resting his hand at the small of my back. He led me outside to the garden.

"I'm not familiar with the politics of Gotham. I'm new here," I explained, sitting down beside him. He rested his chin on his palm and sipped at a glass of something. Probably soda, telling by the bubbles but lack of smell.

"What are you doing here then?"

"I actually don't know. I need to ask the host that, did you by a chance know where Mr. Wayne might be?" I scanned the area, but I couldn't find anyone who would resemble Bruce Wayne anywhere outside or inside. I played it off as looking at the garden. There were hedges that had been trimmed into animals and shapes along with many beauitful flowers.

"Bruce usually likes to make a huge entrance along with his two little sons," Ethan sighed, growling. I laughed to myself. Ethan, like most of the boys in Gotham, were obviously jealous of the two mini playboys that lived in Wayne Manor.

"We should get back in there, I think he's coming soon," I said, standing up. Ethan followed behind me and we went back into the ballroom. I was taller than the mayor's son even without my heels and I kind of felt like I was babysitting. I really just wanted to cross Grayson off of my list of people who could get in the way of my mission. Just as expected, the lights dimmed and a spotlight appeared on three gentlemen standing on the top level of hallway across from us.

"Welcome all! As you all know, I am Bruce Wayne and these are my wards, Dick Grayson and Tim Drake," the two boys next to Wayne waved and smiled, "I would just like to say thank you for coming to my party. I will be giving a speech about the future of Wayne Enterprises later in the evening, so feel free to enjoy yourselves! But don't get too drunk, I still need an audience," he joked, making everyone in the room laugh. Ethan was scowling at the two boys next to Bruce Wayne.

"Excuse me, may I borrow her really quick?" I looked to the left of me, where Ethan was standing. Grayson's hand was on Ethan's shoulder, pushing him aside.

"What? No! Dick, I scoped her out. Get your own," Ethan's fingers wrapped around my wrist. I wanted to punch the kid in the face for thinking I was some kind of hunting prize, but I knew that would cause a scene.

"Dick Grayson, would you mind showing me to Mr. Wayne?" I jerked my arm out of Ethan's grip and walked beside Grayson.

"Yes, of course," Dick put his hand on my back and led me away from Ethan. I saw Grayson wink at Ethan as he took me away while Ethan glared angerily at the playboy.

"Save me a dance, Victoria!" Ethan called right before Dick led us out of earshot. We walked outside and sat at a table. I sat up straight and stroked the vial of poison on my thigh. Dick looked at me as a smirk began to stretch across his face.

"I'm Victoria Smith," I introduced myself, reaching out to shake Grayson's hand. He shook it and also kissed the top of it, making me blush slightly. Why was I blushing?

"Grayson, Dick Grayson," his blue eyes shimmered as he quoted one of the movies I had actually seen. He was wearing a tuxedo as well with an undershirt that gripped his muscles tightly. He had a dark blue bowtie and his hair had been slicked on the sides with the front sticking out a little. He looked fancy and seductive.

"You like James Bond, I can see. Anyway, can I ask you why I was invited here? I don't know anyone and I don't even work in Wayne Enterprises," I said, pulling my hand out of Grayson's strong grip.

"Well, actually, Bruce wanted a new secretary and he needed someone who was fit intelligance wise. The tasks that are asked of his secretaries require high levels of intelligance and we have done enough background checks of you to know you are more than qualified. He undertands that you have an extremely high level of brains that allowed you to graduate highschool when you were only twelve and college when you were only seventeen," Dick explained, not breaking eye contact with me, "you graduated with a PhD level of college experience in only a year at the Australian School of Extraordinary Minds. And above all that, I'd say you're pretty cute."

"Thank you, Grayson," I forced a girlish giggle and looked back at him. He winked.

"It's just the truth, Ms. Smith. Anyway, Wayne Enterprises would love to have you," Grayson leaned closer towards me. I scooted away, not wanting him to find the vial with his knee.

"Tell Bruce Wayne thank you for the offer, but I already have a job."

"Oh yeah, aren't you the ice cream maid at that Gotham Goodies place?" Dick mocked, crossing his arms with a grin on his face. I wanted to smack his grin off, but again I'd blow my cover.

"Yeah, and I like it there."

"Wayne Enterprises's pay is very high."

"Don't care."

"Let's talk about the issue on the dancefloor then," Grayson grabbed my hand and whisked me away to the dancefloor. The band was playing a slow and casual ballroom sway song. Dick lead us to the middle of the dancers and mouthed something to the band. The singer ended his song and smirked.

"Let's mix it up now," the singer anounced as a guitarist with an acoustic guitar played a fast riff and the violins began playing. It's Tango time, I said to myself.

Dick's hands made their ways into the perfect Argentina Tango form. I smirked as he led us across the room with the music.

"When marimba rhythm starts to play, dance with me, make me sway," the singer sang. Dick spun me around and we trotted around the room. The dancefloor cleared out as people bgean to watch it. The trumpets and drums played loudly until they suddenly stopped, causing Dick to dip me. I rolled my neck, giving him an obvious view of my chest.

"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more," Dick spun me, his hands sliding down my hips. I followed his hands, and smoothly moved them back up to my sides. One hand wrapped around my back while the other reached under my arm, slowly raising it up to slide against his face. I brought it back down and we grabbed hands again. I bent my leg around his left one, and we trotted off again across the room.

"Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with eaze. When you dance you have a way with me, stay with me, sway with me." I was spun behind Dick and slowly bent down, letting my hands trail down his back. He grabbed my wrist and gracefully spun me back around him and held me still as he moved his hips, letting his hands gently carress my face.

"Other dancers may be on the floor, dear but my eyes will see only you. Only you have that magic technique, when we sway I go weak." We did a normal tango step, moving around the room with synchronized footwork until the music swelled again. Dick lifted me up and spun me around his front for a few seconds before dropping me again and into the proper arm lock.

"I can hear the sound of violins, long before, it begins. Make me thrill as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now." We stepped across the dancefloor smoothly again. I bent my leg through his legs again and attached it to his leg, while I shimmied down. When my head was about at his belly button, he grabbed my hands and spun me back up just as the instrumental solo hit.

Ours hands moved and now his were under my breasts and the other held my hand. I was now facing forward and he was behind me. We moved across the floor, him spinning me every few steps before stopping a few seconds before the singer was about to sing. His hands went under my arms, making them slowly move outwards as his mouth was right next to my ear.

"Other dancers may be on the floor, dear but my eyes will see only you. Only you have that magic technique, when we sway I go weak! I can hear the sound of violins, long before, it begins. Make me thrill as only you know how, sway me smooth, sway me now. Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with eaze! When you dance you have a way with me stay with me, swaayyy with me!" Dick led me around in the proper tango step again, before pulling me close just as the last two drum beats hit. When the last beats hit, I jerked my neck up and down smoothly and Dick pulled me back up to him.

The people around us clapped. We both just stared each other in the eyes as we panted. Our noses were about to touch and the sexual tension had risen greatly. His hand moved to hold my cheek as he leaned in, but I moved and turned to face the crowd. I smiled and bowed, pulling Dick down with me. He blinked and snapped back into reality.

"Where did you learn to dance like that?" Grayson asked, leading me off of the dance floor. I took a deep breath to push the extremely tense dance out of my memory.

"I took dance lessons, what about you? That was amazing!" I smiled, straightening my dress back out. Grayson was looking off at something so I followed his gaze. Bruce was standing in the crowd and he was giving Dick a thumbs ups and saying something. He stopped when he realized I was watching.

"Oh, I had to learn how to dance. Nothing seduces a woman better than a man who knows how to dance. Bruce was just saying how good we were. He was the one who taught me," Grayson said. I could tell he was lying about what Wayne had said, but I ignored it. "I'm kind of thirsty. Let's get some something to drink." Dick led me through the crowds of people. Girls flirted with him as we walked, but he ignored them and just led me along with him. People told us how amazing we were on the dancefloor and he said thank you as we walked.

We stood in front of a ten foot table. There were rows of champagne glasses filled with different colored liquid. The champagne had been colored and neatly arranged into a rainbow of colors. "Woah," I gasped, looking at the drinks as they shimmered in the light.

"Let's get blue, that's my favorite color," Grayson smirked and grabbed us two glasses. He took a huge gulp of his, draining half of the glass.

"Mine's red," I said, bringing the bubbly blue drink to my lips. A sweet scent caught my attention, making me hesitate. I recognized the smell automatically. It was chloroform. So, he was trying to drug me? I chuckled. "Hopefully I don't get too tipsy," I joked, taking a sip of the blue champagne. I would be out in a few seconds, but if he wanted to drug me, that means he was probably going to take me somewhere private and I really wanted to get away from the huge group of people. I took another sip of the blue liquid just as I began to feel my eyelids get heavy. Dick's arms wrapped around my back and my hand to make it look like I was normal. I managed to walk as he led me to what looked like the bedroom. He winked to passing strangers. Smart move, he was making it look like I was drunk and he was gonna get lucky. I passed out just as we stepped through a door and into a long, black hallway.

~~~~~Almost four thousand words...hope that's long enough for you guys! And btw, I don't think drugging anyone's drinks is at all good, but remember that Dick just wanted to take her out without her knowing where they were going. The only way he could do that would be to knock her out. Vote, comment, and follow! Next chapter will be up asap~~~~