Batgirl could only whistle out loud watching Bane being hauled into an ambulance on its way to the hospital before transfering the assassin to Black Gate prison. She arrived late for the fight when she and the rest of the heroes in Gotham were told that
Bane was robbing a bank to get the funds needed to travel back to Santa Prisca. She could only shake her head at the sight of the man, where once stood a towering brute of power and muscle was now a tiny shrivelled wisp of a man strapped to a gurney after
Batman cut his venom supply from his wrist.
Turning to the Justice League talking over Bane's supplies Bat Girl walked over and picked up a small vial of said venom in Bane's personal possessions. The tiny green vial glinted in her hand as she looked at it.
"Barbara! Don't play with that stuff, its incedibly dangerous." Barked the caped crusader as the rest of the league looked at the red haired teen blushing at the attention, snapping her hands behind her back as she stepped away. Making a decision to take
the drug and store it as evidence against the man, the League called in a teleport and took the stash of chemicals with them.
"Bat Girl, go home for now, we'll let you know when we'll need you." clicking a button at his gauntlet Batman only had a few seconds to wait before the batmobile drove up on autopilot and opened the canopy to let the man step in and take control. Watching
the black car drive off as the ambulance went the other way Barbara Gordon sighed... Before she realized she still had a vial of venom still in her hand.
***
"What am I gonna do with this stuff?" Wondered the red head as she looked over the vial in her hands back at Justice Mountain, sitting down on a bench in the change room she was alone and deep in thought.
She couldn't tell Batman, he'd never let her hear the end of it, and the league would chew her out as a second rate wanabe hero. Her friends would be just as shocked, she had no idea what to do. Biting her lip with a frown the young woman wondered more about
the drug she held in her hand "They wouldn't think I was such wanabe if I was a fricken fright train with tits." Clutching the drug close as she looked back and forth around the room to make sure she was alone, she hooked up the vial to a hypospray from her
own utility belt and readied it to her arm.
"Let's see what this stuff does..."