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It was a night just like any other. Twelve year old Barbara Gordon, after finishing her homework for that night, left the safety of her and her father's home and wandered down the dark streets to the bus stop. When she arrived there, she did not have to wait long before the bus she was looking for appeared. She stepped on and paid the driver. Most people would have questioned such a young girl travelling across Gotham, on her own, at night, but this driver knew Barbara, he knew she took this same bus to the same place almost every night. Barbara smiled at the driver as she boarded the bus, he didn't know the real reason why she came down here every night, no one did, except maybe him, she wasn't quite sure how much he actually knew about her, but thought it was probably quite a lot.
As the bus turned a corner, Barbara's destination came into view. She stood up and pressed the bell to alert the driver that she wanted to get off, not that that was nec