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Elizabeth was troubled by both her mind and her wounds, as she slowly took off the Nomex suit and placed the mask carefully beside her. The empty eyes stared back at her from the mask, and for a moment they seemed to be questioning her from inside her own mind. "Who are you? A Dark Knight? A widow? A murderer?" She shook her head as in denial, and quickly looked away from the mask. "I´m neither. I´m just a wounded cripple now", she thought to herself, as she started taking off the tech-prostetic, which made her able to walk. She had hoped she could sneak in unnoticed, but the sound of a door being opned ruined her chances. She brace

The reflection of car lights on snow lit up the yard in front of the Gotham Brotherhood clubhouse. Elizabeth slowly wheeled her wheelchair across the yard towards the main entrance. Outside two men were having a smoke, seemingly not even bothered by the cold or the snow. One of them looked up “You’re here for Jason?” he asked, when he saw Ellie. She nodded. “He didn’t come home, so I guessed he was here” The other one grunted “His home’s here now, Miss. But go on in and see him, if you want” Ellie bit her lip, remembering when he made his choice. “Thank you” She considered addi