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It was close to midnight, and the moon shined down upon the quiet little hillside of Wayne Manor. The topiary and finely kept lawn sparkled with pre-morning dew, already developing for sunrise. A silent, shadowy figure looked up at the main gates of Wanye Manor, having not set of the silent alarm or having not been picked up on the secruity camera...though, then again, it was quite easy for someone with Deathstroke's intellect and stealth experience and knowledge to apprehend the secruity and alarm system utterly useless with a special made, rubber dart with a microchip inside it.

".........." the superhuman assassin looked about him, before in a lbur had leapt over the maingate, onto the mansion's grounds and running alongside the bushes of the gates, keepingto the shadows even though he took precautions to not be seen or heard.

Deathstroke made his way around the mansion, and looking at the occupied bedroom windows, which he had instantly calculated to be Alfred, Wayne, Grayson...then little Crane-Grey in the far lower-righthand window, which was the one with the light on. Deathstroke narrowed his eyes...his target was awake...

"Goooooood......" he whispered, before he disappeared in a shadow.

Suddenly, a breeze came through her room, chilling her slightly. It's source? An open balcony door/window......

Keira turned around, getting out of a lovely sunny day in Wonderland with d**k to examine the breeze. She stood up from her seat, not only taking the momment to pick up her small dagger from a collection she ahd in a drawer, but her mother's 'perfume' with the fear-inducing pheremones. She blinked, it wasn't......was it?

Hmm...I think this could get interesting....is that damn clown after what I am...? mused the superhuman assassin Deathstroke. He had been about to enter through the balcony, when his sharp ears heard The Joker a mile away...he had stuck to the shadows, and was pressing himself under the balcony, sorta like a spider to it's web.

Oh please! please! I got it specially for you!!!
plese...a little while? whee

With Keira distracted by the idiotic Joker, Deathstroke had had enough time in the split second that she was yelling at The Clown Prince of Crime, he had entered through the balcony, closing the door without being noticed. As she turend back around however, Deathstroke stood there, his arms folded behind his back.

"Hello, Keira....' he said softly, with a hint of fondness in his voice. " Please excuse my intrusion...."

Kei turned back around once she was done fuming at the 'uncle' and froze, eyes going from flaming to freezing. She didn't know for sure if it was fear that made her go cold, but then agian, as her own dad had said, she didn't really get emotions. Still, she stood still, looking at Deathstroke with the owly eyes she had been given that hardly ever blinked as it was. She opened her mouth a little to speak, now angry that she had wasted her dagger. Naturally, it was keira, so the first thought to bloom from the situation was "....How does everyone know my name?"

Deathstroke chuckled at her question, as if it was extremely silly and as if she should know the answer. "Ah.....well, let's just say your father and I have a...unique aqquaintance with each other....we used to be "in the business" together...before Batman broke it up...." the masked man said, in a rather non-chalant tone of voice. He tilted his head to the side. " But, then again, I guess I shouldn't expect you to not know this, being Crane's famous daughter after all..." Deathstroke paid no attention to Joker at all, it would seem the mercenary had no fear of the man, nor did he consider the Joker a threat what-so-ever....