Who says cartoons are useless?

Helena left Mary's offices, she was surprised to see such a place in this part of town. When Helena got back to the Hold Up, she went and cleaned up the apartment. Helena tested to see if devices in her apartment were bugged. If they were Kate's associate didn't respond. She wondered what technology she would need to sniff out those bugs. By the time she was finished cleaning, Helena had decided to take Kate up on her offer. She went down to the bar, which was full of patrons. Ever since the Saint cancelled the curfew to hunt down the Huntress, the bar business had been thriving again. The lead bartender called Helena over. "We need someone to cover Tabitha's shift, she got picked up by the militia for something." Helena grabbed a tray and started serving drinks. Her watch beeped. It was a text from an unknown number. Already looking into Tabitha's case. Don't worry about her. That must be Kate's associate. Whoever it might be. She got another text. Yes, I am Kate's associate. What the hell can she read my mind? She never got a follow-up text from the unknown number.

After the bar closed down, Helena waited for everyone to leave. "Tell Kate I accept." A text appeared on her watch with an address, along with a time.

Helena got on her motorcycle and drove to the address. "Porca puttana! That is one big ass mansion." Her watch beeped with a text. Language. Drive to the front door. Kate will meet you there.

Helena drove up to the front door Kate was waiting, leaning against one of the columns. "Thought you might take longer to decide. Lost 20 on it. Heard about Tabitha. The case is flimsy at best. During normal times, there is no way they would go to trial. But with the militia, who knows? Follow me." Kate led Helena to one of the many secret entrances to the Batcave. "This is the Batcave." She led Helena over to her new suit. "This is yours. It's bulletproof to a point. The mask has a direct line to the Batcave's computers and my associate." Just then, Barbara rolled up. "This is Barbara. When wearing your costume, you are to refer to her as Oracle. I am Batwoman when in costume. You will be Batgirl." Helena didn't care for the name. "It should fit perfectly. I had my cowl take and transmit your measurements, and it interfaced with a machine we use to create suits. Your suit is an old design of mine that I never used. To ensure no one associates Batgirl with Huntress, you can't use your bow or crossbow. You will need to use the standard tech like I do. I noticed you also had a pistol. You can only use rubber bullets while in this suit. This team does not kill. We incapacitate and leave them for the authorities so they can be arrested and tried." Helena saw Orime. "What about her?" Pointing to Orime. "She's not a member of this team. We figured it was best to keep her close and coordinate her efforts with ours."

Harley Quinn smacked Helena on the ass. "Who's the fish?" Helena turned around to punch the person who slapped her on the ass. Kate grabbed her arm to stop her. "Harley, this is Helena. She is Batgirl." Harley licked her lips and did the call me sign. "You're working with Harley Quinn?!" Kate sighed heavily. "Orime wants Poison Ivy around for some plan to feed the citizens. Ivy and Quinn come as a package deal. They are dating. They are apparently in an open relationship." Kate picked up the Batgirl mask. Put it on. It has a little surprise to make it even harder to figure out Batgirl and Huntress are the same person."

Helena put on the mask. Once it was on the nanites in the mask spread to her hair, changing it from dark brown to blonde and extending the length to just below her shoulders. Kate then held up a mirror. "My hair!" Kate set the mirror down. "The nanites in the mask spread to your hair and changed it. Your hair will stay that way until the bounty on your head is removed." Kate liked the way Helena looked as a blonde. "If you want a different color, let Barbara know before the first time you go out as Batgirl." Helena took off the mask and picked up the mirror. "Not bad, never pictured myself as a blonde before."

Orime was at the computer coordinating with Poison Ivy. "Dr. Isley, the militia is nowhere near your location at the moment. Feel free to commence demolition if you are sure there is no one inside." Orime turned when Helena screamed about her hair. She then saw Helena checking it out. Orime turned her microphone off for the moment and yelled to them. "Glad you like it, that was my idea. Got the idea from some cartoon from the 90s." She turned back to the computer. "Militia forces have been alerted to the demolition and are on their way. Due to traffic in the area, they will be five minutes longer than usual. Go hide in the sewers in four minutes. Once they are clear, I will alert you, and you can begin clearing the debris."