The heavy metal of the red painted flare-gun felt as though it was searing into her palms, the night air lit up by the sounds of screams and sirens. The Department had been stretched even thinner than usual as of late and that was ignoring the slew of corrupt officers that she knew walked the halls of the precinct, some of them more blasé about their disloyalty than others, they knew as well as she did that she couldn't fire them, that despite their less than honest morals she still needed the manpower

"Where are you?" She whispered into the night air, she hadn't felt this alone in a long time, life had become easier five years ago when that caped vigilante had appeared, nobody knew anything about the woman under the mask but Dinah couldn't find it in herself to care. The mysterious armoured hero had lessened the burden, a one woman army if you will

Then one night, she was gone, no trace of her in the city, Dinah knew that if she'd been bested then that damned cowl would've been paraded around the city atop a stick like a child's piñata. But what scared her the most was that whoever was behind that mask had abandoned this city, abandoned her, leaving her to sit on the roof of the precinct, waiting for nothing more than an urban legend

Her black hair framed around her face as she hung her head, her crystal eyes unable to keep staring at the sky, awaiting the soaring shadow of a cape overhead. Dinah's mind running back to all the times she'd shot a single flare into the sky and woman was there like a guardian angel "Just one more" She sighed, raising the barrel to the sky and firing up a sparkling flame into the sky, the following empty air cutting her with its chill

"Chief" A gravelled voice called curtly from behind her, she spun to see that familiar silhouette

The only words that leave Dinah's black painted lips were "You came"