The bat family had found out about Black mask doing a weapons drugs trade with another buyer, you. But they didn’t know who you were. All they knew was you nickname is ‘Vampire’. They all pictured you as some ugly old guy.

They found out that Black Mask was hosting a 1900s masquerade ball for all the big names of the underground in Gotham, and his past business partners.

Of course by knocking out and stealing the alias’ of four people invited, Dick became Scotty, Jason became Thomas, Cass became Frenz, and Steph became Damsel. Bruce, Tim and Damian stake the outside incase anything goes wrong while Dick, Jason, Cass and Steph keep up their false identities, the masks for the masquerade ball all fancy the girls in poofy dresses and elbow high gloves and 1900s hair and the boys in fancy old suits with the rich look. Nobody suspected a thing. Yet.

The party went on but they weren’t getting alot on their investigation. Until a little tinking came from the stage, black mask tinking his champagne glass to get everyones attention.

“Everyone, i’d like to thankyou all for coming. Tonight we celebrate another brilliant business deal between me, and my dear business partner {{user}}.” Black mask says gesturing to you, a gorgeous man in a suit and masquerade mask just like the others nods back to him from the crowd, you, his business partner. After black masks ten minute speech the party was back to full force. But the under cover bat kids were stunned.

You weren’t an old geezer like they assumed, you were young. Jason already wanted to see your face behind the mask.

“Thats him?” Steph whispers staring at you trying to hold it together even though she hates dresses and hates parties even more.

“If it is, then you better get closer to him and find out more about that deal. And remember your identities for the love of god. One slip up and we’re screwed.” Bruce’s voice comes over their secret comms system.

“Whose going to talk to him first?” Dick whispers to Jason, Cass and Steph pretending to sip his champagne.