Captain Cold:
"Thanks for the elevator passcodes and your IDs," I say, knocking out the mind-control guard. "We'll put them to use. Come on. Let's get what we need and then get the hell out of here. I don't about you, but I've already hated this stupid building."
"And you're not even from here," Harleen jokes, swiping the ID card as the four of us enter the elevator. The panel on the wall lightens up, I push the button for floor 67 and floor 71.
"From what the guy said," I start, raising my cold gun. "Information about the betas is on the 67th floor. Stuff like how they're built, the frequency being used, any extra features Superman may have added, blab, blab, blab. Meanwhile, on the 71st floor are blueprints and layouts to the beta manufacturing plants."
"How could he possibly know any of that," Ivy asks.
"I do not care, nor do I really fucking want to," I answer, the elevator reaching our floor. Stopping and dinging on the 67th floor, I grab Ivy by her arm and pull her out.
"See you two later," I say, the doors closing and dinging away. Entering a narrow hallway, with empty glass offices all around us, I stop and look around.
"Where the hell is everyone," I ask, turning my head all over but only seeing Ivy. "Isn't me, or should there be a bunch of guards and/or betas here?"
"It's not just you," Ivy replies, now also turning her head. "This floor is a ghost town. There's no one here."
"Oh well, easy for us. Where the hell are those files?"
Picking a direction and hoping for the best, we speed walk down it.
"Any chance you know which way is which," Ivy asks after picking another direction and hoping for the best.
"No clue," I answer, "As Harleen said, I'm not from here. You?"
"I've never been here before. Never really a reason to."
"What, there wasn't a potted plant someone forgot to water?"
"Don't even joke about that."
"Too late Hippie."
Stopping when I see a bunch of filing cabinets, I kick down the door and walk right in.
"Filing cabinets," Ivy says, walking in behind me. "This can't be right. Who still uses filing cabinets?"
"Apparently, Superman. Stop asking questions and start searching."
Grabbing a handle and pulling it, the drawer didn't open. Realizing it must be locked, I step back and freeze the drawer. Slamming it open, I grab the inside and pull it out, causing some folders to fall out. I grab some and look through.
"What the hell," I say, seeing only blank papers. "It's blank. There's nothing here."
"What," Ivy says, walking up from behind and also seeing the blank paper.
Tossing sheets after sheets to the floor, we look at each other.
"Oh boy," I say, seeing a shadow move behind Ivy's head. "Get out of the way!"
Grabbing and tossing Ivy aside, I fire my cold gun.
Catwoman:
"Watch out," I say, pushing Harleen out of the way and getting behind a corner myself just in time to dodge Clayface's reach. His muddy hand flying right past us, I peek around the corner to see Clayface pull back his hand and change it into a spiked flail.
Glowing purple and covered in wires, I look at Harleen as she pulls out her guns.
"You know," I yell, "I get the feeling those won't do a whole lot."
"Maybe," she replies, "But it's not like you have a lot of options yourself."
My robot cat snarling at her, I gently pat its metal head.
"Maybe we can help," a voice says, the fire sprinkles turning on and Clayface beginning to melt. Screaming and trying to grab something as he falls to the ground, the water is washing him away.
"You're welcome," another voice says. "By the way, you two need to move fast. According to our computer, Clayface isn't the only regime in the building."
"Okay," I say, looking around but only seeing a melted Clayface and a confused Harleen. "Who the hell are you? Where the hell are you?"
"My name is Higgin," Higgin replies, "Anthony Higgin, but I'm guessing I should have used some sort of codename. Nevermind. Listen, I'm a friend, kind of, with the guy in sunglasses. Actually, I'm currently more of a hostage than a friend. The point is, he asked me to help you guys out while he does his thing."
"Help us out," Harleen replies. "How?"
"I'm a hacker. I hacked into the Wayne Tower security system when you all entered. Your excell-suit- thingie-something, also acts as a transmitter, hacking as long as you stay in the building, I can stay hack."
"Really," Harleen asks. "Damn. Don't suppose I can watch videos of cats on these?"
"Possibly, but can we please figure that out later. You have company incoming."
"What are you talking about? Besides Clayface and the guards below, we haven't seen anyone else."
"That's because everyone is coming from the outside. A silent alarm was tripped and everyone was alerted!"
"Silent alarm? No way, we knocked out the guards and destroyed the betas."
"And yet here I am, melting Clayface away. Listen, I can see you two through the cameras, and I know which way the blueprints and layout to the beta plants are. Do exactly as I say, and I will get you there with as little resistance as possible. Got it?"
"First some guy in a pair of sunglasses appeared out of nowhere and start sending us on suicide missions," Harleen says, "And now some hacker is spying on us and guiding us through Wayne Tower. Sheesh, where are these annoying sons of bitches coming from?"
"You know I can hear you, right? And I'm at least 90 percent sure the man in sunglasses can also hear you."
"Lead the way Higgin," I say, hitting Harleen in her head.
"Thank you, Selina. Okay, first thing first, go down the hallway, past Clayface. Take the third right, and then stop."
Doing as Higgin says, we rush past Clayface as he tries to pull himself together. Taking the third right and then stopping, we see a small squad of betas walk right past us. Their blood-red eyes looking around, we duck behind a wall and manage to avoid their sight. Walking away, Higgin tells us to run down the hallway they just came from.
"I saw some filing cabinets while we were running," Harleen says, looking back. "The stuff we need isn't in those."
"Those filing cabinets are traps," Higgin replies. "They're all equipped with sensors that will activate alarms once pulled out. The real information is kept in these massive computers hidden on the floor. Hold up, according to this, you and Harleen should be coming up to a massive steel door."
"Uh, yeah Higgin," Harleen says, "It's kind of hard to miss."
Stopping when we see a massive steel vault door, the thing looks completely out of place compared to everything else here.
"The thing is a sore thumb," I say, walking up and putting my hand on it. Noticing a keypad next to it, I place my hand on it.
"Thank you," Higgin says, the wires in my suit coming to life. The wires glowing bright-blue, they move from my suit onto the keypad, covering the whole thing in seconds. The screen on the keypad turns from dark-green to light, the vault on the door turns itself before opening.
Harleen rushes to grab the door, something happens and it swings open, hitting and knocking Harleen back.
"Harleen," I say, turning to see Cyborg standing in the vault, his arm cannon smoking.
"You two are going to regret ever walking in here," Cyborg says, aiming his arm cannon at me.