It is a dark, misty night on the outskirts of Gotham City when a slender brunette female, adorned in a long sweeping white coat and carrying a large metallic lunch box which appears to be quite heavy, meekly slithers toward a high security checkpoint outside of a weapons development lab. The two large armed men guarding the entrance, not recognising the woman, kindly suggest that she show them her identification before they can allow her to walk any further.
Coincidentally, at this point in time, a pair of black and white screens in a small square security room begin to flicker and fuzz, unbeknown to a tired security guard who is currently snoozing his way through the largest portion of his 12 hour shift. A slather of drool runs down his chin as he snores loudly and dreams of hour glass shaped woman wearing doughnuts, or something to that effect. If he'd been capable of premonition, and had perhaps felt a deep gurgling in his stomach earlier that day, that might have warned him of the terrible proceedings that were soon to occur, perhaps he would have taken the night off and spent it watching his favourite game shows on television with his wife and children. Unfortunately for this blue collar lummox, he had no such luck.
As this stunningly attractive young woman wriggles around searching her pockets, she need go to no more effort than a quick flutter of her eyelashes and a quiet flirtatious giggle to keep the guards distracted as the booth slightly in front of them fills with gas. The sound of a large body hitting the floor is slightly less inconspicuous however, as the two men, taken aback, look ahead of them to feast their eyes on the sinister sight of their friend lying flat on his back with blood seeping from a head wound created through the impact of the concrete hitting his cranium after he'd fallen. In these small few seconds however, the young woman's character had changed completely, as she continues to giggle quietly to herself while pulling two small silenced pistols out of her lunchbox. The two unfortunate security guards barely have time to put their hands on their guns before their brains are decorating her lab coat and long black hair. Pulling the blood through her locks, she manages to get the right side of her hair into it's usual state, though seeing as red was always her favourite colour, Hayley chooses to let the blood stain the other side and pulls her hair into a pair of pigtails. She then kneels down beside the two bodies and pulls a keycard from one of their trouser pockets. Reaching to her feet and shuffling toward the security booth, Hayley then uses the security keycard to open the door, though as she does so, the man on the floor begins to move. The young woman moves back slightly and while biting her nails, pulls a knife from her pocket. As the man wakes up, Heyley bites her lip, grabs the gaurds neck between her thighs, closes her eyes and slits his throat. Reluctantly opening her eyes and wiping the blood on her clothes, Hayley reaches toward the control desk for a button. As she finds it Hayley gets to her feet, takes off her long lab coat to reveal a black catsuit decorated in crimson blood and pushes the button. As she walks through the gate she relinquishes a one of the security guard's guns and grins slightly at the size of her accomplishments so far, knowing that the fun has only just started.