"I'm... a bunny lady?"
Tim's eyes fell to his (or rather her) body. She could barely see passed her hefty bust, but she was able to make out her overly muscular thighs and rabbit shaped feet. Her tone was strong, yet feminine. What she didn't realize was she wasn't speaking English at all, but fluent Japanese.
Curiously, she ran her gloved hands through her long ivory hair which cascaded down her toned, curvaceous form. She sported a white leotard style costume with violet trim and a golden crescent shape on her chest. She looked over her shoulder to see her athletic ass and was greeted by her white bunny tail.
Many questions ran through Tim's inquisitive mind. Why was he suddenly a she? Why a rabbit girl? She Riddler's last words before setting off his contraption. He sarcastically said something about hoping she liked anime. She was a fan of the genre, sure, but she hadn't kept up with modern hits. If Tim's theory was correct, she was either in a trance, hooked up to some form of mind control or simulation tech, or she had truly been transported into the world of an anime. She silently cursed herself for not having watched whatever it was she was trapped in.
How was she going to get home?
"Someone help me!"
A voice echoed from an alley down below.
Regardless of her situation, she couldn't ignore a cry for help.
Tim sprang into action, greatly overshooting her jump. She flailed her arms desperately in the air as panic began to set in. She underestimated the raw power her new legs possessed. Having powers was alien to her to begin with, after all. Bruce didn't have any and most of the bat family didn't and trained to compensate for it with gadgets, stealth, and hand-to-hand prowess.
"Shut up! None of the pro heroes are gonna come save you!"
A masked thug held an innocent man at gunpoint.
CRASH!
The bunny woman thudded ungracefully into the alley.
"Ugh... how am I not dead from that fall..?"
Tim asked herself aloud, rubbing her head. She regained her bearings, the criminal's eyes widening when he spotted her.
"It's... it's Mirko! The number five hero!"
"Mirko..?"
Tim coiled a brow. Was that this woman's name?
"H-hey! You stay back, ya hear! I'll shoot him dead!"
"Okay... let's just take it easy."
Tim held her hands up. She'd been in this exact situation before, just not as a rabbit chick. Overshooting her jump confirmed her true power rested in her legs. If she was going to take this guy down, she needed to be fast. No batarangs or smoke pellets were going to bail her out of this one.
"Mirko's" eyes narrowed, her thighs flexing. In an instant, she had closed the distance. Her foot slammed her opponent's hands to the side.
BANG!
A bullet rang out, ricocheting throughout the alley. The bystander ducked in fear.
Tim continued to whale on the criminal, using her legs primarily. Though she wasn't used to holding this power, fighting in such a manner only felt natural. She disposed of him in seconds.
"You're safe now. Call the police."
She assured the citizen.
"Thanks, Mirko! You might be number five on the list but you're number one to me!"
"Number five..?"
"The top five hero in the world..? That's you. Come on, you know your ranking, right?"
Tim furrowed her brows. She was in the body of the world's top five superhero. That was quite the promotion from being Red Robin, the forgettable member of the Bat Family.
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