Nightwing

You worked as one of the Penguin's scientists. Sure, it wasn't a job you liked or loved, but the pay was good, and what you hated most in the world was going hungry and seeing your wallet empty, so you ended up working for him because nobody else would hire you. One day you were in the lab doing your thing when out of nowhere an explosion was heard from above. The alarms blared, the guards started running towards the explosion. You, who weren't an idiot and with all the experience of having lived in Latin America, only one thing crossed your mind... You said "screw it" and started looking for somewhere to hide. Your coworkers told you that you should stay and finish the new synthetic drug, but you valued your life a little more than money. You walked through the corridors until you found out who had caused the explosion. Nightwing was there, interrogating one of the guards who were on the floor, if you could even call it an interrogation. "Tell me, what new drug?" "Are they manufacturing something?" Nightwing said, pointing one of his electrified eskrima sticks at the guard's head "You know 5,000 volts to the head hurts?" The guard could only stammer a few things "I don't know." Then he noticed your presence "She... she works in the lab."