Perhaps the stress of Vicki’s kidnapping and subsequent rescue by someone considered a myth along with news of super powered beings flying around in the sky elsewhere is starting to get at him a bit.  He does not have long to contemplate it however as his quiet evening is interrupted by a voice elsewhere on the roof.

Huntress “I’m glad she’s okay.”

Gordon looks over to his left and sees her, crouched at the corner ledge as if a gargoyle come to life.  He is startled at first and has to resist the temptation to the pull the pistol out of his holster.  She does not move, her blue cape blowing slightly in the wind.  Her face is covered by a unique looking sharp purple mask.

Jim “So you do exist.”

Huntress “I’m Huntress.”

Jim “I thought you were Batgirl.”

Huntress “I’m not Batgirl.  Or Batwoman.”

Jim approaches her cautiously.  Huntress stands, now on the roof with the Commissioner.  They are face to face.

Jim “How many of you are there?”

Huntress “Sadly not enough.  But we are watching, Commissioner.  We may not catch everything, but we will catch what we can.

Her attire appears to be purple and black other than the blue cape with sharp looking cuts at the bottom.

Jim “Why the mask?”

Huntress “Because we choose this fight.”

Jim “That doesn’t answer the questi-”

Huntress “Yes it does.  Commissioner Gordon, you need to know that we are here.  Whatever Miss Vale or anyone else wants to call us, that’s fine.  The point is that Gotham City needs us.  And we’re going to fight for it, just as I know you want to.  I know you can be trusted.”

Jim “Yes…Huntress…I want to clean up this city.  I don’t know how masked vigilantes will help with that.”

Huntress “Then you’ll have to trust us as well.  We need each other.  If Vicki Vale is right…and a war is coming to Gotham City…then your police department won’t be enough to stop it.”

Jim smirks.

Jim “What if Superwoman comes in and handles it?”

Huntress “…No Metropolis girl is going to save this city.  We are.  You need to go home, Commissioner.  You need to rest.”

Jim looks away momentarily, enjoying once again a view of the city.

Jim “That, I do.  But I’ve still got-”

Jim looks over at where Huntress was and discovers that she has disappeared.

Jim “…Question.  The hell?”

Jim looks over the ledge and only sees Gotham City below him.  They are not a myth.  They are not an urban legend.  Vicki Vale was telling the truth, Gordon realizes.  The Caped Crusaders are real.  Just as suddenly, Jim feels a chill in his heart about another truth, that being a war that is upon the people of Gotham City.