The Predator: The Prequel
Disclaimer: Birds of Prey belong to DC Comics and the WB Network. I own nothing from them. I just own Liz Barry/Predator and Jargon.
A/N: I'm doing this to fully get out of my writers block, because whenever I do fanfics with my own characters, I get full of ideas that keep me going. Also this is a back story of my character that will soon lead up to the first Predator fanfic.
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On a dark night in the city of New Gotham, a fifteen year old female stands on top of a building, she looks down below. She watches the people heading home to go to bed or watch the late night show.
Her short black hair moves freely by the gust of wind and the moonlight lits her black raven eye color. The teenager looks at the full moon and while doing that she thinks to herself. 'Three years ago, I escaped from the dreaded place of Quion, my brutal nightmare, after escaping from the horrified place I did something dark and evil. Something I would never expect, a trance, so dark, it nearly destroyed me, as in making me a monster I never wanted to be anymore. Then a year later, I decide to see my aunt, Saline Kyle. How I remember her since I was brainwashed by the place? Her feline scent, it smelt like family. Sadly on my way to see her along with my cousin, about the same age as me, was crying helplessly. What I found out she was murdered in cold blood and that rip me apart. That's why I'm in the dark side and still running away from Quion.'
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"Yo!" shouted a young teenage male, as he runs up to the teenage female, who was standing on top of the building last night. "Where were you last?"
"I was thinking," she drinks a bottle of beer that she steals from Joe's Liquor Store. "Plus at least I came home at 1am. So no big deal." She hands him the beer and he takes a sip. "Plus Jargon, if the cops ever came after me, I will seriously cream them."
"True that, Liz, but you gotta be careful, I don't want you to be caught."
"I put that in mind," she winks at him, "Hey, tell Roxy that I will be at the warehouse later. I got errands to do and places to go." She walks away from him and exits the apartment building.
Liz walks down the busy streets of New Gotham, on a hot summer afternoon. She is walking in the bad part of the city. The teenager spots a young man getting beaten up by few local thugs. The feline Metahuman studies the young male hard and her pupil dilates, she is looking at them up close. That's her ability to have camera-like eyesight. Her pupil went smaller and she frowns at the thugs. She goes over to them. "Hey!" She gives him a shove. "Leave my friend alone!"
The young male squeals, "Thanks Liz, you're the best," he blocks himself from getting kicked or punched by them.
The Spanish thug who got pushed by the teenage girl, smiled. "So little Rufus thinks you're the best? So me what you got!" He steps away from Rufus and waits what she is going to do, unexpectedly he has no clue she is a feline Metahuman and the niece of Catwoman.
Liz cracks her neck and grins evilly. Her eyes changes into cat-like eyes. "Meow...." She studies him for a few seconds and she flash-like speeds over to him and kicks him in the stomach, he went to grab his stomach, since it feels like he got stabbed and she grabs him and throws him to his buddies. He crashes onto the other Spanish thug. "Boys will never learn..." she goes over to the two thugs. "You beat my friend and I'm going to counterstrike that back onto your sorry little ass."
Rufus tries to get up, but couldn't. He is even having a hard time to sit up. "Liz!" She turns her head and notices he isn't looking so good. "I need to go to the hospital..." Tears rolls down his eyes as he reaches down his stomach and touches something wet on his shirt, he looks down and his hands is covered with blood.
Liz goes over to Rufus side, kneeling beside him, "Hey, things are going to be okay." On the corner of her eyes she notices the two is getting up. She rolls her eyes and made a wired fence unbuckle itself from the ground and she uses her telekinesis to trap them. "I'm going to take you to the doctors....don't give up..." She realizes he is doing pretty bad and her eyes changes to cat-like eyes. Within minutes he stops moving, he's dead. She slowly drops his head onto the sidewalk and she stands back up.
She looks at the thugs and they look at her too. "You murdered my friend!!" Both of them look scared as they notice bright pink aura covers her body and then enters her eyes, causing her eyes to turn into solid black. She lifts up her hands and purple light emits out of it, as it becomes a shroud to her hands. "Prepare to engage!" Behind her a car lifts off the ground and she made it high enough in the air.
"Please don't kill us! We will be your slaves!"
"Never!" she screamed as she throws her hands down, causing the vehicle to slam down onto the two thugs. After seconds later, she gets out of her trance and she turns around and gently picks up Rufus. She heads back to the apartment, to deliver bad news.
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"Hey!" said Jargon, sitting on the couch, reading 'Gotham World Weekly' a daily tabloid. He looks up and notices Rufus is in her arms. "What happen, is he?" He slowly gets off the couch and goes over to him.
"The Flamers murdered him. Call Roxy that the meeting is off." She places the dead body onto floor.
The other people who is in the same room looks at the body and tears rolls down their eyes. They are silently grieving and few of them, their eyes starts to glow bright red. The ones that their eyes are turning bright red, they are Metahumans and the rest of the people in the apartment are human.
"Kevin," said Liz quietly.
Kevin, a blonde haired male goes over to her. "Yes?" In a sadden tone. He is wearing black boots, blue jeans, and black long sleeve shirt.
"Bury Rufus in the backyard." The nineteen year old picks up the body and leaves the room. A single tear rolls down her eyes, watching her friend leaves the room to be buried. "We need to do something about the Flamers, they killed ten of our people and we need to show what we are made of."
They nodded what she said.
Jargon hangs up the call and he looks at Liz. "Roxy still wants us two to be at the meeting. She has something she has to tell you in private. Something you want to hear."
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"Welcome!" said a young woman with purple hair. She looks at Jargon and Liz who is coming into the warehouse, office room. "Take a seat!" They both take a seat. "Now that everyone is here." She smiled and looks at each of the eleven other people who are in the room, seated, as well. "Our goal is to rob the museum, were going to do diamond hunting. Well, one of us is going to. So who wants this job?"
No one raised their hands and each looked at each other if they are going to do this mission or not.
Liz stands up from her seat, "I will, because I sense each of these people are lack of skill of hacking, martial arts ranging from any kind of kung- fu." She smiled. "No offense, I'm good in kind of stuff, for almost three years."
"Excellent!" she clapped her hands and looks at her. "Your such a trooper. You shall begin tonight. Oh by the way if you get caught by this newly crime fighter, who calls herself, Huntress, and get rid of her."
"Don't worry, I will..."
"Good good! Now I can tell you something in privately. And the rest of you, go back wherever you previously came from." The purple haired lady gets out of her seat and walks into the back room and waits for the teenage Metahuman.
Liz whispers something in Jargon's ear. "I will come to see you before I depart." He smiled and she walks away him, and then enters the back room. She closes the door and waits what Roxy has to say.
"Liz, I have disturbing and pleasant stuff is going to happen in the future," in a serious tone. "In a couple more years when you're eighteen, you will reach a major dark side of you. Along the way, you become a crime fighter...."
"Crime fighter eh? That won't happen," she starts to giggle silently.
"At that age you will have a daughter, Jewel, you put the poor child in adoption. You can't handle taking care of a child, you had no attention to get pregnant, because you were in heat at the time."
"So what are you? A seer?" She looks a bit spooked at the moment.
"Quite frankly, yes. Then few months later you join New Gotham PD. You're a sectaray to Jesse Reese, a detective. A couple days later you went out with him and before you enter your feline side effect, you had a to dump him." She pauses for a few seconds as she is getting more reading from the troubled teenager. "Then a few years later at age twenty-two you meet your cousin, who is, disturbingly Helena Kyle." She slowly thought to herself, 'Who is Huntress, I can't mention who she is or it will change history.' She smiles at her. "Little by little each day, you discovered something hidden inside of you."
"What is it?"
"I don't know, everything is blank, like something is going to happen in the future. Like you are meant to change it and fix the world of brokenness." She looks around. "I can't get anymore reading, beyond that."
"Thanks. I have to head home, Jargon is expecting me and don't worry, I will kick Huntress ass." She smiled kind of evilly, due to she is freaked out what Roxy, the Metahuman seer, just told her."
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A/N: Huntress will be in the next chapter and beyond.
Disclaimer: Birds of Prey belong to DC Comics and the WB Network. I own nothing from them. I just own Liz Barry/Predator and Jargon.
A/N: I'm doing this to fully get out of my writers block, because whenever I do fanfics with my own characters, I get full of ideas that keep me going. Also this is a back story of my character that will soon lead up to the first Predator fanfic.
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On a dark night in the city of New Gotham, a fifteen year old female stands on top of a building, she looks down below. She watches the people heading home to go to bed or watch the late night show.
Her short black hair moves freely by the gust of wind and the moonlight lits her black raven eye color. The teenager looks at the full moon and while doing that she thinks to herself. 'Three years ago, I escaped from the dreaded place of Quion, my brutal nightmare, after escaping from the horrified place I did something dark and evil. Something I would never expect, a trance, so dark, it nearly destroyed me, as in making me a monster I never wanted to be anymore. Then a year later, I decide to see my aunt, Saline Kyle. How I remember her since I was brainwashed by the place? Her feline scent, it smelt like family. Sadly on my way to see her along with my cousin, about the same age as me, was crying helplessly. What I found out she was murdered in cold blood and that rip me apart. That's why I'm in the dark side and still running away from Quion.'
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"Yo!" shouted a young teenage male, as he runs up to the teenage female, who was standing on top of the building last night. "Where were you last?"
"I was thinking," she drinks a bottle of beer that she steals from Joe's Liquor Store. "Plus at least I came home at 1am. So no big deal." She hands him the beer and he takes a sip. "Plus Jargon, if the cops ever came after me, I will seriously cream them."
"True that, Liz, but you gotta be careful, I don't want you to be caught."
"I put that in mind," she winks at him, "Hey, tell Roxy that I will be at the warehouse later. I got errands to do and places to go." She walks away from him and exits the apartment building.
Liz walks down the busy streets of New Gotham, on a hot summer afternoon. She is walking in the bad part of the city. The teenager spots a young man getting beaten up by few local thugs. The feline Metahuman studies the young male hard and her pupil dilates, she is looking at them up close. That's her ability to have camera-like eyesight. Her pupil went smaller and she frowns at the thugs. She goes over to them. "Hey!" She gives him a shove. "Leave my friend alone!"
The young male squeals, "Thanks Liz, you're the best," he blocks himself from getting kicked or punched by them.
The Spanish thug who got pushed by the teenage girl, smiled. "So little Rufus thinks you're the best? So me what you got!" He steps away from Rufus and waits what she is going to do, unexpectedly he has no clue she is a feline Metahuman and the niece of Catwoman.
Liz cracks her neck and grins evilly. Her eyes changes into cat-like eyes. "Meow...." She studies him for a few seconds and she flash-like speeds over to him and kicks him in the stomach, he went to grab his stomach, since it feels like he got stabbed and she grabs him and throws him to his buddies. He crashes onto the other Spanish thug. "Boys will never learn..." she goes over to the two thugs. "You beat my friend and I'm going to counterstrike that back onto your sorry little ass."
Rufus tries to get up, but couldn't. He is even having a hard time to sit up. "Liz!" She turns her head and notices he isn't looking so good. "I need to go to the hospital..." Tears rolls down his eyes as he reaches down his stomach and touches something wet on his shirt, he looks down and his hands is covered with blood.
Liz goes over to Rufus side, kneeling beside him, "Hey, things are going to be okay." On the corner of her eyes she notices the two is getting up. She rolls her eyes and made a wired fence unbuckle itself from the ground and she uses her telekinesis to trap them. "I'm going to take you to the doctors....don't give up..." She realizes he is doing pretty bad and her eyes changes to cat-like eyes. Within minutes he stops moving, he's dead. She slowly drops his head onto the sidewalk and she stands back up.
She looks at the thugs and they look at her too. "You murdered my friend!!" Both of them look scared as they notice bright pink aura covers her body and then enters her eyes, causing her eyes to turn into solid black. She lifts up her hands and purple light emits out of it, as it becomes a shroud to her hands. "Prepare to engage!" Behind her a car lifts off the ground and she made it high enough in the air.
"Please don't kill us! We will be your slaves!"
"Never!" she screamed as she throws her hands down, causing the vehicle to slam down onto the two thugs. After seconds later, she gets out of her trance and she turns around and gently picks up Rufus. She heads back to the apartment, to deliver bad news.
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"Hey!" said Jargon, sitting on the couch, reading 'Gotham World Weekly' a daily tabloid. He looks up and notices Rufus is in her arms. "What happen, is he?" He slowly gets off the couch and goes over to him.
"The Flamers murdered him. Call Roxy that the meeting is off." She places the dead body onto floor.
The other people who is in the same room looks at the body and tears rolls down their eyes. They are silently grieving and few of them, their eyes starts to glow bright red. The ones that their eyes are turning bright red, they are Metahumans and the rest of the people in the apartment are human.
"Kevin," said Liz quietly.
Kevin, a blonde haired male goes over to her. "Yes?" In a sadden tone. He is wearing black boots, blue jeans, and black long sleeve shirt.
"Bury Rufus in the backyard." The nineteen year old picks up the body and leaves the room. A single tear rolls down her eyes, watching her friend leaves the room to be buried. "We need to do something about the Flamers, they killed ten of our people and we need to show what we are made of."
They nodded what she said.
Jargon hangs up the call and he looks at Liz. "Roxy still wants us two to be at the meeting. She has something she has to tell you in private. Something you want to hear."
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"Welcome!" said a young woman with purple hair. She looks at Jargon and Liz who is coming into the warehouse, office room. "Take a seat!" They both take a seat. "Now that everyone is here." She smiled and looks at each of the eleven other people who are in the room, seated, as well. "Our goal is to rob the museum, were going to do diamond hunting. Well, one of us is going to. So who wants this job?"
No one raised their hands and each looked at each other if they are going to do this mission or not.
Liz stands up from her seat, "I will, because I sense each of these people are lack of skill of hacking, martial arts ranging from any kind of kung- fu." She smiled. "No offense, I'm good in kind of stuff, for almost three years."
"Excellent!" she clapped her hands and looks at her. "Your such a trooper. You shall begin tonight. Oh by the way if you get caught by this newly crime fighter, who calls herself, Huntress, and get rid of her."
"Don't worry, I will..."
"Good good! Now I can tell you something in privately. And the rest of you, go back wherever you previously came from." The purple haired lady gets out of her seat and walks into the back room and waits for the teenage Metahuman.
Liz whispers something in Jargon's ear. "I will come to see you before I depart." He smiled and she walks away him, and then enters the back room. She closes the door and waits what Roxy has to say.
"Liz, I have disturbing and pleasant stuff is going to happen in the future," in a serious tone. "In a couple more years when you're eighteen, you will reach a major dark side of you. Along the way, you become a crime fighter...."
"Crime fighter eh? That won't happen," she starts to giggle silently.
"At that age you will have a daughter, Jewel, you put the poor child in adoption. You can't handle taking care of a child, you had no attention to get pregnant, because you were in heat at the time."
"So what are you? A seer?" She looks a bit spooked at the moment.
"Quite frankly, yes. Then few months later you join New Gotham PD. You're a sectaray to Jesse Reese, a detective. A couple days later you went out with him and before you enter your feline side effect, you had a to dump him." She pauses for a few seconds as she is getting more reading from the troubled teenager. "Then a few years later at age twenty-two you meet your cousin, who is, disturbingly Helena Kyle." She slowly thought to herself, 'Who is Huntress, I can't mention who she is or it will change history.' She smiles at her. "Little by little each day, you discovered something hidden inside of you."
"What is it?"
"I don't know, everything is blank, like something is going to happen in the future. Like you are meant to change it and fix the world of brokenness." She looks around. "I can't get anymore reading, beyond that."
"Thanks. I have to head home, Jargon is expecting me and don't worry, I will kick Huntress ass." She smiled kind of evilly, due to she is freaked out what Roxy, the Metahuman seer, just told her."
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A/N: Huntress will be in the next chapter and beyond.