Burnside, New Jersey
February 4, 2017
11:09 PM
His hands were cold, her. Her hands were cold. Snow fell around the blue haired girl in heaps. Her breath visibly white as smoke. The kind her dealer released from his mouth.
"Where's the rest?" The dealer asked. She shivered. She didn't have it. This was all she had left. Since her old dealer was arrested or killed she didn't know what happened. Anyways, since whatever happened happened, he, she, kept looking for a new dealer. See not too many people know where to find estrogen. Or were willing to give her any for a good price. Her spine froze, she spent the last of her money on the bus ticket that took her out of Gotham. She forgot the price she needed to give this guy. Needless to say, he wasn't too happy.
"Listen, I couldn't make it to Burnside without using it, I, I uh, spent it on a bus ticket." She said. He sighed.
"Harrison," She cut him off.
"Harper, I told you I go by Harper," She said. He then grappled her by her jacket. Brought her close and spit in her face. His breath smelled like garlic and onions hot and seething on her face.
"Listen shemale, I don't give a fuck what you think your name is, you're not 'Harper' till you have a vage," He spat, "And you won't have one without these, so I ask what are you going to do to get the hormones if you don't have my money you little hermaphrodite!"
Hold in the tears Harper. She thought to her self. She sighed. Time to slut it up I guess.
"Anything.'' Harper said, biting her lip seductively in as feminine a voice she could muster. He grinned, letting go of her jacket and grabbing on his belt. Suddenly the streetlight outside the alley flickered. He turned around to see the shadow of a girl, her cape blowing in the wind. He looked up to see her black silhouette with a red stream of hair flowing in the snowy wind. He pulled out his gun, then the light flickered again and the girl disappeared. Frightened her stuttered and turned around when he heard a rattle on the fire escape.
He shot a few bullets in that direction. Harper took it as he que to grab the estrogen out of his pocket and run like hell. She made it to the edge of the alleyway when the gun went off. She turned around to see the woman standing between her and the dealer, he was in shock. He dropped the gun. Sirens were heard. The woman dropped onto her back. Her green eyes shut, and a hand over her waist. The dealer ran out the other side of the alley. Harper ran to the woman.
Shit. Shit. Shit. She thought, she pulled out her phone and shone the flashlight over her. Over Batgirl!? She didn't have time to run, help or even scream when the cops arrived at the scene.
"On the ground! Now!" She fell to her knees hands behind her head, as the cop grabbed her wrist forcefully placing her hands behind her back. Her hearing faded out as her rights were read to her and the ambulance showed up for the fallen hero of the night. Tears streamed from her face as she was ripped from the ground and thrown in the back of a cruiser.