Ah... New chapter. So, what the hell was up with Season Two? xD
/Nightwing is hot
/whoops did I say that out loud
The next night I went out, I sorta kinda ran into Batman. I think he did it on purpose.
I had taken my mask out of a potted plant with a false bottom on someone's abandoned fire escape, and hooked to the ground all Robin-like.
It was becoming routine for me, and I wasn't sure if I liked that or not.
I mean on one hand, whoo-hoo(!), I was a regular vigilante.
On the other, I went out frequently, and people were starting to know me.
I was usually 'that mask girl' or 'that skin girl'. Needless to say, neither of those really took my fancy. I was seriously contemplating calling myself 'Awesome Girl' and just be done with it.
But, y'know, that sounded really stupid.
Anyway, I was seeing a drug deal go on, and naturally wanted to destroy the people letting others destroy their lives with drugs.
But just as I was about to stop it, Batman swooped in and saved the day.
He knocked both of them out, took the drugs and carefully dropped them in a bag (evidence?) and scrutinized my face.
I had the desire to run away, far from this intimidating figure.
"You shouldn't be out here."
"Where?" I asked. "Here, as in 'Don't be in this area; it's private property' or out, beating up gangs?"
"The last one."
I shrugged.
"I like helping people. It makes me happy." Truly, it did. I no longer went out for the sole purpose of the Team, but the satisfaction that I did something good made me feel better.
I'm not entirely sure what happened after that. I remember seeing a flash of red, and I think yellow and waking up in the hospital.
Meanwhile, with Batman, Robin and Kid Flash had literally just come bursting into the alley he was in... And knocking out the girl he was about to ask about joining the team.
"Ah! Who's this? Did we kill her?" Kid Flash pressed his two fingers to her wrist and attempted to look for a pulse, but this purple stuff shot out of her skin and slapped him.
"Ouch! Guess not..."
"Batman, who's this?" Robin asked. As if he didn't just knock me down and give me a concussion. Actually, he just gave me a big bruise, but whatever.
"A vigilante."
"...Oh."
"Should we take her to the hospital?"
"Yes. And after you apologize for knocking this person out, you can leave, Kid Flash." Cue Batglare.
"Oh." He looked sheepish. "Rob and I wanted to know if you had any missions for us?" He said it like a question.
Batglare times two.
"Guess not..."
Robin already had the girl in his arms. "Let's get her to the hospital, KF. You hit her so fast; I think she's got a concussion."
He carefully peeled off her mask; it was hooked around both ears and her neck. He didn't exactly want a repeat of what happened.
The face looked vaguely familiar, but he didn't recognize it.
Why was Batman interested in this girl?
Oh, he definitely was, Robin had seen it on his face... A split second before KF crashed into her.
I woke up to... white. White, white, white.
What.
Was I in a hospital?
I wasn't the biggest fan of hospitals, especially IVs. Really just the thought of unknown things going directly into the bloodstream.
Seriously. Any one of the nurses can just pop some poison in an IV and leave a patient to die.
This was Gotham, I'd believe it.
I heard whispering outside.
"Is she awake?"
"I think so. Bats is gonna kill you if you don't apologize."
Bats? As in, Batman?
Wait. Batman...
I was talking to him, wasn't I?
Yeah.
And... What happened after that?
Someone walked in.
"Uh... hi." It was Kid Flash. My eyes widened, and I realized that, yes, Kid Flash was in my hospital room. My mask was not on my face, and the last thing I remembered was with my mask on...
God damn it all. He probably knew my identity, too.
"Hi?" I wasn't exactly sure why he was in here... Or why I needed his apology. "Where am I? Hospital? If I am, why?" I questioned.
"Uh. R-Rob? A little help here?"
My eyes narrowed, and I stopped myself from saying quite a few nasty curse words.
He walked in and I realized that this was most definitely not a dream. Possibility removed.
"Where. Am. I? One question, please answer."
"Gotham Hospital." Robin replied smoothly.
"Oh, Jesus. What's wrong with me, then?"
"KF knocked you out."
I raised my eyebrow, as if I had never heard the nickname before.
"KF?"
"Kid Stupid over there."
"Hey! Right here, you know!"
"Yeah, I noticed, what with him saying that and all. Second question. Why are you here?"
"To apologize for... um, knocking you out."
How long was I out for?
I voiced that concern.
"Only about forty-five minutes, don't worry."
"Oh. Your apology is accepted, by the way. Uh, am I allowed to get up? Go home?"
Kid Flash spoke up. "Batman wants to talk to you. Good luck."
I groaned. "I am very, very scared."
I don't really want to say the details of everything Batman talked to me about.
First off, the Batman is a very, very scary person. I try and block out everything but the important parts of his lectures.
For example, this time, it was that it was dangerous to try and fight crime without proper training or a partner. Also, there was an opening on a small team of superheroes, if I wanted to join.
I assumed he was talking about the team.
"It sounds like a good idea," I had said, "And other people could probably help me get better. So, yeah, maybe."
Batman nodded and said he would arrange the rest of this when I wasn't in a hospital bed.
It occurred to me that I was in nothing more than a white and blue smock.
Or, that's really what I thought of hospital gowns anyway.
"Um..." I said to the nurse in my room, "Where are my clothes?"
She pointed to a bag next to my bed.
"Right there, honey."
"Thank you."
I was allowed to leave, and I had asked earlier.
The bys walked out of the room and closed the door while I got changed.
A black tee shirt and shorts weren't really that conspicuous, hopefully.
I was worried, to say the least, that my mask was not in the bag of clothes.
Walking out with KF, who still looked really guilty, I was happy.
But, not because of KF being guilty. That's just kind of mean.
I was joining the Team.
I finished my goal.
Then came the sinking feeling of, 'What do I do now?'
What wasI supposed to do?
I already had straight A's.
I was… getting better in my various extracurriculars, of which computer hacking was one.
(But mostly I just learned how to get around blocked sites in my school.)
Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, and DeviantART weren't uncommon places to find me.
But seriously, what kind of a school blocks art?
Maybe I could do art!
I had heard that it helped with patience, and how you notice things...
Yes, I would take up art.
Uh, yeah, Abby's a Tsundere. I won't deny it.
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