Chapter Seven: Bloody Side-kicks
The weekend shot by so fast, that Terry couldn't wait to go back to school...
"Ah, crap! Slept in again!" Terry said shutting off his alarm clock. He got up and quickly got dressed, putting on jeans and a white T-shirt. He grabbed his unfinished homework, book bag, and cell phone. He quickly stopped and stuffed his Batsuit in the bottom of his book bag. He ran into the kitchen and pulled a bagel out if the breadbox sitting on the kitchen counter. He heard the sound of snoring coming from the couch. Rebecca still slept soundly on the couch, through the sound of Terry's alarm clock and his yelling.
"Bec, get up. We're gonna be late for school!" Terry said shaking Rebecca's shoulder. She moaned and turned to her side, cuddling herself in the sheets.
"Annawanna," Rebecca said. Last night was a nightmare. Every mobster you could imagine last night Rebecca, AKA Batgirl, faced last night. The media was busy too, with all the Batgirl sightings, "Sleep good for Becca, school bad..."
"You leave me with no choice," Terry said as he pushed her off the couch, only for her to collide to the floor.
"I sleep here..." Rebecca said dozing off.
"Oh no you aren't!" Terry said, picking up his friend and throwing her on his shoulder. He went into the kitchen and stuck a bagel in her mouth, but Rebecca dropped it because she dozed off again. Terry looked at the fridge/freezer and smiled smug like. He opened the freezer and grabbed an ice cube. He pulled the back of Rebecca's PJ pants and threw the ice cube down there. Rebecca's eyes went wide-eyed and she screamed a high pitched scream.
"I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE!" Rebecca yelled kicking her legs. Terry set the girl down.
"Get dressed know," Terry said with a smile.
"Don't have to tell me twice!" Rebecca said glaring hold the back of her PJ pants and ran to the bathroom. She quickly got dressed and threw the ice cube in the sink.
"REBECCA DRAKE!" Mrs. Peaches yelled slamming her textbook on her desk. Rebecca slept soundly on her desk, not hearing the angered teacher and her pounding. The students in the English classroom laughed, except for Terry, who was trying to get the girl up.
"Rebecca, wake up!" Terry whispered sharply in Rebecca's ear. Rebecca shot up and screamed, "PIE EQUALS 3.14!" The class's laughter restored them falling on the floor and dying of laughter.
"Rebecca, this is not math class, it's English! I don't want you snoozing in my class. Next time I catch you, you get a Saturday school. Do I make myself clear?!" Mrs. Peaches blurted, glaring out of her half moon spectacles.
"Yes ma'am," Rebecca said quietly sinking low into her chair.
"That was so embarrassing!" Rebecca said quickly walking to the lunchroom. Terry, walking fast himself, tried to catch up with her.
"It's ok. I've fell asleep in class tons of times and looked how I turned out," Terry said, making Rebecca stop. She looked over and him strangely and shook her head.
"Heh, I guess that wasn't the best help..." Terry said opening the door to the lunchroom for Rebecca and himself. Terry got into the lunch line while Rebecca sat down at the regular lunch table, her to slam her head on the table.
"Heard about ya dozing off in Peaches' class. Did she do ya in for anything?" Roy asked shoving Oreo's in his mouth. Rebecca looked up at him and shook her head.
"Lucky. When I snooze in her class, I get a Saturday school and in- school detention!" Spikes said sitting his feet up on the table.
"Dude, you fall asleep in her class every day," Joe said, taking off his beanie and fixing his wild brown hair.
"Well, at least you will be able to go to the dance this Saturday," Dana said patting Rebecca on the shoulder.
"Dance?! What dance?!" Rebecca said shooting up straight. The three friends shot back.
"The fall dance. Everybody knows that. They've been putting posters up for about two weeks," Roy said.
"I didn't know that! Who will I go with! What will I wear!" Rebecca said breathing heavy.
"Chill chick before you have a heart attack. It's a dress down dance," Joe said putting his hat back on his head.
"Still! Number one of dances, you always want to impress people on what you're wearing!" Rebecca said sharply.
"Easy Bec! We'll go to the mall after school tomorrow! Don't worry about it!" Dana said with a smile. Terry came back to the table with two trays, one for Rebecca and one for himself. He set one down in front of Rebecca and set the other in front of the empty place in front of her.
"Oh, forgot the ketchup. Be back in a sec," Terry said running over to the topping table. The three friends smiled widely at Rebecca.
"What?" Rebecca said staring at each of them.
"You got him tied around your iddy biddy chicky finger," Spikes said.
"Even when I was going out with him, he never got me lunch," Dana said with a smile.
"I think our Ter-Ter is crushin'!" Roy said.
"Oh, c'mon guys. Terry's been my best friend since we were in diapers. There's no way he could..." Rebecca said looking over at Terry. Was it true? Was he crushing on her? These kind of questions were buzzing around in Rebecca's head.
"Is it also vise versa?" Joe said with a smile. Rebecca glared over at him.
"In your dreams, P. Diddy,"
Midnight. Batgirl jumped from rooftop to rooftop, looking out for mobsters, buglers, etc. She jumped of the rooftop, reaching for the other building. Suddenly, a searchlight shown on the bat dressed girl.
"Crap!" Batgirl yelled as the light shown in her eyes. She missed the building's ledge and started to fall. It was a long drop. From the top of the building, Batgirl knew that if you fell off it, you would probably kill yourself.
"Well I won't have to worry about the dance now. Since one I'm gonna die and two right now I can't see..." Batgirl said trying to get herself out of the light. She reached for a batarang. She tied a rope around it and threw it on the buildings edge. Batgirl hung onto the batarang for dear life, dangling in the air.
"Well, I finally found out how it feels to be in a life or death situation..." Rebecca said spinning around in the spotlight.
"Batgirl! You have been warned! Next time I catch you, you're under arrest!" A woman's voice came from below.
"Won't be seeing me, Chief! I'm probably gonna die in front of your eyes right now! This cord is not strong enough for me to pull myself up on the ledge," Batgirl yelled as she twirled. All the suddenly, she heard the sound of jets.
"Not you! I don't need any help from you!" Batgirl yelled letting go of the batarang. She fell fast, hearing the sounds of cars and taxi's. Suddenly, she was caught in the arms of the person she really didn't want to see... Batman.
"I told you, you pointed ear jerk! I don't need help from you!" Batgirl yelled as the Batman flew away from the spotlight carrying Batgirl.
"I'm sure you do need my help, Batgirl," Batman said flying around a building.
"Trust me, I don't," Batgirl blurted. She clawed Batman's shoulders, making him yell in pain and drop her. She fell into the darkness below her. She pulled out a batarang and another cord, this time the right one. She swung from it and landed on the building top. She looked back at Batman, who was flying to another building. Batman landed on the rooftop and looked back. He held his shoulder, rubbing it from the pain. He then noticed bloodstains of where Batgirl held onto.
"From the batarang..." Batman said as he looked over at the other building, watching Batgirl look at her bleeding hand.
"She's a tough one. Better help her out with that hand," Terry thought. Batgirl looked down at her hand. The batarang that she held onto for dear life cut deeply into her palms.
"Ow, that hurts... Should have just let him take me to a rooftop. Darn, I feel dizzy. There's no way I can get this to stop bleeding without getting away from here," Batgirl said kneeling down. She took off her mask and glove, which the cloth that covered the palms of her hands were cut and torn. Her once fleshed hands bled all over the rooftop. Rebecca heard the sounds of jets. She quickly pulled on her mask with one hand. She looked up at the winged bat.
"Need my help now?" Batman said kneeling down.
"You look like you need some yourself," Batgirl said pointing at Batman's shoulder. He looked over at his wound and waved his hand.
"I've been through worse," Batman said. Batgirl rolled her eyes.
"I bet you have," She mumbled as she looked over Batman's shoulder. Another police search light shown out of no where.
"What about that?" Batgirl asked looking up at the pointed eared superhero. He looked over at it then looked back at Batgirl.
"Do you trust me?" Batman asked picking up the masked girl.
"Right now, I don't know who to trust," Batgirl said holding onto his neck so she wouldn't hurt his shoulder, though it hurt her own hands.
"Well, your gonna have to trust me someday," Batman said jumping off the roof and flying into the night. Batman then quickly pulled out a can of sleeping spray and sprayed it into Batgirl's nose.
"Oh you'll pay... for... th-"Batgirl was about to say, but later knock into a deep sleep. Batman laughed, finally relieved he would have a quiet trip back to the Batcave.
Terry walked into the Batcave's entrance, Batgirl cradled in his arms. There, he saw Bruce perched in his chair on the metal platform in front of his computer.
"Any thing happen tonight?" Bruce asked, his hand on his chin as he read through some threatening e-mails from the Gotham City Police department, AKA threatening e-mails from Commissioner Barbara Gordon.
"No crimes... but..." Terry said setting Batgirl on the floor beside Bruce's chair. He looked on the floor and went wide-eyed.
"How'd you get her here?" Bruce said looking at Terry shocked.
"Sleep gas, it's a wonderful thing," Terry said with a smirk. Bruce looked back down at Batgirl. She almost looked like Barbara, except for the fact that she had black hair instead of red hair. Batgirl began to stir.
"W- where am I?" Batgirl said getting up. She looked down and saw her hands were handcuffed. She looked up at Batman who was standing over her and then at Bruce, who was sitting in his chair.
"You try anything, I'll scream..." She said glaring into Batman's white eyes. He smiled and left her there on the floor. Bruce got up slowly and grabbed his cain.
"Who are you?" Bruce said reaching for Batgirl's mask. She rolled backwards and kicked his hands. She flipped back onto her feet and glared at the two men.
"That'll you will never find out!" Batgirl said sprinting as fast as she could. She jumped off the platform, but suddenly was pelted in the back by Batman, who grabbed her arms and forced them up her back.
"I'll say it again, you try anything, I'll scream..." Batgirl said with a grunt.
"Oh, trust me, I won't," Batman said into Batgirl's ear. She backed kicked him in the- well you know... He grunted and let her go. She started to run, but Batman kicked her in the back of the legs, making her fall on her knees. Bruce walked over to her. She looked up at him, not knowing what the old man was going to do to her.
"You seem hard headed," Bruce said putting his cain on the bottom of Batgirl's chin and making her head raise up.
"It runs in the family," She said with a smile.
"Who's family I wonder," Bruce said staring into the black headed girl's classy blue eyes.
"Yours, in a way," Batgirl said, getting up on her feet, and stared into Bruce's eyes.
"You'll never be a part of my family," Bruce said glaring.
"To bad, grandpa, I am," Batgirl said with a smile and turned away. She looked down at Batman.
"Thanks for the help, but I don't think you helped my hand," Batgirl said bending down and grabbing the key for the handcuffs out of Batman's hand. She unlocked herself and ran out of the cave.
"Do you want me to get her?" Batman said getting up.
"No, the girl will come around. Trust me, she is just as hardheaded as
Barbara was..." Bruce said watching Batgirl run out of the cave.
Batgirl ran into an empty ally, breathing heavy. She leaned up against a brick wall and looked at her hands.
"Well, Bec, look what you got yourself into. You're wanted by the police and Batman... My life is so swell..." Batgirl said, ripping off some of her cape and wrapped it around her hands. She winced as she tightened the cloth, tying it. Batgirl pulled off her mask and wiped the sweat off her forehead. She walked up to her batcycle, which was hidden behind trashcans.
"What a day..." Rebecca said taking off the gloves she took off earlier and throwing them in the compartment by the kickstand. Rebecca slipped back on her mask. She opened one of the trashcans, which had no trash in it, and pulled out her helmet. She slipped it on and hopped on her motorbike. She started it up and zoomed out of the ally.
The weekend shot by so fast, that Terry couldn't wait to go back to school...
"Ah, crap! Slept in again!" Terry said shutting off his alarm clock. He got up and quickly got dressed, putting on jeans and a white T-shirt. He grabbed his unfinished homework, book bag, and cell phone. He quickly stopped and stuffed his Batsuit in the bottom of his book bag. He ran into the kitchen and pulled a bagel out if the breadbox sitting on the kitchen counter. He heard the sound of snoring coming from the couch. Rebecca still slept soundly on the couch, through the sound of Terry's alarm clock and his yelling.
"Bec, get up. We're gonna be late for school!" Terry said shaking Rebecca's shoulder. She moaned and turned to her side, cuddling herself in the sheets.
"Annawanna," Rebecca said. Last night was a nightmare. Every mobster you could imagine last night Rebecca, AKA Batgirl, faced last night. The media was busy too, with all the Batgirl sightings, "Sleep good for Becca, school bad..."
"You leave me with no choice," Terry said as he pushed her off the couch, only for her to collide to the floor.
"I sleep here..." Rebecca said dozing off.
"Oh no you aren't!" Terry said, picking up his friend and throwing her on his shoulder. He went into the kitchen and stuck a bagel in her mouth, but Rebecca dropped it because she dozed off again. Terry looked at the fridge/freezer and smiled smug like. He opened the freezer and grabbed an ice cube. He pulled the back of Rebecca's PJ pants and threw the ice cube down there. Rebecca's eyes went wide-eyed and she screamed a high pitched scream.
"I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE!" Rebecca yelled kicking her legs. Terry set the girl down.
"Get dressed know," Terry said with a smile.
"Don't have to tell me twice!" Rebecca said glaring hold the back of her PJ pants and ran to the bathroom. She quickly got dressed and threw the ice cube in the sink.
"REBECCA DRAKE!" Mrs. Peaches yelled slamming her textbook on her desk. Rebecca slept soundly on her desk, not hearing the angered teacher and her pounding. The students in the English classroom laughed, except for Terry, who was trying to get the girl up.
"Rebecca, wake up!" Terry whispered sharply in Rebecca's ear. Rebecca shot up and screamed, "PIE EQUALS 3.14!" The class's laughter restored them falling on the floor and dying of laughter.
"Rebecca, this is not math class, it's English! I don't want you snoozing in my class. Next time I catch you, you get a Saturday school. Do I make myself clear?!" Mrs. Peaches blurted, glaring out of her half moon spectacles.
"Yes ma'am," Rebecca said quietly sinking low into her chair.
"That was so embarrassing!" Rebecca said quickly walking to the lunchroom. Terry, walking fast himself, tried to catch up with her.
"It's ok. I've fell asleep in class tons of times and looked how I turned out," Terry said, making Rebecca stop. She looked over and him strangely and shook her head.
"Heh, I guess that wasn't the best help..." Terry said opening the door to the lunchroom for Rebecca and himself. Terry got into the lunch line while Rebecca sat down at the regular lunch table, her to slam her head on the table.
"Heard about ya dozing off in Peaches' class. Did she do ya in for anything?" Roy asked shoving Oreo's in his mouth. Rebecca looked up at him and shook her head.
"Lucky. When I snooze in her class, I get a Saturday school and in- school detention!" Spikes said sitting his feet up on the table.
"Dude, you fall asleep in her class every day," Joe said, taking off his beanie and fixing his wild brown hair.
"Well, at least you will be able to go to the dance this Saturday," Dana said patting Rebecca on the shoulder.
"Dance?! What dance?!" Rebecca said shooting up straight. The three friends shot back.
"The fall dance. Everybody knows that. They've been putting posters up for about two weeks," Roy said.
"I didn't know that! Who will I go with! What will I wear!" Rebecca said breathing heavy.
"Chill chick before you have a heart attack. It's a dress down dance," Joe said putting his hat back on his head.
"Still! Number one of dances, you always want to impress people on what you're wearing!" Rebecca said sharply.
"Easy Bec! We'll go to the mall after school tomorrow! Don't worry about it!" Dana said with a smile. Terry came back to the table with two trays, one for Rebecca and one for himself. He set one down in front of Rebecca and set the other in front of the empty place in front of her.
"Oh, forgot the ketchup. Be back in a sec," Terry said running over to the topping table. The three friends smiled widely at Rebecca.
"What?" Rebecca said staring at each of them.
"You got him tied around your iddy biddy chicky finger," Spikes said.
"Even when I was going out with him, he never got me lunch," Dana said with a smile.
"I think our Ter-Ter is crushin'!" Roy said.
"Oh, c'mon guys. Terry's been my best friend since we were in diapers. There's no way he could..." Rebecca said looking over at Terry. Was it true? Was he crushing on her? These kind of questions were buzzing around in Rebecca's head.
"Is it also vise versa?" Joe said with a smile. Rebecca glared over at him.
"In your dreams, P. Diddy,"
Midnight. Batgirl jumped from rooftop to rooftop, looking out for mobsters, buglers, etc. She jumped of the rooftop, reaching for the other building. Suddenly, a searchlight shown on the bat dressed girl.
"Crap!" Batgirl yelled as the light shown in her eyes. She missed the building's ledge and started to fall. It was a long drop. From the top of the building, Batgirl knew that if you fell off it, you would probably kill yourself.
"Well I won't have to worry about the dance now. Since one I'm gonna die and two right now I can't see..." Batgirl said trying to get herself out of the light. She reached for a batarang. She tied a rope around it and threw it on the buildings edge. Batgirl hung onto the batarang for dear life, dangling in the air.
"Well, I finally found out how it feels to be in a life or death situation..." Rebecca said spinning around in the spotlight.
"Batgirl! You have been warned! Next time I catch you, you're under arrest!" A woman's voice came from below.
"Won't be seeing me, Chief! I'm probably gonna die in front of your eyes right now! This cord is not strong enough for me to pull myself up on the ledge," Batgirl yelled as she twirled. All the suddenly, she heard the sound of jets.
"Not you! I don't need any help from you!" Batgirl yelled letting go of the batarang. She fell fast, hearing the sounds of cars and taxi's. Suddenly, she was caught in the arms of the person she really didn't want to see... Batman.
"I told you, you pointed ear jerk! I don't need help from you!" Batgirl yelled as the Batman flew away from the spotlight carrying Batgirl.
"I'm sure you do need my help, Batgirl," Batman said flying around a building.
"Trust me, I don't," Batgirl blurted. She clawed Batman's shoulders, making him yell in pain and drop her. She fell into the darkness below her. She pulled out a batarang and another cord, this time the right one. She swung from it and landed on the building top. She looked back at Batman, who was flying to another building. Batman landed on the rooftop and looked back. He held his shoulder, rubbing it from the pain. He then noticed bloodstains of where Batgirl held onto.
"From the batarang..." Batman said as he looked over at the other building, watching Batgirl look at her bleeding hand.
"She's a tough one. Better help her out with that hand," Terry thought. Batgirl looked down at her hand. The batarang that she held onto for dear life cut deeply into her palms.
"Ow, that hurts... Should have just let him take me to a rooftop. Darn, I feel dizzy. There's no way I can get this to stop bleeding without getting away from here," Batgirl said kneeling down. She took off her mask and glove, which the cloth that covered the palms of her hands were cut and torn. Her once fleshed hands bled all over the rooftop. Rebecca heard the sounds of jets. She quickly pulled on her mask with one hand. She looked up at the winged bat.
"Need my help now?" Batman said kneeling down.
"You look like you need some yourself," Batgirl said pointing at Batman's shoulder. He looked over at his wound and waved his hand.
"I've been through worse," Batman said. Batgirl rolled her eyes.
"I bet you have," She mumbled as she looked over Batman's shoulder. Another police search light shown out of no where.
"What about that?" Batgirl asked looking up at the pointed eared superhero. He looked over at it then looked back at Batgirl.
"Do you trust me?" Batman asked picking up the masked girl.
"Right now, I don't know who to trust," Batgirl said holding onto his neck so she wouldn't hurt his shoulder, though it hurt her own hands.
"Well, your gonna have to trust me someday," Batman said jumping off the roof and flying into the night. Batman then quickly pulled out a can of sleeping spray and sprayed it into Batgirl's nose.
"Oh you'll pay... for... th-"Batgirl was about to say, but later knock into a deep sleep. Batman laughed, finally relieved he would have a quiet trip back to the Batcave.
Terry walked into the Batcave's entrance, Batgirl cradled in his arms. There, he saw Bruce perched in his chair on the metal platform in front of his computer.
"Any thing happen tonight?" Bruce asked, his hand on his chin as he read through some threatening e-mails from the Gotham City Police department, AKA threatening e-mails from Commissioner Barbara Gordon.
"No crimes... but..." Terry said setting Batgirl on the floor beside Bruce's chair. He looked on the floor and went wide-eyed.
"How'd you get her here?" Bruce said looking at Terry shocked.
"Sleep gas, it's a wonderful thing," Terry said with a smirk. Bruce looked back down at Batgirl. She almost looked like Barbara, except for the fact that she had black hair instead of red hair. Batgirl began to stir.
"W- where am I?" Batgirl said getting up. She looked down and saw her hands were handcuffed. She looked up at Batman who was standing over her and then at Bruce, who was sitting in his chair.
"You try anything, I'll scream..." She said glaring into Batman's white eyes. He smiled and left her there on the floor. Bruce got up slowly and grabbed his cain.
"Who are you?" Bruce said reaching for Batgirl's mask. She rolled backwards and kicked his hands. She flipped back onto her feet and glared at the two men.
"That'll you will never find out!" Batgirl said sprinting as fast as she could. She jumped off the platform, but suddenly was pelted in the back by Batman, who grabbed her arms and forced them up her back.
"I'll say it again, you try anything, I'll scream..." Batgirl said with a grunt.
"Oh, trust me, I won't," Batman said into Batgirl's ear. She backed kicked him in the- well you know... He grunted and let her go. She started to run, but Batman kicked her in the back of the legs, making her fall on her knees. Bruce walked over to her. She looked up at him, not knowing what the old man was going to do to her.
"You seem hard headed," Bruce said putting his cain on the bottom of Batgirl's chin and making her head raise up.
"It runs in the family," She said with a smile.
"Who's family I wonder," Bruce said staring into the black headed girl's classy blue eyes.
"Yours, in a way," Batgirl said, getting up on her feet, and stared into Bruce's eyes.
"You'll never be a part of my family," Bruce said glaring.
"To bad, grandpa, I am," Batgirl said with a smile and turned away. She looked down at Batman.
"Thanks for the help, but I don't think you helped my hand," Batgirl said bending down and grabbing the key for the handcuffs out of Batman's hand. She unlocked herself and ran out of the cave.
"Do you want me to get her?" Batman said getting up.
"No, the girl will come around. Trust me, she is just as hardheaded as
Barbara was..." Bruce said watching Batgirl run out of the cave.
Batgirl ran into an empty ally, breathing heavy. She leaned up against a brick wall and looked at her hands.
"Well, Bec, look what you got yourself into. You're wanted by the police and Batman... My life is so swell..." Batgirl said, ripping off some of her cape and wrapped it around her hands. She winced as she tightened the cloth, tying it. Batgirl pulled off her mask and wiped the sweat off her forehead. She walked up to her batcycle, which was hidden behind trashcans.
"What a day..." Rebecca said taking off the gloves she took off earlier and throwing them in the compartment by the kickstand. Rebecca slipped back on her mask. She opened one of the trashcans, which had no trash in it, and pulled out her helmet. She slipped it on and hopped on her motorbike. She started it up and zoomed out of the ally.
