Dreams of a Nightmare

By DarkNightangale

Sorry I've been so behind in updating. Lots of projects and school work which has been keeping me from writing. But now I'm on vacation, and so I'm going to try and finish this story before I have to go back to school.

Summary: Catwoman, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Batgirl, Huntress, Black Canary, and Talia al Ghul all become trapped on the top floor of a deserted apartment building. With nothing better to do, they start chatting and end up revealing a lot about themselves to each other.

In order to help you keep track of all the people here is a list of the characters each girl has her own chapter and it's from their own points of view:

Characters:

Catwoman

Poison Ivy

Harley Quinn

Batgirl (Barbara Gordon)

Huntress

Black Canary

Talia al Ghul

Chapter 10—Poison Ivy: Race Against Time

I'm sitting here. Just sitting here. Shaking. And that's all I can do. I look over at Harley nervously, she isn't moving. And her breathing is shallow and shaky. Catwoman is taking forever. It already seems as though she's been gone for an hour, even though I'm sure that she hasn't been gone even 20 minutes.

Dammit Harley, don't you dare leave me now.

I may be Harley's only friend, but she's like…like a little sister to me. I know that I won't be able to function without Harl. I sigh, and then realize that I'm crying.

"Hey, it's alright." It's Batgirl, she has her hand resting on my shoulder, "Catwoman is…reliable for the most part…"

I don't answer.

What if Catwoman decides it's not worth it to save Harley? What if she never comes back?

Black Canary is pacing back and forth nearby. I'd like to know what she's thinking, but I don't ask. All I do is look worriedly at Harley.

Don't leave me now Harley. Please don't leave me. I need you. I need to…to take care of you Harley. God, don't leave me now.

I lean forward, and clutch Harley's hand and whisper, "Don't leave me Harley. Please."

Batgirl has gets up and walks over to the edge of the balcony. She looks out, probably looking for Catwoman.

I really wish I had a clock now. I really wish I knew what time it was when Cat had left to go look for Batman. I really wish that Harley and I hadn't come here. I really wish…I really wish that I could take better care of Harley. She deserves so much more, her life was shit—is shit. Why hadn't I taken better care of her? I should have been paying more attention when she had wanted to go try the door.

It's my fault that she's like this.

It is. It's my fault, completely and utterly my fault. I let her go out the door, I let her stand on the balcony, I didn't get anyone and I didn't follow her out and I didn't catch her when the balcony snapped and she fell. She called my name out. I could have run faster towards her. I could have caught her before she fell. I could have. I should have done that. I should have run faster towards her and I should have caught her. Dammit it's my fault she's on the verge of death. Why didn't I get there faster? It should have been me underneath all that rubble. It should been me laying here now, waiting for Cat to go and get Batman.

Batgirl comes back over to me. I'm crying harder.

"Hey, hey, it's ok. It's alright." She says.

"It's my fault. She fell because I wasn't fast enough…" I say in between sobs, "I should have been under all that rubble and I should be laying here…not Harley…she doesn't deserve this."

Batgirl pulls me into a hug, "No. No, it's not your fault and it shouldn't be you. You don't deserve this either. You two should both be alive and well. Don't blame yourself at all."

I shake my head and collapse, sobbing.

It's my fault. My fault. I should be laying here…not her.

Catwoman raced and leapt across roof tops. Where the hell was Batman when she needed him? One of the others must have said something about where he was…or at least where he had been hours ago. She went to the roof top of the museum and looked around. Nothing. No sign whatsoever.

Dammit.

Catwoman sat down on the roof and caught her breath.

Now, if I were a Bat where would I be?

No, what she'd have to do was make him come to her. She'd have to go about stealing something. And pray that he found her. She looked down at her feet. The Cat's Eye. Of course.

She slunk down to the window and proceeded to open the window.

End Chapter 10.

I'm sorry this late and I'm sorry for this being so short. And I'm sorry for this straying from the usual chapters. I'm definitely going to try and finish this by the end of the month. And then I'm going to move on to the other stories. So, I'm sorry I've been a bad authoress and a bad updater. Things have been hectic and life has gotten in the way.