"So we're revealing ourselves at a press conference and getting arrested…Do you seriously think this will stop him from killing people?"
"I have enough blood on my hands, Danny, and so do you."
Sitting back in the passenger seat of Bruce's car, Danny looked at him incredulously.
"…I don't think this will help, Bruce…"
"We'll try, all the same."
Sighing, Danny looked out the window again, mind racing.
She knew what would happen if she gave herself up, but she also didn't want anything to happen to the MCU or the cops she knew within.
She'd promised to give herself up, since at least she wouldn't be hurt, but that didn't reduce the worry…
Harvey was hosting the whole thing, but Danny wasn't sure she could take all the hateful looks from the people there.
She hadn't even done anything wrong, and they felt her trying to stop a murder justified their hate!
"…Danny, I'm sure you'll be fine…"
"Yeah, I will be…"
"…You didn't mean it literally, did you?"
"Mean what?"
Bruce looked at her with a sideways glance, still keeping some attention on the road.
"…You didn't mean it literally when you said their father died."
"…No."
She knew he didn't ask a question, but felt an answer was expected nonetheless.
"…He wasn't always like this, I'm guessing?"
"Yeah…I don't think I would've been initially attracted to him if he was always a mass-murdering psychopath, Bruce."
"Do you think you can do what's necessary?"
"…I don't know…Maybe I will, when the time comes…"
"…Rachel's worried about you, Danny…Alfred, too…Even the kids seem to sense it…"
"I'll be fine…This is just…HARD for me, okay?"
"Why?"
"…Because I'M the reason he got the scars…"
Bruce blinked, and the car almost screeched to a halt at the next red light.
"You know how he got the scars?"
"Yeah…Why?"
"He always tells a different story about how he got them to his…victims…"
Danny was silent, looking down at her lap and smoothing out her black jeans.
"…It's not his fault…"
"Then whose is it?"
"Really, it's mine…"
"…You got your scars from Scarecrow, didn't you?"
"YEAH…"
"Did he…?"
"Why do you think I was so happy that bastard got put in Arkham?"
Silence filled the enclosed space, and Danny sighed, slipping down in her seat…
"…I think something's up, Bruce…"
"What?"
"I'm not sure…It's just a feeling…"
Violet locked with dark brown, serious.
"If anything happens, I'll protect Harvey."
Seeming to understand, he nodded, the car sliding into a parking spot.
'Let's get this over with…'
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The whole room was on-edge as Harvey stood behind the podium, eager for their vigilante-heroes' true identities.
Carefully, Danny had hidden her six charms in her bra, adjusting her black tank top to hide the shapes as her necklace joined them.
If anybody tried to get them…
Well, let's just hope they knew better about trying to touch a woman's breasts…
Leaning against the wall, Danny tried to look a bit casual, eyes on the crowd as Dent's words washed over them.
Rachel was still at the penthouse, and the two friends had given their goodbyes, the elder clearly worried.
Danny had just figured it was because she'd be going to jail…
Eyes raising themselves at the sound of chants from the crowd, clearly agitated, and her gaze turned to the District Attorney.
He seemed defeated, withdrawn, and her eyes sparked at the realization that whatever plan was made was being set into motion.
"Bruce."
Dark eyes locked on her, and Danny stepped forward slightly.
"Watch out for yourself."
He seemed confused as Harvey stepped away from the podium.
"Arrest the Batman and Doragon."
Bruce was about to step forward as well…
"I am Batman."
Gasps from the crowd, and Wayne was still stunned when Danny made her way into the path left empty before them.
"And I am Doragon."
More surprise, and the police officers seemed almost frightened to approach her, as if the redhead would kick their asses into next year.
Showing her cooperation, Danny held up her wrists to them, face carefully impassive.
This seemed to soothe their nerves, and the metal clicked around her wrists.
'It's gonna be a LONG night…'
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Harvey watched his cellmate curiously, since she seemed almost at ease, twiddling her thumbs and scanning the other cells.
"Danny?"
He wanted to ask why she'd come along, why she'd lied, why she didn't seem afraid…
"Yeah, BATMAN?"
Something about the way she said it made it seem like she KNEW he wasn't, which could only mean she really DID know Batman…
Her eyes were the right shade of lily, her hair the right shade of gold-tinted red, height and figure perfect matches…
Was she really…?
"Doragon…?"
A smirk crossed her face, pleased and knowing, before Danny winked.
"Let's keep everything on the down-low, huh partner?"
Nodding, Harvey had to admit he felt safer on this little endeavor knowing a well-known, clearly formidable fighter would be there to cover his ass.
After all, from what he could tell, Danny could do anything.
Who was safer to be with besides her and Batman?
"Ready for the show?"
Blinking at her, he began to wonder how no one had recognized that clearly dominant look in her eyes.
She was an alpha, prepared to defend what she clearly found as her own, and deadly to her dying breath.
Was she really the easy-going, fun-loving, clumsy girl he knew as Rachel's friend?
Which was the mask, Danny or Doragon?
Maybe both were just pieces to what made her up…
"Don't look now, daydreamer, but the cops are coming."
And so they were, at least three, two to take Danny's arms as she was transported to the SWAT truck, as Rachel raced up.
"HARVEY! DANNY!"
The redhead nodded in greeting, knowing anymore might sent her best friend into a fretting, crying mess, as she questioned Harvey angrily.
The plan was revealed as she was pulled ahead of the pair, hearing keen from her training so many years ago…
'I hope this doesn't go wrong…'
Rachel took her friend's hand, eyes shining…
"Hey, Rach, don't worry."
A lopsided smile crossed her face, and Danny hugged her friend.
"Be careful, you. I won't be able to watch over you for tonight."
"I know, Danny…"
The SWAT truck closed on both of them, and Rachel ran her fingers over the double-sided coin…
"I know…"