Bev wore shades to hide her hazel eyes. She came across her target, snatching the wrist of the brown skinned female. She popped them to the rooftop of a hotel patio with a built in pool.
The green eyed girl angrily removed her wrist from said auburn haired female who brought her to the roof.
"Caterina Arrow Rinehart?" Bev asks, crossing her arms. She watched a half smirk fight to be present on the taller female.
"Cat. I prefer Cat. Who are you to kidnap me in broad daylight?" The girl jeered, casting a glance around the place for a sweet escape.
"I've been looking for you. You're hard to track when one loses you in a crowd. I'm Bev." Bev spoke, crossing her arms.
Cat wore a wicked grin. She stepped closer to the auburn haired female, giving a slight wave. "Catch me if you can, dear."
Bev watched puffs of white escape the brunette. No sooner did she blink did Cat zoom into the sky, leaving smoke in her wake. Coughing, she stuck a hand up to cover the sun in her eyes accidentally shooting a red laser light from her palm.
Cat dodged the shot, frowning down at the other girl. "Are you insane? You almost killed me!"
Bev hardly made out the opposite girl's words. She took a few deep breaths, having crash landed on the cement of the concrete patio.
"It's not like I meant to zap you!" Bev shouted at Cat.
"He's about to really make chaos. I've got to jet!" Cat called, taking off in a hurry.
Bev furrowed her dark eyebrows. Her confusion got the better of her. She'd have to come up with a new hero name if she were to be somebody that so happened to not be connected with Batman. Getting to her feet, dusting off her jeans somebody rushed Bev.
"You fucking bitch! Die already!" Red angrily slammed into Bev. He shoved her off the edge of the rooftop.
A scream to bust an eardrum escaped her pink lips. She'd never felt so terrified before. Is this who Cat was working for? If so, Bev knew the girl chose the wrong team.
An idea popped into Red's mind at the last minute. Sighing, he created a glowing white whip- tossing to wrap it tightly around Bev. He drained his sister of power while tugging the girl right back to the roof. He was sure he could kill two birds with one stone- if he tormented one sister to get to the other.
Bev had never felt weaker. She couldn't fight against the rope. She dropped to her knees as Red roughly gripped her hair- making her flinch.
Red giggled to himself. A plan began to formulate in the back of his mind. He spoke in her ear in a low whisper, "I'm going to play with my dolls, now."
Bev winced at the venom in his tone. She still couldn't pinpoint the real reasoning behind her older brother's decision to join the dark side, "Dolls?"
"You and Dil." Red snickered, tugging the bitch to her feet.
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Ledger froze, stiffening in his position.
Dylan briefly went on to explain her ghost shadow, putting the dark blue sapphire around her neck. She needed all the good vibes when she noted the blonde froze up.
"What's wrong?" Gloria and Tim asked, noticing the sick look overcoming the brunette in the middle.
"Ledger?" Dylan softly asked, watching Ledger turn to her with black eyes. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she tried to scoot from the ghost reaching to snatch her up. A scream escapes her at the moment a blinding white light encompasses the room.
"Dylan!" Damian was the first to shout, trying to grab hold of his sister with no such luck.
Dylan harshly hit the smooth, slick oil covered floor of an abandoned factory. She swore mentally to herself at the pain riding her body.
"Ledger? Damian! Tim! Gloria!" Dylan weakly shouted into the cold stirring air.
A grunt came from nearby.
Red appeared in all black clothing. He roughly picked up his baby sister, smirking to himself. He dragged her over to where Bev was tied up in his white glowing whip of a rope.
Dylan grew sour, frowning at her wide eyed older sister. "Bevey!"
"Dilly!" Bev called in turn. A lopsided grin sat on her face. She hadn't gotten to chilling with her little sister in awhile. Of course, she had meant to, but being Batfever took so much out of you.
"How come you haven't come to pay me a visit?" Dylan asks, half smiling.
Frowning, Bev shook her head. "I work for your father under Batfever. I always wanted to look after you. I had a feel of Xander one day betraying us. Your childhood was not the best."
"You could be your own masked vigilante. How about Lunar?" Dylan inquired, raising both of Bev's eyebrows.
Red wrapped a crushing arm around Dylan to remind him of his presence. He had a plan for the two females.
"Let her go, Red!" Bev screeched, grinding her teeth together.
Red shook his head, pulling a diamond encrusted dagger from his pocket. He'd have to make her death quick, but not painless. He was sure she'd feel it tenfold, given what she could do.
"I don't know how I let you two get away for so long. I baited Nellie into dying by the hands of this one." Red softly confesses while holding the dagger directed straight for Dylan's heart.
Dylan felt the lukewarm temperature drop to one of five below. Her breaths were coming out in wisps of puff. Her heart was cold and numb feeling. This is it.
"Bev, become your own masked vigilante. Also, helping others become their own is rather important. Be like Dick. He had the fatherly charmed to him. I love you." Dylan softly spoke while numb tears began dripping down her face.
Bev watched in horror. She gasps when Red drives the knife deep into the heart of their sister.
The light leaves Dylan's eyes. The blue of the sapphire beginning to shine- breaking as her breathing grew to a stop.
Red let go of his hold on Dylan once he was sure her heart no longer beat. He moved over to crouch in front of Bev as Dylan's body roughly met the floor. He tilted Bev's tear stained face to meet his gaze.
"Honey pie, I'm getting started. Emotional torment is beautiful barely witnessed by the captors." Red shot her a lopsided grin, digging a fingernail into the side of her cheek.
Bev winced, showing no fear.
Red lifted up her shirt a bit. He wore a look of boredom. He placed one hand under his cheek, getting an idea. He held a finger of glowing white towards her stomach, cutting the surface.
Bev held in screams. She bit down on her tongue as blood began to seep from whatever he was spelling on her tiny waist. She refused to let her older brother win.
