Part 2
"Robin, come in. This is Huntress." She called on her communicator.
"This is Robin. Go ahead." He answered over the radio.
"We have a big problem. Where are you right now? I'm going to need a lot of help. But not the 'BAT' kind!" She snapped.
"Ok, uh... I'm was about to go home. I'm sort of close to your place. Why?" He asked sheepishly.
"Someone knows."
"I'll be there in two minutes."
I ran through the streets of Gotham. Lucky for me; it was pretty crowded. I was less than three blocks away from Helena's apartment. I ran through the streets, not letting anybody take notice of me, or my appearance. I ran into an empty alley, jumped inside a half-empty Dumpster.
I hid inside it for nearly an hour.
One hour later
"Robin, Huntress; this is NightWing. I think I found him." NightWing called. "He's just hiding in a Dumpster, in an alley on Beale Street." I'll keep watch, you two hurry it up."
Huntress and Robin both shot off lines, getting to Beale Street as fast as they could. They needed to find this kid.
I sat waiting, in a Dumpster. I wasn't sure how long I had been in it. Maybe two hours, I guessed. I didn't have a watch on. I decided to leave. I planed to just jump out, and run into the street, and hopefully get lost in the crowd. I doubted that I would care about my newfound smell. Not that the regular Gotham City air was like roses.
I ended up sitting in the Dumpster for at least another ten minutes, until I worked up enough courage to get up and out. I finally lifted up the cover and swung out. I brushed all the different crap off of me.
I didn't make it very far. Before I took my fist step, somebody jumped on me from above, nearly knocking me out. The little consciousness that I had left was quickly gone. The person, who had jumped on top of me, had now sprayed some sort of knockout gas in my face. I was gone in a second.
I woke up in darkness. I smelled something rancid right next to my nose. I swatted at it, trying to lose the smell. The smell infested my nostrils, and I felt sick. Somebody used it to wake me up. It worked.
I still couldn't see a thing. There was a bandana or something covering my eyes. I tried reaching my hands up to my face, to remove the blindfold, but they were bound together. Tightly.
I tried to fell my surroundings to determine where I was. It was windy, so I was definitely outside. I couldn't feel anything supporting me, so I was hanging from something. I couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary. But I guess that wasn't surprising after packing in my nostrils with the smell of raw sewage. I was about to call out, when a voice started talking to me.
"You know who I am, don't you?"
It was Helena's voice. I didn't want to answer. You tend not to like to talk to vigilantes when you're involved with the mob.
I gulped. "I do now. But I didn't before. I only wanted to find my cousin; not a superhero." I said trying to somehow 'break the ice,' and giving a weak smile.
"Tell me what you said before." She ordered.
"Oh, you mean at your place?" I asked, remembering the awkward conversation.
"Yes."
"Oh, that. Well, I think we sorta have the same parents. Your dad is actually your uncle, and my dad. And my dad is actually my uncle, and also your real dad." I stated plainly.
She took the blindfold off of my face. I was on a building, tied around the chest, wrists, and ankles. I was hanging from a large antenna, by a rope. I saw somebody in the dark, standing behind her. It was actually NightWing.
"So, does that make us siblings, or cousins?" she asked.
"Unless our moms were whores, we are just cousins, I think." I answered trying to make a joke.
NightWing then stepped out of the darkness. "There is still the matter of your little secret, Helena," he whispered. "What do we do with him?"
I knew what was coming next. Have you ever heard the cliché "I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you?" I figured there was a bigger risk in me knowing her secret identity than just killing some kid. Although I still favored the latter of the two.
"I'm not dealing with him. Family or not. I teach kids, not raise them." She stated, firmly.
I couldn't believe it! They were arguing whose place to keep me at. I didn't care if Helena didn't want me at her apartment. In a way I didn't blame her. She didn't really want anything to do with her family.
"You wuss. Fine, we'll keep him at my place, in Bludhaven. Hell knows I'd make a better parent than you, anyway." He said with a smirk. "Should we tell Bats?"
"Hey, before we decide on my permanent residence, could you untie me?" I asked, somewhat annoyed.
My stomach jumped up as I fell to the floor. I landed on my feet, then fell to the side, landing on the hard floor. I looked up to see Robin, one of the Dynamic Duo, putting a small knife into his belt. He then approached me.
"Turn on your stomach." He said. He then untied all the binds around my chest, wrists, and my ankles.
"Thanks," I said, standing up. Once I was standing up straight, I realized something: Robin was really short. I had to be a good seven or eight inches taller than him. I suddenly felt very impressed with myself.
He turned to Helena and NightWing, "Why do I get the feeling we just got a new member?"
"Keep dreaming. You're just saying that because Kon and Wondy never double-date with you and Steph." I heard NightWing joke.
Robin shot an embarrassed look to NightWing. He took a glanced back at me and said "Hmmm. You look BatGirl's age."
I was ready to take some more of there knockout gas anytime, now.
Suddenly, a beep noise sounded of on all three of them. I then a voice come from all three of them.
"This is BatMan. What is going on? Why are you all in the same area? What happened?"
Helena looked at her two comrades. "Who wants to answer this one?" she asked.
Robin spoke into his communicator; "There was a 420. We got it covered. The GCPD are here, already."
"Alright. BatMan out."
We departed from the building. Robin went to finish his duty, or whatever you'd call it, with Helena. I left with NightWing to his place in Bludhaven. I wondered how long I'd be staying with him.
"Hey, um, NightWing is it? I have a question." I said.
"Yeah?"
"Who is Kon and Wondy?"
"Robin, come in. This is Huntress." She called on her communicator.
"This is Robin. Go ahead." He answered over the radio.
"We have a big problem. Where are you right now? I'm going to need a lot of help. But not the 'BAT' kind!" She snapped.
"Ok, uh... I'm was about to go home. I'm sort of close to your place. Why?" He asked sheepishly.
"Someone knows."
"I'll be there in two minutes."
I ran through the streets of Gotham. Lucky for me; it was pretty crowded. I was less than three blocks away from Helena's apartment. I ran through the streets, not letting anybody take notice of me, or my appearance. I ran into an empty alley, jumped inside a half-empty Dumpster.
I hid inside it for nearly an hour.
One hour later
"Robin, Huntress; this is NightWing. I think I found him." NightWing called. "He's just hiding in a Dumpster, in an alley on Beale Street." I'll keep watch, you two hurry it up."
Huntress and Robin both shot off lines, getting to Beale Street as fast as they could. They needed to find this kid.
I sat waiting, in a Dumpster. I wasn't sure how long I had been in it. Maybe two hours, I guessed. I didn't have a watch on. I decided to leave. I planed to just jump out, and run into the street, and hopefully get lost in the crowd. I doubted that I would care about my newfound smell. Not that the regular Gotham City air was like roses.
I ended up sitting in the Dumpster for at least another ten minutes, until I worked up enough courage to get up and out. I finally lifted up the cover and swung out. I brushed all the different crap off of me.
I didn't make it very far. Before I took my fist step, somebody jumped on me from above, nearly knocking me out. The little consciousness that I had left was quickly gone. The person, who had jumped on top of me, had now sprayed some sort of knockout gas in my face. I was gone in a second.
I woke up in darkness. I smelled something rancid right next to my nose. I swatted at it, trying to lose the smell. The smell infested my nostrils, and I felt sick. Somebody used it to wake me up. It worked.
I still couldn't see a thing. There was a bandana or something covering my eyes. I tried reaching my hands up to my face, to remove the blindfold, but they were bound together. Tightly.
I tried to fell my surroundings to determine where I was. It was windy, so I was definitely outside. I couldn't feel anything supporting me, so I was hanging from something. I couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary. But I guess that wasn't surprising after packing in my nostrils with the smell of raw sewage. I was about to call out, when a voice started talking to me.
"You know who I am, don't you?"
It was Helena's voice. I didn't want to answer. You tend not to like to talk to vigilantes when you're involved with the mob.
I gulped. "I do now. But I didn't before. I only wanted to find my cousin; not a superhero." I said trying to somehow 'break the ice,' and giving a weak smile.
"Tell me what you said before." She ordered.
"Oh, you mean at your place?" I asked, remembering the awkward conversation.
"Yes."
"Oh, that. Well, I think we sorta have the same parents. Your dad is actually your uncle, and my dad. And my dad is actually my uncle, and also your real dad." I stated plainly.
She took the blindfold off of my face. I was on a building, tied around the chest, wrists, and ankles. I was hanging from a large antenna, by a rope. I saw somebody in the dark, standing behind her. It was actually NightWing.
"So, does that make us siblings, or cousins?" she asked.
"Unless our moms were whores, we are just cousins, I think." I answered trying to make a joke.
NightWing then stepped out of the darkness. "There is still the matter of your little secret, Helena," he whispered. "What do we do with him?"
I knew what was coming next. Have you ever heard the cliché "I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you?" I figured there was a bigger risk in me knowing her secret identity than just killing some kid. Although I still favored the latter of the two.
"I'm not dealing with him. Family or not. I teach kids, not raise them." She stated, firmly.
I couldn't believe it! They were arguing whose place to keep me at. I didn't care if Helena didn't want me at her apartment. In a way I didn't blame her. She didn't really want anything to do with her family.
"You wuss. Fine, we'll keep him at my place, in Bludhaven. Hell knows I'd make a better parent than you, anyway." He said with a smirk. "Should we tell Bats?"
"Hey, before we decide on my permanent residence, could you untie me?" I asked, somewhat annoyed.
My stomach jumped up as I fell to the floor. I landed on my feet, then fell to the side, landing on the hard floor. I looked up to see Robin, one of the Dynamic Duo, putting a small knife into his belt. He then approached me.
"Turn on your stomach." He said. He then untied all the binds around my chest, wrists, and my ankles.
"Thanks," I said, standing up. Once I was standing up straight, I realized something: Robin was really short. I had to be a good seven or eight inches taller than him. I suddenly felt very impressed with myself.
He turned to Helena and NightWing, "Why do I get the feeling we just got a new member?"
"Keep dreaming. You're just saying that because Kon and Wondy never double-date with you and Steph." I heard NightWing joke.
Robin shot an embarrassed look to NightWing. He took a glanced back at me and said "Hmmm. You look BatGirl's age."
I was ready to take some more of there knockout gas anytime, now.
Suddenly, a beep noise sounded of on all three of them. I then a voice come from all three of them.
"This is BatMan. What is going on? Why are you all in the same area? What happened?"
Helena looked at her two comrades. "Who wants to answer this one?" she asked.
Robin spoke into his communicator; "There was a 420. We got it covered. The GCPD are here, already."
"Alright. BatMan out."
We departed from the building. Robin went to finish his duty, or whatever you'd call it, with Helena. I left with NightWing to his place in Bludhaven. I wondered how long I'd be staying with him.
"Hey, um, NightWing is it? I have a question." I said.
"Yeah?"
"Who is Kon and Wondy?"