It was snowing and freezing, but it seem to bother Helena, who ran and
jumped over roof tops until she felt her lungs were going to explode. She
suddenly realized she was at the cementery. It was dark, she put her hands
in her pockets and walked to a familiar place. She kneeled in front of the
tombstone and with her hand began to sweep the snow off of it. The name of
Selina began to appear. She sat on the wet floor and looked it in silence
several minutes.
"I screwed it all up..." she whispered "I always screw up everything. I'm stupid. now she hates me."
The kid just stayed there in silence looking the tombstone. The snow covered slowly the name of her mother again. She cleaned it again with her hand and sat down, "You went too fast mom, too fast."
Thirty minutes later Helena felt the cold, it really was freezing and she rubbed her arms. She tried to stand up but she stumbled and put her hand on the ground to avoid falling. "Shit, I'm drunk." Was time to go back. She felt sad knowing this time nobody would be waiting for her.
She began to walk, staggering until she found a building and jumped up. She was walking in the cornice of a building trying to kept her balance. She felt woozy, but she didn't care. She lost her step and almost fell. *stupid building* she thought. She kept her balance again and looked down. *Where are the bad guys when some one needs them?* Suddenly she heard a loud noise, a glass broke. She smiled and ran to where the noise was listened. She wanted fight, punch, hit, knock, kick.
A gang of five guys had broke the glass of a truck parking on the street. She jumped down and fell behind them. She felt the adrenaline running in her blood.
"Wow, look who is here, a nice girl" one of them said.
"Hi honey, want fun?" other one asked.
"Yes I want to have some fun." Her eyes changed "Who wants be the first?"
In spite of the fact that she was drunk she faught very well, but her reflexs were slow and it made her clumsy. She knocked the first two guys out with just one punch. She wanted to get even her angrier. All she wanted was let out her fury. She kicked a third guy and ducked to avoid the one henchmen who hit her back with a piece of wood. She punched him in the face twice. A guy grabbed her by the neck and another one hit her in the stomach. She moved faster and kicked the guy and threw the man,that had grabbed her by the neck, over her shoulder.
A third guy tried to stab her with a knife and she twisted his hand and kicked him in thes face. She turned fast and ducked to avoid another punch. She took him by the lapel and smashed him hard against the ground. In less than two minutes she had finished with them all.
She looked around, at the henchmen over the floor. "Too easy" she groaned still drunk. Fighting against those men didn't help her to feel better. She stood up in silence a few minutes and felt a tear falling over her cheek. She staggered a bit. She listened to a noise behind her. Two of the men stood up, her eyes changed and she prepared to attack again. One of them took out a knife, the other ran to his car parked behind the truck.
Huntress hit the man with the knife in his stomach and later on his face. He tried to stab her but she took his wrist. He grabbed her by the waist and both began to struggle on the street. The next thing that Helena saw was the lights of a car in front of her. She felt a hard blow on her stomach that make her fly and hit her back her against another car parking on the street breaking the windshield. She groaned and rolled over the hood before fell to the ground. The other guy fell in the other side of the sidewalk.
Helena gasped in pain and brought her hands to her ribs. It hurt so much. She heard the sirens of the police cars in the distance and she hurried to stand up. She barely could stand up, but finally managed to jump to the nearest building. She fell rolling over the rooftop and leaned back over the cold snow that covered the rooftop.
"God." She mumbled holding her stomach and closing her eyes. She was hurt but she couldn't stay there, she needed move. She put her hand on the roof and stood up slowly.
* * *
Helena came back silently to Clock Tower. It was late, she walked hesitantly toward the infirmary and went to the cabinet where she knew Barbara kept the supplies. Her ribs hurt like hell. She looked for an aspirin or advil's bottle, alcohol and gauzes. She bit her lip when she felt a sharp pain on her ribs again and bent down. She took a few seconds before she felt better and she straightened up. She took her blouse and raised it, she saw her skin was turning black.
The best was rest, she was going to take off her coat when she heard the wheelchair noise of Barbara in the corridor. She put the alcohol and the gauzes inside her coat pockets to hide it from her.
"Helena where have you been?" Barbara felt a great relief seing her back. "Gibson called me, he was worried, I. I was worried too. I have been looking for you, but you had the com set turned off."
"Just walking." Helena said and swallowed, feeling her mind blurring. She put one of her hands on the table to avoid falling, she staggered.
Barbara thought she moved hesitantly because Gibson had told her that she almost had finished a whole bottle of scotch by herself. "Are you drunk?"
"No."
"We need talk."
"Tomorrow, I'm tired now."
"Is it true that you were drinking with Gibson?"
"It's my problem. I can do anything I want, you said it." Helena grumbled, "I don't want to talk."
Barbara kept quiet and took a deep breath, "Helena I want to apologize, I was so rude to you but I was mad. I know that's not an excuse to mistreat you. I'm sorry for that."
"It's okay, I screwed it all up, was my fault." Helena felt she was going to pass out.
"I know that something is bothering you, why don't you want to tell
me?"
"No. I see you tomorrow." Helena walked slowly to her room.
Barbara realized something was wrong. "Are you okay?" when the brunette she didn't stop, Barbara grabbed her arm to forced her to see her. Helena spun around with an abrupt movement and hissed in pain bending down holding her ribs.
"What's wrong?" Barbara asked worried holding her to prevent her from falling.
"Nothing. I just... need rest." Helena moved back, seeing stars in front of her eyes and hearing a buzz in her ears.
Barbara looked her pale face, her lips were white. "What happened to you Helena?" She held her by her wrist. Helena tried to release the grip but Barbara forced her against a table using her incredible upper body strength. Helena tried to avoid it but the pain was intense and she couldn't move, she bend down again groaning.
"You are hurt." Barbara ripped opened her coat roughly and raised her blouse. The kid had a terrible big bruise on her chest. "What is this?" Barbara felt concerned. "Where have you been? Who did this to you?"
Helena wanted answer but she felt like she was inside a black hole and her body weakened. She fell heavily to the floor. Barbara tried to sustain her unsuccessfully.
"Damn! Helena!" she leaned over her. "What happened to you?"
The kid tried to stand up but she couldn't, she groaned. Her ribs hurt to much. Barbara knew that she was seriously injured. "Helena, listen to me, I need you to help me to put you on the stretcher, I need to check you out."
"I can't" she grumbled "it hurts." Barbara wheeled toward the cabinet and took towels and some supplies and put it over her lap. *Well, it seems that I need to work on the floor* she thought. She wheeled back and took a tray and put all the things over it and put it on the floor. She put a towel down under Helena's head as a pillow.
"I'll be right back, don't move." Barbara said. She went to the Delphi and took a small computer and some more items that she put on her lap before wheeling back to Helena. She moved out of her chair and sat next to the kid. She gently raised Helena's blouse to look the bruise.
"Did you think that you could hide this from me?" Barbara felt angry. "Helena this could be serious! Tell me what happened to you." "I was stopping a robbery." Helena whispered breathing fast. Barbara froze "You fought drunk? Helena never do it again, it's madness!" The kid hissed when Barbara tried to take off her coat. "Sorry Hel, but I need to move you. The henchmen hit you?"
"No. a car hit me."
"A car hit you?." The read head examined her thorax.
"My reflexs were too slow, I couldn't move fast enough." "I can imagine why, You reek of alcohol. How much did you drink?" Barbara examined her pupils, the pain make them unfocused and elongated.
"Just a few."
"Tell me how much, I need know. It's dangerous to give you medicine if you have too much alcohol in your system. Is it true that you almost emptied the bottle?"
Helena felt ashamed "Yes, I'm a garbage. I'm sorry Barbara." the kid felt her eyes moisten.
"No Helena, you just are just too impulsive. Did you spit blood?"
"No"
"That's a good signl, your lungs are not punctured."
"Owwww!!!." Helena jumped when Barbara touched her on the chest.
"Oh my God, I don't understand how you could get back here alone, drunk and hurt."
"I'm sorry Barbara." the kid breathed faster. "I'm feel so bad, I hurt you."
"Helena, don't."
"I didn't want hurt you, I didn't want to say that yesterday, I..."
"Hey, calm down, calm down, it's okay." She cupped face with her hands, "Don't worry Helena, I know that you will never try to hurt me."
"But I did," she cried.
"Helena you are drunk, listen to me. I can't give you a tranquilizer, so you must endure the pain, understand?." Barbara prepared a portable special camera to take an X-ray of her chest.
"Would you forgive me? Ouchh" She clenched her teeth when she felt a sharp pain again.
"Helena don't move" she said while she took a picture of her thorax "It's natural that I was mad. I'm patient but I'm not perfect either and I was so rude to you, but that doesn't justify your actions. Like tonight, being drunk doesn't solve your problems, you need face them. Tonight you reacted in a stupid way, what do you want to do...Kill your self?"
"I'm sorry." Helena felt her vision blurring.
"I promise to talk with you but not now, tomorrow when you can think straight."
The kid nodded Barbara used her notepad to examined the image that she had taken. "You don't have broken ribs, you are luckily. Now I need check if you have internal injuries."
"I'm sorry" Helena mumbled feeling her eyes closed and she fell into the darkness "I'm. sorry..."
The kid passed out. Barbara felt a bit of relief, she could heal her with out hurting her so much.
* * *
"I screwed it all up..." she whispered "I always screw up everything. I'm stupid. now she hates me."
The kid just stayed there in silence looking the tombstone. The snow covered slowly the name of her mother again. She cleaned it again with her hand and sat down, "You went too fast mom, too fast."
Thirty minutes later Helena felt the cold, it really was freezing and she rubbed her arms. She tried to stand up but she stumbled and put her hand on the ground to avoid falling. "Shit, I'm drunk." Was time to go back. She felt sad knowing this time nobody would be waiting for her.
She began to walk, staggering until she found a building and jumped up. She was walking in the cornice of a building trying to kept her balance. She felt woozy, but she didn't care. She lost her step and almost fell. *stupid building* she thought. She kept her balance again and looked down. *Where are the bad guys when some one needs them?* Suddenly she heard a loud noise, a glass broke. She smiled and ran to where the noise was listened. She wanted fight, punch, hit, knock, kick.
A gang of five guys had broke the glass of a truck parking on the street. She jumped down and fell behind them. She felt the adrenaline running in her blood.
"Wow, look who is here, a nice girl" one of them said.
"Hi honey, want fun?" other one asked.
"Yes I want to have some fun." Her eyes changed "Who wants be the first?"
In spite of the fact that she was drunk she faught very well, but her reflexs were slow and it made her clumsy. She knocked the first two guys out with just one punch. She wanted to get even her angrier. All she wanted was let out her fury. She kicked a third guy and ducked to avoid the one henchmen who hit her back with a piece of wood. She punched him in the face twice. A guy grabbed her by the neck and another one hit her in the stomach. She moved faster and kicked the guy and threw the man,that had grabbed her by the neck, over her shoulder.
A third guy tried to stab her with a knife and she twisted his hand and kicked him in thes face. She turned fast and ducked to avoid another punch. She took him by the lapel and smashed him hard against the ground. In less than two minutes she had finished with them all.
She looked around, at the henchmen over the floor. "Too easy" she groaned still drunk. Fighting against those men didn't help her to feel better. She stood up in silence a few minutes and felt a tear falling over her cheek. She staggered a bit. She listened to a noise behind her. Two of the men stood up, her eyes changed and she prepared to attack again. One of them took out a knife, the other ran to his car parked behind the truck.
Huntress hit the man with the knife in his stomach and later on his face. He tried to stab her but she took his wrist. He grabbed her by the waist and both began to struggle on the street. The next thing that Helena saw was the lights of a car in front of her. She felt a hard blow on her stomach that make her fly and hit her back her against another car parking on the street breaking the windshield. She groaned and rolled over the hood before fell to the ground. The other guy fell in the other side of the sidewalk.
Helena gasped in pain and brought her hands to her ribs. It hurt so much. She heard the sirens of the police cars in the distance and she hurried to stand up. She barely could stand up, but finally managed to jump to the nearest building. She fell rolling over the rooftop and leaned back over the cold snow that covered the rooftop.
"God." She mumbled holding her stomach and closing her eyes. She was hurt but she couldn't stay there, she needed move. She put her hand on the roof and stood up slowly.
* * *
Helena came back silently to Clock Tower. It was late, she walked hesitantly toward the infirmary and went to the cabinet where she knew Barbara kept the supplies. Her ribs hurt like hell. She looked for an aspirin or advil's bottle, alcohol and gauzes. She bit her lip when she felt a sharp pain on her ribs again and bent down. She took a few seconds before she felt better and she straightened up. She took her blouse and raised it, she saw her skin was turning black.
The best was rest, she was going to take off her coat when she heard the wheelchair noise of Barbara in the corridor. She put the alcohol and the gauzes inside her coat pockets to hide it from her.
"Helena where have you been?" Barbara felt a great relief seing her back. "Gibson called me, he was worried, I. I was worried too. I have been looking for you, but you had the com set turned off."
"Just walking." Helena said and swallowed, feeling her mind blurring. She put one of her hands on the table to avoid falling, she staggered.
Barbara thought she moved hesitantly because Gibson had told her that she almost had finished a whole bottle of scotch by herself. "Are you drunk?"
"No."
"We need talk."
"Tomorrow, I'm tired now."
"Is it true that you were drinking with Gibson?"
"It's my problem. I can do anything I want, you said it." Helena grumbled, "I don't want to talk."
Barbara kept quiet and took a deep breath, "Helena I want to apologize, I was so rude to you but I was mad. I know that's not an excuse to mistreat you. I'm sorry for that."
"It's okay, I screwed it all up, was my fault." Helena felt she was going to pass out.
"I know that something is bothering you, why don't you want to tell
me?"
"No. I see you tomorrow." Helena walked slowly to her room.
Barbara realized something was wrong. "Are you okay?" when the brunette she didn't stop, Barbara grabbed her arm to forced her to see her. Helena spun around with an abrupt movement and hissed in pain bending down holding her ribs.
"What's wrong?" Barbara asked worried holding her to prevent her from falling.
"Nothing. I just... need rest." Helena moved back, seeing stars in front of her eyes and hearing a buzz in her ears.
Barbara looked her pale face, her lips were white. "What happened to you Helena?" She held her by her wrist. Helena tried to release the grip but Barbara forced her against a table using her incredible upper body strength. Helena tried to avoid it but the pain was intense and she couldn't move, she bend down again groaning.
"You are hurt." Barbara ripped opened her coat roughly and raised her blouse. The kid had a terrible big bruise on her chest. "What is this?" Barbara felt concerned. "Where have you been? Who did this to you?"
Helena wanted answer but she felt like she was inside a black hole and her body weakened. She fell heavily to the floor. Barbara tried to sustain her unsuccessfully.
"Damn! Helena!" she leaned over her. "What happened to you?"
The kid tried to stand up but she couldn't, she groaned. Her ribs hurt to much. Barbara knew that she was seriously injured. "Helena, listen to me, I need you to help me to put you on the stretcher, I need to check you out."
"I can't" she grumbled "it hurts." Barbara wheeled toward the cabinet and took towels and some supplies and put it over her lap. *Well, it seems that I need to work on the floor* she thought. She wheeled back and took a tray and put all the things over it and put it on the floor. She put a towel down under Helena's head as a pillow.
"I'll be right back, don't move." Barbara said. She went to the Delphi and took a small computer and some more items that she put on her lap before wheeling back to Helena. She moved out of her chair and sat next to the kid. She gently raised Helena's blouse to look the bruise.
"Did you think that you could hide this from me?" Barbara felt angry. "Helena this could be serious! Tell me what happened to you." "I was stopping a robbery." Helena whispered breathing fast. Barbara froze "You fought drunk? Helena never do it again, it's madness!" The kid hissed when Barbara tried to take off her coat. "Sorry Hel, but I need to move you. The henchmen hit you?"
"No. a car hit me."
"A car hit you?." The read head examined her thorax.
"My reflexs were too slow, I couldn't move fast enough." "I can imagine why, You reek of alcohol. How much did you drink?" Barbara examined her pupils, the pain make them unfocused and elongated.
"Just a few."
"Tell me how much, I need know. It's dangerous to give you medicine if you have too much alcohol in your system. Is it true that you almost emptied the bottle?"
Helena felt ashamed "Yes, I'm a garbage. I'm sorry Barbara." the kid felt her eyes moisten.
"No Helena, you just are just too impulsive. Did you spit blood?"
"No"
"That's a good signl, your lungs are not punctured."
"Owwww!!!." Helena jumped when Barbara touched her on the chest.
"Oh my God, I don't understand how you could get back here alone, drunk and hurt."
"I'm sorry Barbara." the kid breathed faster. "I'm feel so bad, I hurt you."
"Helena, don't."
"I didn't want hurt you, I didn't want to say that yesterday, I..."
"Hey, calm down, calm down, it's okay." She cupped face with her hands, "Don't worry Helena, I know that you will never try to hurt me."
"But I did," she cried.
"Helena you are drunk, listen to me. I can't give you a tranquilizer, so you must endure the pain, understand?." Barbara prepared a portable special camera to take an X-ray of her chest.
"Would you forgive me? Ouchh" She clenched her teeth when she felt a sharp pain again.
"Helena don't move" she said while she took a picture of her thorax "It's natural that I was mad. I'm patient but I'm not perfect either and I was so rude to you, but that doesn't justify your actions. Like tonight, being drunk doesn't solve your problems, you need face them. Tonight you reacted in a stupid way, what do you want to do...Kill your self?"
"I'm sorry." Helena felt her vision blurring.
"I promise to talk with you but not now, tomorrow when you can think straight."
The kid nodded Barbara used her notepad to examined the image that she had taken. "You don't have broken ribs, you are luckily. Now I need check if you have internal injuries."
"I'm sorry" Helena mumbled feeling her eyes closed and she fell into the darkness "I'm. sorry..."
The kid passed out. Barbara felt a bit of relief, she could heal her with out hurting her so much.
* * *