*Gomen for taking so long. But I've got part III done. What's this odd girl all about, how does she know Bruce was Batman? All this and more on, dun nu na na, Guardian of the Knight Part-III!*
Explanations and Battles
"My name is Kaleigh Ann Strange." I began. "I'm 15-years old, Freshmen, and a major fan of old school." Every thing else was pretty much self-explanitory, like my apperance for example. I stand about 5,4 1/2, have brown curly hair(it's natural, not a perm!), my skins barely even tanned, I'm about as pale as Bruce, my eyes are brown, and I have a slight build. That's me, Kaleigh Strange. "As for me being in and knowing about the Batcave, you better sit down." He gives me another cofused/shocked look. I get those alot. "Please Mr. Wayne, I'll tell you everything if you just relax and believe me." He sits down and lets me begin.
"You see, I am a Guardian. A chosen person given the power to travel through worlds to protect them from dangers that their current protectors cannot handle. That is why I'm here, to protect this world against a great evil." I tell him. Bruce looks at me like I'm insane. Oyey vey. "If you don't believe me, then I have no choice but to prove it to you. Seeing as that I've told you this much,it won't matter."
I reatch into my jacket poket and retrieve my soul stone, the emulator of a guardians power. Its shaped like an octogon, its ruby and framed by gold. With all my breath I shout out my transformation incantation:
"SUPREME GUARDIAN TRANSFORMATION!!!"
In a flash of light that nearly blinds Bruce, my normal atire changes into something completely different. When the light died down what he saw was no ordinary teenager. I was dressed in an slightly Oreintal style fighting gi. I had white boots that went up to mid-leg, white gi pants, long sleeved gi shirt, a green wrap around gi shirt with a yellow belt, a long yelow cape, ivory wrist guards with a red jem on each, and a gold, spiked tiara that held my soul stone in place. This is the armor of the Guardian.
"Well Mr. Wayne, what do you have to say now?" I ask him. Bruce was still his stotic self, except for the fact that he was sweeting like mad. "May I continiue?" He nodds.
"As I was saying, I've come to protect this world, and you, from total destruction."
"And what is it that your protecting me from?" Bruce asked me.
"From this demonite infestation." Bruce gives me the look,( y'know, the "whats that" look). "Demonites are negative emotional energy forces that take semi-human form. There basicly ghosts, but these can do great harm."
"I see. Let me ask you this: if you come from another world, how is it that you know about me?"
"In my world, your just a comic book character, and lets not forget a few cartoons. Your name's a household word, like Superman, Wonder Woman, and I could go on. I come from a world without hero's, plauged by crime and war. I protect my world by protecting other one's, like this one. Being that these worlds are where humans draw there imaginational energy, it would be chaotic if these worlds are destroyed or forgotten."
"And what does this have to do with me?"
"You are ,or were, a great inspireational icon for children in my world, and that includes me. We look at you and say 'Batman's the greatest superhero in the world!'. I tell him with pride. That puts a little smidge of a smile on his grizzeled,old face. Then I hear a nosie coming in the cave. The Batmobile pulls in. I guess Terry got done with night-watch. He steps out.
"Man, what a night, first I break up a Joker robbery, stop a mugging, and nearly hit a bus. What more could... Uh Bruce, who's that!?" he points at me.
"Terry, you better sit down." Bruce tells him. A little while later Bruce gets done telling Terry about me, and Terry is stile taking it all in.
"So your an inter-dimensional freedom fighter, who goes through other worlds to make sure they stay intake so your world won't lose its very dim spark of imagination an humanity it has?" he says. I nodd. "That is so schway!" he tells me. Before he could go on, the alarm to the Batcomputer goes off.
"There's been a break in at the Bank on 3rd Street.' Bruce tells us. "You'd better get over there."
"Got ya boss."
"Wait!" I say. "When you get there, tell me everything you see, got it Terry!?"
"Yes ma'am." he says, and departs for the bank. As soon as he's gone, I head to the Batcomputer, to moniter the sitch. When he gets there, I see every thing through Terry's vid-link, And I see some thing in the bank that is seriously not good.
"Oh my God!"
"What's wrong?" Bruce and Terry say insynce.
"Thats not an ordinary Demonite...that's a strigou!" This is not good, REALLY NOT GOOD!!!
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Kaleigh's been found out, and Bruce 'n Terry are okay with her. But what is this strigou thingie that has her so worried? Read on and find out!
Owari~
Explanations and Battles
"My name is Kaleigh Ann Strange." I began. "I'm 15-years old, Freshmen, and a major fan of old school." Every thing else was pretty much self-explanitory, like my apperance for example. I stand about 5,4 1/2, have brown curly hair(it's natural, not a perm!), my skins barely even tanned, I'm about as pale as Bruce, my eyes are brown, and I have a slight build. That's me, Kaleigh Strange. "As for me being in and knowing about the Batcave, you better sit down." He gives me another cofused/shocked look. I get those alot. "Please Mr. Wayne, I'll tell you everything if you just relax and believe me." He sits down and lets me begin.
"You see, I am a Guardian. A chosen person given the power to travel through worlds to protect them from dangers that their current protectors cannot handle. That is why I'm here, to protect this world against a great evil." I tell him. Bruce looks at me like I'm insane. Oyey vey. "If you don't believe me, then I have no choice but to prove it to you. Seeing as that I've told you this much,it won't matter."
I reatch into my jacket poket and retrieve my soul stone, the emulator of a guardians power. Its shaped like an octogon, its ruby and framed by gold. With all my breath I shout out my transformation incantation:
"SUPREME GUARDIAN TRANSFORMATION!!!"
In a flash of light that nearly blinds Bruce, my normal atire changes into something completely different. When the light died down what he saw was no ordinary teenager. I was dressed in an slightly Oreintal style fighting gi. I had white boots that went up to mid-leg, white gi pants, long sleeved gi shirt, a green wrap around gi shirt with a yellow belt, a long yelow cape, ivory wrist guards with a red jem on each, and a gold, spiked tiara that held my soul stone in place. This is the armor of the Guardian.
"Well Mr. Wayne, what do you have to say now?" I ask him. Bruce was still his stotic self, except for the fact that he was sweeting like mad. "May I continiue?" He nodds.
"As I was saying, I've come to protect this world, and you, from total destruction."
"And what is it that your protecting me from?" Bruce asked me.
"From this demonite infestation." Bruce gives me the look,( y'know, the "whats that" look). "Demonites are negative emotional energy forces that take semi-human form. There basicly ghosts, but these can do great harm."
"I see. Let me ask you this: if you come from another world, how is it that you know about me?"
"In my world, your just a comic book character, and lets not forget a few cartoons. Your name's a household word, like Superman, Wonder Woman, and I could go on. I come from a world without hero's, plauged by crime and war. I protect my world by protecting other one's, like this one. Being that these worlds are where humans draw there imaginational energy, it would be chaotic if these worlds are destroyed or forgotten."
"And what does this have to do with me?"
"You are ,or were, a great inspireational icon for children in my world, and that includes me. We look at you and say 'Batman's the greatest superhero in the world!'. I tell him with pride. That puts a little smidge of a smile on his grizzeled,old face. Then I hear a nosie coming in the cave. The Batmobile pulls in. I guess Terry got done with night-watch. He steps out.
"Man, what a night, first I break up a Joker robbery, stop a mugging, and nearly hit a bus. What more could... Uh Bruce, who's that!?" he points at me.
"Terry, you better sit down." Bruce tells him. A little while later Bruce gets done telling Terry about me, and Terry is stile taking it all in.
"So your an inter-dimensional freedom fighter, who goes through other worlds to make sure they stay intake so your world won't lose its very dim spark of imagination an humanity it has?" he says. I nodd. "That is so schway!" he tells me. Before he could go on, the alarm to the Batcomputer goes off.
"There's been a break in at the Bank on 3rd Street.' Bruce tells us. "You'd better get over there."
"Got ya boss."
"Wait!" I say. "When you get there, tell me everything you see, got it Terry!?"
"Yes ma'am." he says, and departs for the bank. As soon as he's gone, I head to the Batcomputer, to moniter the sitch. When he gets there, I see every thing through Terry's vid-link, And I see some thing in the bank that is seriously not good.
"Oh my God!"
"What's wrong?" Bruce and Terry say insynce.
"Thats not an ordinary Demonite...that's a strigou!" This is not good, REALLY NOT GOOD!!!
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Kaleigh's been found out, and Bruce 'n Terry are okay with her. But what is this strigou thingie that has her so worried? Read on and find out!
Owari~