Title: Stealing Baby Bird
Author: Meesh
Disclaimer: The idiot boys and the mother belong to me. All others, I just wish...
Distribution: Just send me the link.
Note: WEEOW....ok...nuff said
Walking my way to the campus, I can't help but feel somewhat strained. I want to be happy that at least Helena and I can be civil when we're together, but an empty-ness seems to be rivaling it and winning. Then, idea that we could ever be more than friends was plausible...Well, more than it is now. Now, the distance between us is indisputable. If only-
*******back at the clocktower
"Where is she going?" The short haired woman asked, eyes following the small red dot on the screen.
"What are you talking about?" Barbara made her way to the computer.
"The school is right there! What is she doing?!"
The two stared at the blinking orb and watched it slip into an alleyway, a block away from Dinah's school. It heads straight to the street and pauses for a second.
"What's happening?!"
"I-I don't know..."
Soon the tracer is speeding off, back towards the clocktower. Just before it hits the same street, the dot vanishes from the screen.
Before Barbara can even get a word in, Helena is gone.
********
Hopping over rooftops, the Huntress scans the congested streets of New Gotham. Stopping on one of the shorter buildings, she crouches down. Realizing that she has absolutely no idea on what she's supposed to do, having no clue as to where Dinah went, and even what car she might be in. If she's in a car at all. Agitated and really worried, she flicks on her communicator and calls for Barbara.
"We know that she's still close by. If she's in a vehicle, she has to be near, the traffic is really slow today." The red head doesn't even need to scold the younger girl for just leaving, understanding exactly how panicked she must be right now. "I'm assuming whoever the kidnapper is, was smart enough to have an alternate route. Look for any stray cars."
Standing back up, she replies, "Got it. And I hope you know, when I find whoever did this, I'm not gonna hold any promises that they'll end up alive."
"I didn't expect that you would."
And with that, she was off once again.
********
Huh, what? Wait ok, breathe. Breathe. Where the hell am I?! I try moving around, only to find that my hands and legs are tied up, there's a gag in my mouth, I'm blindfolded, and my head hurts like a bitch. I'm lying horizontally, and from the sounds in the background, I'm assuming that I'm in a car. Focusing, I try to undo the ropes around my wrists, but it's too hard to do with my eyes covered. Re-organizing my priorities, I center my energy on the cloth wrapped around my head. I'm able to loosen the knot, so I angle my head upward and the obstructing item slips down to my neck. Blinking, I study my surroundings, seeing that I am infact in the back of a car, SUV probably. Voices are arguing over something, so I keep still and listen in.
"I want pizza."
"You had pizza last night!"
"You ate the whole thing!"
"No I didn't!"
The two male voices go on bickering. Sure, don't let the kidnapped girl in the back of your car distract you. From the way they talk and the sound of their voices, I guess that they're the same age as me. Maybe a year younger. Looking down, I realize that mly transmitter is turned off, but I seriously doubt those idiots could have figured it out. I must've rolled onto something that shut it off or something.
"Quiet down! You're going to wake her up!" An all too familiar voice chimes in.
The boys mumble their apologies, and the car drives on.
No, no, it can't be. Breathing deeply, I have to stay calm. Turn on the transmitter, I have to turn on the transmitter. I create the image of it flickering on in my head, when we suddenly hit a speed bump. My whole body lifts off the floor and falls back down, the necklace smacking into the smeared-lint carpetry of the vehicle. Grunting, I hear a click in my ear and hear noises other than the two stooges in my head. Heh, that works too.
I'm just about to speak into the mic, but then I see the two boys hovering over me.
"Uh, mom, too late..." One of them says, turning towards the drivers seat.
Oh God...Helena, where are you??
**********
She glides over a building, landing in a corner near where the car was last seen.
"Helena!"
"What? Anything good?"
"Very. Dinah's transmitter is back on radar. I can hear some of the background noise, but it's all muffled."
The brunette takes some comfort in the new found information, "Just tell me where she is."
"A couple blocks west of you. Near Davis street."
"I'm there." Helena jumps back up onto a building, more than ready to take revenge.
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**a/n: Lookie! I got a plot and everything...yay! Don't worry, I'll have the rest of it in soon. I just need to rest the noggin some.
Author: Meesh
Disclaimer: The idiot boys and the mother belong to me. All others, I just wish...
Distribution: Just send me the link.
Note: WEEOW....ok...nuff said
Walking my way to the campus, I can't help but feel somewhat strained. I want to be happy that at least Helena and I can be civil when we're together, but an empty-ness seems to be rivaling it and winning. Then, idea that we could ever be more than friends was plausible...Well, more than it is now. Now, the distance between us is indisputable. If only-
*******back at the clocktower
"Where is she going?" The short haired woman asked, eyes following the small red dot on the screen.
"What are you talking about?" Barbara made her way to the computer.
"The school is right there! What is she doing?!"
The two stared at the blinking orb and watched it slip into an alleyway, a block away from Dinah's school. It heads straight to the street and pauses for a second.
"What's happening?!"
"I-I don't know..."
Soon the tracer is speeding off, back towards the clocktower. Just before it hits the same street, the dot vanishes from the screen.
Before Barbara can even get a word in, Helena is gone.
********
Hopping over rooftops, the Huntress scans the congested streets of New Gotham. Stopping on one of the shorter buildings, she crouches down. Realizing that she has absolutely no idea on what she's supposed to do, having no clue as to where Dinah went, and even what car she might be in. If she's in a car at all. Agitated and really worried, she flicks on her communicator and calls for Barbara.
"We know that she's still close by. If she's in a vehicle, she has to be near, the traffic is really slow today." The red head doesn't even need to scold the younger girl for just leaving, understanding exactly how panicked she must be right now. "I'm assuming whoever the kidnapper is, was smart enough to have an alternate route. Look for any stray cars."
Standing back up, she replies, "Got it. And I hope you know, when I find whoever did this, I'm not gonna hold any promises that they'll end up alive."
"I didn't expect that you would."
And with that, she was off once again.
********
Huh, what? Wait ok, breathe. Breathe. Where the hell am I?! I try moving around, only to find that my hands and legs are tied up, there's a gag in my mouth, I'm blindfolded, and my head hurts like a bitch. I'm lying horizontally, and from the sounds in the background, I'm assuming that I'm in a car. Focusing, I try to undo the ropes around my wrists, but it's too hard to do with my eyes covered. Re-organizing my priorities, I center my energy on the cloth wrapped around my head. I'm able to loosen the knot, so I angle my head upward and the obstructing item slips down to my neck. Blinking, I study my surroundings, seeing that I am infact in the back of a car, SUV probably. Voices are arguing over something, so I keep still and listen in.
"I want pizza."
"You had pizza last night!"
"You ate the whole thing!"
"No I didn't!"
The two male voices go on bickering. Sure, don't let the kidnapped girl in the back of your car distract you. From the way they talk and the sound of their voices, I guess that they're the same age as me. Maybe a year younger. Looking down, I realize that mly transmitter is turned off, but I seriously doubt those idiots could have figured it out. I must've rolled onto something that shut it off or something.
"Quiet down! You're going to wake her up!" An all too familiar voice chimes in.
The boys mumble their apologies, and the car drives on.
No, no, it can't be. Breathing deeply, I have to stay calm. Turn on the transmitter, I have to turn on the transmitter. I create the image of it flickering on in my head, when we suddenly hit a speed bump. My whole body lifts off the floor and falls back down, the necklace smacking into the smeared-lint carpetry of the vehicle. Grunting, I hear a click in my ear and hear noises other than the two stooges in my head. Heh, that works too.
I'm just about to speak into the mic, but then I see the two boys hovering over me.
"Uh, mom, too late..." One of them says, turning towards the drivers seat.
Oh God...Helena, where are you??
**********
She glides over a building, landing in a corner near where the car was last seen.
"Helena!"
"What? Anything good?"
"Very. Dinah's transmitter is back on radar. I can hear some of the background noise, but it's all muffled."
The brunette takes some comfort in the new found information, "Just tell me where she is."
"A couple blocks west of you. Near Davis street."
"I'm there." Helena jumps back up onto a building, more than ready to take revenge.
~~~~
**a/n: Lookie! I got a plot and everything...yay! Don't worry, I'll have the rest of it in soon. I just need to rest the noggin some.