Title: Stained red everywhere
Author: Meesh
Disclaimer: yeah yeah.
Note: HELLO! well, i'm really freaking sorry about not writing sooner. Writer's block is a bitch. Uhm, well...yeah...enjoy!
I'm tied up and gagged on the floor of the SUV belonging to my psycho ex-mom. Two very unnerving boys are scrutinizing my every move. There's a nagging little voice, smothered in static, ringing in my left ear.
Nomal life my ass.
We swerve abruptly and I'm tossed into the nearest wall. My head collides with a toolbox, and everything goes black.
~~~~~~~~~
"C'mon Barbara, do you have anything?" Helena paused on a rooftop, shading her eyes from the invading sun. They've been on the chase for hours, causing the young vigilante to get very irritable.
"I've been able to establish that there's atleast two males and one woman. I'm pretty sure this is a family job."
"A family job?"
"At one point one of the males referred to their 'mom.' I'm thinking whoever's doing this used to know Dinah."
"A foster parent maybe?"
"Most likely." The red head furrowed her brow, staring at her screen.
Helena rubbed her head, "Did you call Reese?"
"Yeah, he's a couple streets away, backup's on the way."
"Good. Our kidnappers are going to need all the cops in New Gotham holding me back." She shifted her weight, looking around, "Anything now?"
"They're moving into Carter avenue, I think they've stopped."
~~~~~~~~~~~
Mumbles echo when I flutter my eyes open. My body is completely off the ground and drifting in the air. Sweaty palms are clasped to my wrists and ankles, and I look around. The two slightly scrawny looking boys are lugging me threw a very thin corridor. Ugly pale-yellow lights flicker on and off, illuminating the puke green colored walls. Craning my head, I see her behind us. Her eyes are empty, the creepiness exaggerated by her inane smirk. Exactly how I remember her.
Tears well up in my eyes as everyting around me becomes frighteningly familiar. All the voices are hollow and incoherent as I feel my surroundings being swallowed in darkness. We head lower and lower into all that I tried to leave behind. All that haunts me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Where is she!? Where is she?!" Helena's hand slide shakily down the railings. Reese's footsteps stomp rhythmically with the woman's. The sound bounces against the cracked walls.
Barbara leans her weight onto her left arm, elbow planted in the armrest. "Calm down, Helena."
The two stumble their way, right into a split hall. The officer is about to suggest going opposite ways when The brunette turns right.
Catching up with her, he asks, "You sure this is the right way?"
She gives him a look, as if to say, 'what do you think?' Then quickly snaps forward once more. Reese, speechless, just follows her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Memories squirm around in my head and I try jerking out of the grip I've been trapped in. The boy holding onto my wrists yanks on me, causing pain to shoot down my sides. My teeth are clenched, digging into the cloth in my mouth. The room got significantly darker and the tears are blurring my vision even more.
I shut my eyes, clinging to Barbara's faint voice. I have a hard enough time trying to push back all the prying thoughts clawing at me, when I realize that Barbara is muttering directions. Relief helps clear the knot in my throat and I take some solace in the image of Helena sweeping in to rescue me.
I mentally repeat, 'it's going to be okay,' when everyone halts. I still can't see anything and all of a sudden my body thuds onto a cold concrete floor. A very deep voice grumbles, chuckling.
My face burns and fire spreads down my back. The scars, the wounds. I feel them unsettle, as if every single one were slowly opening.
"Dinah, Dinah, Dinah. It's been so long since I've seen you." His tone is sinister, kneeling down to me.
I peer at him, tears sliding down. A stubby, rough finger cradles my chin. His thumb brushing back and forth against my cheek. His skin is so dry, it scrapes me.
He's smiling as he pulls out my gag, "Now tell me, do you miss daddy?"
My lips pressed firmly together, I muster up all my courage, and spit right in his eye.
"Little bitch!" He jerks my head away and backs up.
Barbara whispers, telling me that Helena is near, and I snicker.
He hovers over me, disgusted, and his foot shoots into my stomach. I'm buzzing with pain, blood seeping out of the corner of my mouth. He releases a string of other curses, as he continues to kick me.
"Fucking whore! I bring you back to our family, and this is how you treat me?!"
Blow after blow, I expect another one coming, but it doesn't. Instead there's a clamoring sound and I hear another string of profanity, only more feminine. Large, strong arms wrap around me. There's a faint scent of aftershave.
"Dinah? Dinah? Are you ok?" A male voice, much more gentle, calls. "This is detective Reese. Dinah, please, if you can hear me, say something."
"H-Helena." And as soon as her name left my lips, there was a gust of air, and her a long arms slipping underneath me. Looking up, I see her eyes are red and her hair is a little messy.
"Hey kid," she smiles at me weakly. "You okay?"
Leaning into her, I mumble into her arm, "I am now." Drifting back into myself.
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**a/n: holy freaking hell, that took a long time didn't it?! gawwd, i'm sorry about that. well, i've been kinda pissed for numerous reasons. one, including the fact that i couldn't watch the last episode of BoP because it was bumped out by a VOLLEYBALL GAME!!! **sniffle** I'm traumatized, really i am. HEY, someone wanna do me a favor and at least tell me that the episode was as good as i imagined? (AHEM...well not THAT good...)
Author: Meesh
Disclaimer: yeah yeah.
Note: HELLO! well, i'm really freaking sorry about not writing sooner. Writer's block is a bitch. Uhm, well...yeah...enjoy!
I'm tied up and gagged on the floor of the SUV belonging to my psycho ex-mom. Two very unnerving boys are scrutinizing my every move. There's a nagging little voice, smothered in static, ringing in my left ear.
Nomal life my ass.
We swerve abruptly and I'm tossed into the nearest wall. My head collides with a toolbox, and everything goes black.
~~~~~~~~~
"C'mon Barbara, do you have anything?" Helena paused on a rooftop, shading her eyes from the invading sun. They've been on the chase for hours, causing the young vigilante to get very irritable.
"I've been able to establish that there's atleast two males and one woman. I'm pretty sure this is a family job."
"A family job?"
"At one point one of the males referred to their 'mom.' I'm thinking whoever's doing this used to know Dinah."
"A foster parent maybe?"
"Most likely." The red head furrowed her brow, staring at her screen.
Helena rubbed her head, "Did you call Reese?"
"Yeah, he's a couple streets away, backup's on the way."
"Good. Our kidnappers are going to need all the cops in New Gotham holding me back." She shifted her weight, looking around, "Anything now?"
"They're moving into Carter avenue, I think they've stopped."
~~~~~~~~~~~
Mumbles echo when I flutter my eyes open. My body is completely off the ground and drifting in the air. Sweaty palms are clasped to my wrists and ankles, and I look around. The two slightly scrawny looking boys are lugging me threw a very thin corridor. Ugly pale-yellow lights flicker on and off, illuminating the puke green colored walls. Craning my head, I see her behind us. Her eyes are empty, the creepiness exaggerated by her inane smirk. Exactly how I remember her.
Tears well up in my eyes as everyting around me becomes frighteningly familiar. All the voices are hollow and incoherent as I feel my surroundings being swallowed in darkness. We head lower and lower into all that I tried to leave behind. All that haunts me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Where is she!? Where is she?!" Helena's hand slide shakily down the railings. Reese's footsteps stomp rhythmically with the woman's. The sound bounces against the cracked walls.
Barbara leans her weight onto her left arm, elbow planted in the armrest. "Calm down, Helena."
The two stumble their way, right into a split hall. The officer is about to suggest going opposite ways when The brunette turns right.
Catching up with her, he asks, "You sure this is the right way?"
She gives him a look, as if to say, 'what do you think?' Then quickly snaps forward once more. Reese, speechless, just follows her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Memories squirm around in my head and I try jerking out of the grip I've been trapped in. The boy holding onto my wrists yanks on me, causing pain to shoot down my sides. My teeth are clenched, digging into the cloth in my mouth. The room got significantly darker and the tears are blurring my vision even more.
I shut my eyes, clinging to Barbara's faint voice. I have a hard enough time trying to push back all the prying thoughts clawing at me, when I realize that Barbara is muttering directions. Relief helps clear the knot in my throat and I take some solace in the image of Helena sweeping in to rescue me.
I mentally repeat, 'it's going to be okay,' when everyone halts. I still can't see anything and all of a sudden my body thuds onto a cold concrete floor. A very deep voice grumbles, chuckling.
My face burns and fire spreads down my back. The scars, the wounds. I feel them unsettle, as if every single one were slowly opening.
"Dinah, Dinah, Dinah. It's been so long since I've seen you." His tone is sinister, kneeling down to me.
I peer at him, tears sliding down. A stubby, rough finger cradles my chin. His thumb brushing back and forth against my cheek. His skin is so dry, it scrapes me.
He's smiling as he pulls out my gag, "Now tell me, do you miss daddy?"
My lips pressed firmly together, I muster up all my courage, and spit right in his eye.
"Little bitch!" He jerks my head away and backs up.
Barbara whispers, telling me that Helena is near, and I snicker.
He hovers over me, disgusted, and his foot shoots into my stomach. I'm buzzing with pain, blood seeping out of the corner of my mouth. He releases a string of other curses, as he continues to kick me.
"Fucking whore! I bring you back to our family, and this is how you treat me?!"
Blow after blow, I expect another one coming, but it doesn't. Instead there's a clamoring sound and I hear another string of profanity, only more feminine. Large, strong arms wrap around me. There's a faint scent of aftershave.
"Dinah? Dinah? Are you ok?" A male voice, much more gentle, calls. "This is detective Reese. Dinah, please, if you can hear me, say something."
"H-Helena." And as soon as her name left my lips, there was a gust of air, and her a long arms slipping underneath me. Looking up, I see her eyes are red and her hair is a little messy.
"Hey kid," she smiles at me weakly. "You okay?"
Leaning into her, I mumble into her arm, "I am now." Drifting back into myself.
~~~~
**a/n: holy freaking hell, that took a long time didn't it?! gawwd, i'm sorry about that. well, i've been kinda pissed for numerous reasons. one, including the fact that i couldn't watch the last episode of BoP because it was bumped out by a VOLLEYBALL GAME!!! **sniffle** I'm traumatized, really i am. HEY, someone wanna do me a favor and at least tell me that the episode was as good as i imagined? (AHEM...well not THAT good...)