Chapter 4 - Arena
[[Author's Note: I like adding possible soundtracks to my stories, so imagine the following scene with Linkin Park's "Points of Authority" reanimation remix, playing in the background]]
Huntress and Walker walked on opposite ends of the factory. The factory was filled with boxes and pipes. The pipes, ranging from really small ones to the big ones that a full grown adult could fit into, were either stacked on the floors or hung from the roof with chains.
"Oracle, can you read any heat signatures here other than Shadow Walker's and mine?" Huntress asks softly. ::The heat from the burning building overshadows the whole of the perimeter, I can't get any readings for several buildings:: Barbara replied through the comm.. "Damn," Huntress swore softly.
Walker stepped over a few poles that lay strewn over the floor. She heard a sudden whoosh and ducked as a pole sailed over her head. While bending down she picked up a pipe. Dragon walked out from his hiding place. He grinned as her circled around Walker. "Shadow Walker, what an honor!" He says swings the pole at her. She blocks it with her pipe. He pulls the pole back, "You're a hard one to get hold of," he says and then lifts the pole up and brings it down to her. She lifts her pipe horizontally blocking his pole and then swings it hitting him in the face, cutting him in the cheek. Kneeling on one knee, he touches his cheek and looks at his bloodied fingers. He then looks up and glares at her. He swings his pole at her feet and she jumps to avoid it. As soon as she lands he jumps up holding both ends of the pipe and rushes towards her. She blocks the pole but he manages to push her into the wall. Pinned against the wall, Walker tried to push him away but he just stood there, pressing against her. "Finally, face to face," he spat out. "Oh man this guy's breath stinks!" Walker thought as she gritted her teeth. He grinned, "Why don't ya take off that mask huh?" he said as he pushes the pole closer. Their noses almost touched. "Why, aren't my eyes enough?" Walker asks. He smiled and then licked the side of her face. Walker suddenly kneed him in the groin. He screamed out as he fell to the floor. Walker smiled as she stood over him, "No offense, but you're not my kind." Suddenly Dragon swings his legs around tripping Walker. Walker hits the floor with a grunt as the wind is knocked out of her. Dragon jumps up and kicks her in the stomach. She slides backwards into a rack of pipes, tipping it, and then all the pipes fall down upon her.
Dragon grinned as he walked to the pipes that rolled over the ground, but before he could bend down, something behind him hits him square in the back. He topples over groaning. Rolling to his side he looked up and saw Huntress walking over to him. "I don't like it when people beat my friends up," she said stopping in front of him, "So why don't you just be a good boy and give yourself up, or I'm gonna have to hurt you." Dragon smiles as he slowly hoists himself up. "You again, what? Can't you get enough of me?" he says wiping some spittle away from his mouth. Huntress cocked her head to one side and then leaped into the air, but before she could kick him in the chin, he ducked and moved sideways. "Or did you re-consider my offer?" He asked. "Okay, you know what? You're sick!" Huntress replies and then lunges at him punching him in the face. He steps backwards. Blood starts dripping out of his nose, over his mouth. Touching his lip and the seeing the blood, he looked up at Huntress and sneered, "You're gonna regret that bitch!" He thrust his hand forward, shooting out a small fireball towards her. She stepped back and watched as it sped past her nearly singing her, and dissipated in mid air. Just then Walker jumped out from a pile of poles and punched him on his side. He stumbled backwards into a wall. Next to him hung a chain, connected to a winch used to winch crates and boxes up into the platforms above them. He grabbed the chain and threw it around Walker's neck and pulled it tight, and then he pulled the winch leaver down. The chain tightened around her neck and then started lifting her up in the air, choking her. "Damn I got to get to that lever," Huntress thought as she watched Walker struggling in the air. Walker kicked her legs as she tried pulling the chain away from her neck. As she tried gasping for air she could feel her face slowly turn red as the pressure built up in her head. Huntress slowly approached Dragon, who seemed very pleased with himself. He grinned at her, getting ready to attack. Huntress didn't have much time so she had to get him away as soon as she could and then pull the lever up. He picked a pipe up and swung it at her, Huntress blocked it with her hand and pushed it back at him hitting him in the chest. Then, still holding on to the pipe she used it to vault over Dragon. She reached the lever, but before she could release it, Dragon caught her foot and pulled her down. As she landed on the floor she looked up and saw that Walker wasn't struggling as much. She looked back at dragon and kick hard at his face. She could feel his nose crushing under the blow and he cried out, letting her go. She rushed up to the lever releasing it. Walker felt as her consciousness slowly faded with the lack of oxygen. Just as she was about to pass out she felt herself drop and as she landed she crumpled to the floor. Lying on her back she gulped in air and coughed at the same time. Huntress ran up to her and checked to see if she was all right. She then noticed that Dragon wasn't there anymore. Walker grabbed her coat and said, "Go! I'm alright." Nodding she ran off, after Dragon.
Huntress followed a trail of blood through the back and then outside. As she stepped out she managed to duck as a rush of fire headed towards her. She rolled on the ground and then quickly stood up facing Dragon. His mouth and chin dripped with blood as it poured out of his nose. Spitting the blood out of his mouth he threw a dustbin at her, which she easily kicked out her way. "You're a tough one to get rid of," he said, "But this time you're going in a blaze of glory," he opened his mouth out wide and breathed out a fury of flames. Huntress grabbed the lid of the dustbin and shielded herself from the flames. The handle of the lid suddenly heated up and started burning her hand. Gritting her teeth she held onto it until the flames disappeared. She threw the lid at Dragon and it hit him in the shoulder. He stumbled backwards. She jumped up and ran towards him and then spun around, kicking him on the side of his head. He fell to the floor and didn't move afterwards. Huntress sighed with relief and sat down on the ground. ::Huntress?:: she heard Oracle call out through the commset. "I got him," Huntress replied. ::Okay, the police are already on their way, where's Walker, I can't get hold of her?:: Huntress had forgotten about Walker and jumped up, but before she could reach the back door, Dragon appeared in front of her. "Wah." was all she could say before he open his mouth. Huntress saw the flames well up in his mouth and slowly explode out of his mouth, but before it reached Huntress, a white foam covered both of them and Dragon started screaming. Walker stood behind them with a fire extinguisher. Huntress grinned, "Glad you could join in! Oracle's trying to get hold of you." "I know, my mic's broken," Walker replied. She walked up to Dragon and grabbed him at the arm. He managed to twist himself free and started running to the jetty.
"I gotta89 get away from them," Dragon thought as he ran around a corner. Suddenly somebody appears in front of him. "Mr Bad!" Dragon exclaimed as the fear rose in him. Mathhew tried to contain his anger. He had watched Dragon and Huntress fight outside and another one he suspected was Shadow Walker, appear later. Then he watched this coward, Dragon, run away from them. "What are you doing?" he asked as he walked up to Dragon. "I. I got a plan, I'm just." Dragon swallowed hard and the fell silent. He then fell to his knees, "Please, I almost had them, I will get the just please." his eyes widened as Matthew lifted his hands. Static started building up between his fingers. "No." Dragon whispered as Matthew extended his arm. Walker had just rounded the corner when suddenly the place lit up with electricity; she ducked around the corner trying to avoid being electrocuted. Huntress watched as Dragon shot up into the air with lightning coursing around him. His body twitched and shook as the electricity coursed through him. Then Matthew let go of him and climbed into his boat.
Walker peeped over her arm and saw the burnt body of Dragon lying not too far away. She stood up and looked around the corner and saw someone climb into the boat. The figure started turning around to look back. Walker squinted to see who it was but was distracted by the sound of sirens. She watched as police cars pulled up and then looked back at the boat. It had disappeared.
She ran up to the edge and saw the boat off in the distance. It was already too far away to see the driver. Walker just stared, her mind wondering.
Huntress walked up behind her, "C'mon, let's go, I'll buy that beer for you." Shadow Walker smiled as they walked to Walker's car, "And I think I owe you a vodka."
***
Matthew sat in his chair in the darkness of the room. He held a scotch glass in ine hand and a bottle of whisky in the other. He sips the last of the whiskey out of the glass and places it on the counter next to him. His mood is dark and he stares at the wall in front of him. "Damn that Shadow Walker!" he said softly. She turned out to be tougher than he thought. He had spent a lot on the fool Dragon and he turned out to be a coward, worthless. Matthew needed somebody stronger, somebody who wouldn't waste time. He made a note talk to his contacts again. Maybe, just maybe there would be someone, worthy enough.
***
The following afternoon Cris stood on the balcony, thinking. Something about the previous night bothered her. The other person in the boat, who was he or she. Were they working for the same person as Dragon and for whom was Dragon working for anyway? "Penny for your thoughts?" Barbara said as she approached Cris. Cris smiled as she turned to face Barbara. "I can help thinking this isn't over," Cris replied. Barbara smiled and looked down thought a bit and then looked up at Cris, "It never is."
***
"So tell me, how have you been?" Harleen smiled as she looked up. She looked straight at Matthew. Matthew smiled and the answered her, "I met someone the other day."
The End.
[[Author's Note: I like adding possible soundtracks to my stories, so imagine the following scene with Linkin Park's "Points of Authority" reanimation remix, playing in the background]]
Huntress and Walker walked on opposite ends of the factory. The factory was filled with boxes and pipes. The pipes, ranging from really small ones to the big ones that a full grown adult could fit into, were either stacked on the floors or hung from the roof with chains.
"Oracle, can you read any heat signatures here other than Shadow Walker's and mine?" Huntress asks softly. ::The heat from the burning building overshadows the whole of the perimeter, I can't get any readings for several buildings:: Barbara replied through the comm.. "Damn," Huntress swore softly.
Walker stepped over a few poles that lay strewn over the floor. She heard a sudden whoosh and ducked as a pole sailed over her head. While bending down she picked up a pipe. Dragon walked out from his hiding place. He grinned as her circled around Walker. "Shadow Walker, what an honor!" He says swings the pole at her. She blocks it with her pipe. He pulls the pole back, "You're a hard one to get hold of," he says and then lifts the pole up and brings it down to her. She lifts her pipe horizontally blocking his pole and then swings it hitting him in the face, cutting him in the cheek. Kneeling on one knee, he touches his cheek and looks at his bloodied fingers. He then looks up and glares at her. He swings his pole at her feet and she jumps to avoid it. As soon as she lands he jumps up holding both ends of the pipe and rushes towards her. She blocks the pole but he manages to push her into the wall. Pinned against the wall, Walker tried to push him away but he just stood there, pressing against her. "Finally, face to face," he spat out. "Oh man this guy's breath stinks!" Walker thought as she gritted her teeth. He grinned, "Why don't ya take off that mask huh?" he said as he pushes the pole closer. Their noses almost touched. "Why, aren't my eyes enough?" Walker asks. He smiled and then licked the side of her face. Walker suddenly kneed him in the groin. He screamed out as he fell to the floor. Walker smiled as she stood over him, "No offense, but you're not my kind." Suddenly Dragon swings his legs around tripping Walker. Walker hits the floor with a grunt as the wind is knocked out of her. Dragon jumps up and kicks her in the stomach. She slides backwards into a rack of pipes, tipping it, and then all the pipes fall down upon her.
Dragon grinned as he walked to the pipes that rolled over the ground, but before he could bend down, something behind him hits him square in the back. He topples over groaning. Rolling to his side he looked up and saw Huntress walking over to him. "I don't like it when people beat my friends up," she said stopping in front of him, "So why don't you just be a good boy and give yourself up, or I'm gonna have to hurt you." Dragon smiles as he slowly hoists himself up. "You again, what? Can't you get enough of me?" he says wiping some spittle away from his mouth. Huntress cocked her head to one side and then leaped into the air, but before she could kick him in the chin, he ducked and moved sideways. "Or did you re-consider my offer?" He asked. "Okay, you know what? You're sick!" Huntress replies and then lunges at him punching him in the face. He steps backwards. Blood starts dripping out of his nose, over his mouth. Touching his lip and the seeing the blood, he looked up at Huntress and sneered, "You're gonna regret that bitch!" He thrust his hand forward, shooting out a small fireball towards her. She stepped back and watched as it sped past her nearly singing her, and dissipated in mid air. Just then Walker jumped out from a pile of poles and punched him on his side. He stumbled backwards into a wall. Next to him hung a chain, connected to a winch used to winch crates and boxes up into the platforms above them. He grabbed the chain and threw it around Walker's neck and pulled it tight, and then he pulled the winch leaver down. The chain tightened around her neck and then started lifting her up in the air, choking her. "Damn I got to get to that lever," Huntress thought as she watched Walker struggling in the air. Walker kicked her legs as she tried pulling the chain away from her neck. As she tried gasping for air she could feel her face slowly turn red as the pressure built up in her head. Huntress slowly approached Dragon, who seemed very pleased with himself. He grinned at her, getting ready to attack. Huntress didn't have much time so she had to get him away as soon as she could and then pull the lever up. He picked a pipe up and swung it at her, Huntress blocked it with her hand and pushed it back at him hitting him in the chest. Then, still holding on to the pipe she used it to vault over Dragon. She reached the lever, but before she could release it, Dragon caught her foot and pulled her down. As she landed on the floor she looked up and saw that Walker wasn't struggling as much. She looked back at dragon and kick hard at his face. She could feel his nose crushing under the blow and he cried out, letting her go. She rushed up to the lever releasing it. Walker felt as her consciousness slowly faded with the lack of oxygen. Just as she was about to pass out she felt herself drop and as she landed she crumpled to the floor. Lying on her back she gulped in air and coughed at the same time. Huntress ran up to her and checked to see if she was all right. She then noticed that Dragon wasn't there anymore. Walker grabbed her coat and said, "Go! I'm alright." Nodding she ran off, after Dragon.
Huntress followed a trail of blood through the back and then outside. As she stepped out she managed to duck as a rush of fire headed towards her. She rolled on the ground and then quickly stood up facing Dragon. His mouth and chin dripped with blood as it poured out of his nose. Spitting the blood out of his mouth he threw a dustbin at her, which she easily kicked out her way. "You're a tough one to get rid of," he said, "But this time you're going in a blaze of glory," he opened his mouth out wide and breathed out a fury of flames. Huntress grabbed the lid of the dustbin and shielded herself from the flames. The handle of the lid suddenly heated up and started burning her hand. Gritting her teeth she held onto it until the flames disappeared. She threw the lid at Dragon and it hit him in the shoulder. He stumbled backwards. She jumped up and ran towards him and then spun around, kicking him on the side of his head. He fell to the floor and didn't move afterwards. Huntress sighed with relief and sat down on the ground. ::Huntress?:: she heard Oracle call out through the commset. "I got him," Huntress replied. ::Okay, the police are already on their way, where's Walker, I can't get hold of her?:: Huntress had forgotten about Walker and jumped up, but before she could reach the back door, Dragon appeared in front of her. "Wah." was all she could say before he open his mouth. Huntress saw the flames well up in his mouth and slowly explode out of his mouth, but before it reached Huntress, a white foam covered both of them and Dragon started screaming. Walker stood behind them with a fire extinguisher. Huntress grinned, "Glad you could join in! Oracle's trying to get hold of you." "I know, my mic's broken," Walker replied. She walked up to Dragon and grabbed him at the arm. He managed to twist himself free and started running to the jetty.
"I gotta89 get away from them," Dragon thought as he ran around a corner. Suddenly somebody appears in front of him. "Mr Bad!" Dragon exclaimed as the fear rose in him. Mathhew tried to contain his anger. He had watched Dragon and Huntress fight outside and another one he suspected was Shadow Walker, appear later. Then he watched this coward, Dragon, run away from them. "What are you doing?" he asked as he walked up to Dragon. "I. I got a plan, I'm just." Dragon swallowed hard and the fell silent. He then fell to his knees, "Please, I almost had them, I will get the just please." his eyes widened as Matthew lifted his hands. Static started building up between his fingers. "No." Dragon whispered as Matthew extended his arm. Walker had just rounded the corner when suddenly the place lit up with electricity; she ducked around the corner trying to avoid being electrocuted. Huntress watched as Dragon shot up into the air with lightning coursing around him. His body twitched and shook as the electricity coursed through him. Then Matthew let go of him and climbed into his boat.
Walker peeped over her arm and saw the burnt body of Dragon lying not too far away. She stood up and looked around the corner and saw someone climb into the boat. The figure started turning around to look back. Walker squinted to see who it was but was distracted by the sound of sirens. She watched as police cars pulled up and then looked back at the boat. It had disappeared.
She ran up to the edge and saw the boat off in the distance. It was already too far away to see the driver. Walker just stared, her mind wondering.
Huntress walked up behind her, "C'mon, let's go, I'll buy that beer for you." Shadow Walker smiled as they walked to Walker's car, "And I think I owe you a vodka."
***
Matthew sat in his chair in the darkness of the room. He held a scotch glass in ine hand and a bottle of whisky in the other. He sips the last of the whiskey out of the glass and places it on the counter next to him. His mood is dark and he stares at the wall in front of him. "Damn that Shadow Walker!" he said softly. She turned out to be tougher than he thought. He had spent a lot on the fool Dragon and he turned out to be a coward, worthless. Matthew needed somebody stronger, somebody who wouldn't waste time. He made a note talk to his contacts again. Maybe, just maybe there would be someone, worthy enough.
***
The following afternoon Cris stood on the balcony, thinking. Something about the previous night bothered her. The other person in the boat, who was he or she. Were they working for the same person as Dragon and for whom was Dragon working for anyway? "Penny for your thoughts?" Barbara said as she approached Cris. Cris smiled as she turned to face Barbara. "I can help thinking this isn't over," Cris replied. Barbara smiled and looked down thought a bit and then looked up at Cris, "It never is."
***
"So tell me, how have you been?" Harleen smiled as she looked up. She looked straight at Matthew. Matthew smiled and the answered her, "I met someone the other day."
The End.