CHAPTER 3
Barbra helped put a band-aid on the cut over Helena's right eye brow. "Ouch!" she yelped as she flinched.
"Well, you don't have to be a baby about this," Barbra said as she closed the first aid kit. "You're lucky that you escaped with a black eye, and few scrapes and bruises."
"Yea, very lucky!" Helena replied. "Did you find any information on this Raven character?"
"I have, but I have not been able to dig anything up on Raven," Barbra replied controlling her wheel chair to the large platform towards the main computer. Helena, who had been sitting on the desk, hopped off and joined her onto the platform. Dinah and Reese followed Helena to the platform. "I can find nothing on Raven. The fact that she is a shape shifter makes it very difficult. Who knows if you saw her in his or her original form."
"Well, that is big help," Helena replied. "What am I suppose to do, send out an invitation to have her come and get her ass kicking?"
"It's not going to be that easy. She can be anyone in the city and you would not know it until it's too late. We have to find a way to identify her."
"And how are we suppose to do that?" Helena said sarcastically."
"Do you have a better idea?" Barbra asked, returning her sarcasm.
"Yea, draw her out and then give her a beating she won't soon forget."
"I understand you're upset…"
"How the hell are you suppose to understand the way I feel?" Helena snapped. "Any of you? I am responsible for the deaths of hundreds on innocent lives, and now to top of it, I just got my ass kicked by freak who can steal identities. You, know, this hero business is really getting pointless."
"You don't mean that, do you?" Dinah asked sheepishly.
"Of course I mean it. It's pointless, and I'm actually going to do something about it. I quit! It's time I do things my way." Helena stormed off the ramp and out the exit.
"Did I miss something?" Reese asked. He witnessed the whole thing, and still wasn't sure what had just happened.
"Something is not right here," Barbra said suspiciously.
"Do you think that the Helena who was just here was actually Raven?" Dinah offered.
"I don't even know if that whole story was true," Barbra put the palms of her hands together and touched her lips with the two index fingers. "There is no evidence whatsoever that proves the existence of a meta-human with the powers to change shapes."
"In the past year that I have known Helena, I have seen some pretty weird stuff, including trying to be murdered by a man who can turn into liquid. After that experience, I'll believe almost anything," Reese replied.
"Yes, I am not going to write off what she said as of yet, but I am not going to say that that the person who just stormed off was this Raven character yet. Something is seriously wrong with Helena."
"Shouldn't someone keep an eye on Helena before she does something rash?" Reese suggested.
Reese was right, in this current state of mind, Helena could do something very rash that would result in hurting herself or someone else. Her choices of who the one to look after her be was very limited. Reese would gladly do it in a heartbeat, but his job can interfere with his capabilities during a highly pivotal time. Dinah was still very young and inexperienced. She did not have the stealth life style down as of yet. Just as she was beginning to learn about it, the secret had been released and Harley Quinn made her big move to try to bring Gotham to it's knees.
"Dinah, I am going to ask you to do something very important. This is the most important task ever assigned to you. You must remember everything we have taught you in the past year. I need you to find Helena and keep an eye out on her."
"I won't let you down," Dinah said with a smile.
"Go put on a pair of those video feed contact lenses on and get going. Remember, do not approach her in this state of mind. Who knows what Helena is capable of doing right now."
"Jesse, will you help whenever possible?" Barbra looked up at Reese.
"Of course I will," he replied.
"Great. Dinah. I will be able to see everything you see, but also report to Detective Reese periodically."
"What are you going to do?" Reese asked.
"First thing is I am going to examine the blood stains on the floor and see if I can find out if she really is the real Helena or not.
* * * *
An officer open the bar gate and Helena walked into the stone cold room. In the middle of the room was a octagon shaped plastic cell. Inside of it sat Dr. Quinzel dressed in her white prison suit. She stood up and grinned with evil delight when she saw Helena walk up to her cell with a stern, anger look in her face. The officers had tried to give her special glasses so Dr. Quinzel could not hypnotize her visitors, but Helena had come prepared wearing her special contacts.
"Oh, if it isn't little sweet Helena Kyle, here to pay a visit to her favorit psychiatrist."
"Well, if it isn't the mega psycho bitch," Helena answered back.
"Awww, what's the matter, still mad about being taken advantage of, are we? Feeling guilty about how you could s spill out all your dark little secrets to me and know that you are responsible for the death of Barbra Gordon's love and the mass devastation that had been done to Gotham."
"You know, if you were not in that cell, I would kill you in an instant," Helena growled.
"Would you now? That's not very hero like. Maybe I affected you a little more than I had hoped. How wonderful."
"Shut up!" Helena kicked the plastic cell. That only caused Dr. Quinzel to laugh.
"Perhaps you never heard, but it's that heated temper of your which caused Clay Face to get out of here. A little something I learned from him. You really are not good at this hero thing are you? You and I should be partners. Imagine it Helena, you and me the queens of the criminal world. We can rule Gotham and bring anyone who stands against us to their knees."
"You really are, psycho, aren't you? You must be if you think an offer like that would tempt me. Anyway, I am hero enough to bring you down. Because of me, you are going to be locked in this tiny cell for the rest of your life."
Dr. Quinzel laughed at Helena mockingly. "You are extremely naive, Helena Kyle. Do you really think this cell will keep me here forever? In less than a year, I will be out of here and Gotham will be left in utter ruins. Call it a prophecy or whatever. The first thing that will be destroyed is your precious clock tower."
"Dream on. I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure you rot in this cell for a very long time." Helena turned and headed for the exit.
"Time will tell who the dreamer really is, Helena."
Barbra helped put a band-aid on the cut over Helena's right eye brow. "Ouch!" she yelped as she flinched.
"Well, you don't have to be a baby about this," Barbra said as she closed the first aid kit. "You're lucky that you escaped with a black eye, and few scrapes and bruises."
"Yea, very lucky!" Helena replied. "Did you find any information on this Raven character?"
"I have, but I have not been able to dig anything up on Raven," Barbra replied controlling her wheel chair to the large platform towards the main computer. Helena, who had been sitting on the desk, hopped off and joined her onto the platform. Dinah and Reese followed Helena to the platform. "I can find nothing on Raven. The fact that she is a shape shifter makes it very difficult. Who knows if you saw her in his or her original form."
"Well, that is big help," Helena replied. "What am I suppose to do, send out an invitation to have her come and get her ass kicking?"
"It's not going to be that easy. She can be anyone in the city and you would not know it until it's too late. We have to find a way to identify her."
"And how are we suppose to do that?" Helena said sarcastically."
"Do you have a better idea?" Barbra asked, returning her sarcasm.
"Yea, draw her out and then give her a beating she won't soon forget."
"I understand you're upset…"
"How the hell are you suppose to understand the way I feel?" Helena snapped. "Any of you? I am responsible for the deaths of hundreds on innocent lives, and now to top of it, I just got my ass kicked by freak who can steal identities. You, know, this hero business is really getting pointless."
"You don't mean that, do you?" Dinah asked sheepishly.
"Of course I mean it. It's pointless, and I'm actually going to do something about it. I quit! It's time I do things my way." Helena stormed off the ramp and out the exit.
"Did I miss something?" Reese asked. He witnessed the whole thing, and still wasn't sure what had just happened.
"Something is not right here," Barbra said suspiciously.
"Do you think that the Helena who was just here was actually Raven?" Dinah offered.
"I don't even know if that whole story was true," Barbra put the palms of her hands together and touched her lips with the two index fingers. "There is no evidence whatsoever that proves the existence of a meta-human with the powers to change shapes."
"In the past year that I have known Helena, I have seen some pretty weird stuff, including trying to be murdered by a man who can turn into liquid. After that experience, I'll believe almost anything," Reese replied.
"Yes, I am not going to write off what she said as of yet, but I am not going to say that that the person who just stormed off was this Raven character yet. Something is seriously wrong with Helena."
"Shouldn't someone keep an eye on Helena before she does something rash?" Reese suggested.
Reese was right, in this current state of mind, Helena could do something very rash that would result in hurting herself or someone else. Her choices of who the one to look after her be was very limited. Reese would gladly do it in a heartbeat, but his job can interfere with his capabilities during a highly pivotal time. Dinah was still very young and inexperienced. She did not have the stealth life style down as of yet. Just as she was beginning to learn about it, the secret had been released and Harley Quinn made her big move to try to bring Gotham to it's knees.
"Dinah, I am going to ask you to do something very important. This is the most important task ever assigned to you. You must remember everything we have taught you in the past year. I need you to find Helena and keep an eye out on her."
"I won't let you down," Dinah said with a smile.
"Go put on a pair of those video feed contact lenses on and get going. Remember, do not approach her in this state of mind. Who knows what Helena is capable of doing right now."
"Jesse, will you help whenever possible?" Barbra looked up at Reese.
"Of course I will," he replied.
"Great. Dinah. I will be able to see everything you see, but also report to Detective Reese periodically."
"What are you going to do?" Reese asked.
"First thing is I am going to examine the blood stains on the floor and see if I can find out if she really is the real Helena or not.
* * * *
An officer open the bar gate and Helena walked into the stone cold room. In the middle of the room was a octagon shaped plastic cell. Inside of it sat Dr. Quinzel dressed in her white prison suit. She stood up and grinned with evil delight when she saw Helena walk up to her cell with a stern, anger look in her face. The officers had tried to give her special glasses so Dr. Quinzel could not hypnotize her visitors, but Helena had come prepared wearing her special contacts.
"Oh, if it isn't little sweet Helena Kyle, here to pay a visit to her favorit psychiatrist."
"Well, if it isn't the mega psycho bitch," Helena answered back.
"Awww, what's the matter, still mad about being taken advantage of, are we? Feeling guilty about how you could s spill out all your dark little secrets to me and know that you are responsible for the death of Barbra Gordon's love and the mass devastation that had been done to Gotham."
"You know, if you were not in that cell, I would kill you in an instant," Helena growled.
"Would you now? That's not very hero like. Maybe I affected you a little more than I had hoped. How wonderful."
"Shut up!" Helena kicked the plastic cell. That only caused Dr. Quinzel to laugh.
"Perhaps you never heard, but it's that heated temper of your which caused Clay Face to get out of here. A little something I learned from him. You really are not good at this hero thing are you? You and I should be partners. Imagine it Helena, you and me the queens of the criminal world. We can rule Gotham and bring anyone who stands against us to their knees."
"You really are, psycho, aren't you? You must be if you think an offer like that would tempt me. Anyway, I am hero enough to bring you down. Because of me, you are going to be locked in this tiny cell for the rest of your life."
Dr. Quinzel laughed at Helena mockingly. "You are extremely naive, Helena Kyle. Do you really think this cell will keep me here forever? In less than a year, I will be out of here and Gotham will be left in utter ruins. Call it a prophecy or whatever. The first thing that will be destroyed is your precious clock tower."
"Dream on. I'm gonna do everything in my power to make sure you rot in this cell for a very long time." Helena turned and headed for the exit.
"Time will tell who the dreamer really is, Helena."