A blow to the head from a batarang made Scarecrow fall.
"Move away from her" Oracle's voice rang out as she took the weapon in her hands at its return.
"Here Barbara Gordon!" he laughed sarcastically as he got up "It is still not your moment... as for her... Well ... we can prolong this a little bit." He showed them his hand with blood "... I have already advanced enough."
Dinah felt the rage flood her and making a quick movement with her hand, threw him far from Helena. Scarecrow wasn't prepared for that, he decided that this was the moment to run away, also, it was more amusing that way. Prolonging agonies was his pleasure.
"You choose, catch me or save her" he told Barbara and Dinah "We will see each other soon" Scarecrow ran down the stairwell and disappeared out the door.
Dinah tried to run after him but Barbara stopped her "We'll have time later for that." she said.
Helena was on her side in the corner of the bar service table, she breathed faster, the wound hurt her a lot. She tried to cover it with her right hand. She leaned her left forearm in the floor trying to get up.
"Oh God.!" Barbara mumbled when seeing it. Dinah tried to come closer but Barbara stopped her. She knew that if Helena was affected by Scarecrow's drug, she could be dangerous. Helena was sweating and very weak, she fell on her right side groaning again. Barbara put away some pieces of metal and wheeled herself near her.
"Helena.?" she called her smoothly "Helena it's me, Barbara, let me help you, you are hurt."
"Go away..." she whispered.
"Helena, please, look at me..." Barbara came closer. "I need to help you."
"It was all my fault ..." Helena looked her "I killed her..."
"You didn't kill anyone. God! Helena, you are bleeding!" Barbara told her.
"I allowed my mom die. " The eyes of Huntress began to close "My dad hates me for that."
Barbara took advantage of the moment to come even closer and put her hand smoothly on her thigh, she felt no rejection, and took off Helena's jacket that covered her waist. She could see the wound then, Helena held in her hand the piece of glass buried in her side, she was soaked in blood. Barbara closed her eyes and pressed the lips together.
"That damned." she mumbled.
"I'm afraid..." the youth said crying "... the bats, they're here."
"I know that you are afraid," Barbara looked her worried "but nothing is here, it's just an illusion. Please Helena, I need take you out of here"
Helena agreed with the head. Barbara looked at Dinah and she came closer.
"It was my fault .. I let her die..." Helena whispered.
"We need to remove the glass" Barbara told them "or we can hurt her even more"
"Move the bats... move the bats..." Helena said with a low voice.
"Helena it's me. Dinah." The blond youth leaned next to Helena.
"They're still here. they want to hurt me." Helena had a lost look.
"What?" Dinah looked at Barbara.
"She is delirious Dinah, hurry up."
"Sorry Helena, I'll take this off, it will hurt you a little" she told Helena smoothly. Dinah took the glass and removed it with a quick movement. Helena screamed. "It's okay, it's okay, it's already out" Dinah took a napkin off the bar and placed it on the wound. "I don't believe that she can walk..." she looked at Barbara "I'll have to load her."
"Well, I'm going to open the Van..."
* * *
There's a compound that I'm not able to identify," Barbara said to Dinah while she observed a sample of blood in the microscope.
"Here is the result that you asked me for" Dinah extended her a paper.
Barbara read it and said "Oh God, I can't work on the antidote until I identify the compound. I need you to return to the bar and clean up any traces of blood before Leonel opens," she watched her clock "remember that Helena is not herself, but we are on time to save her. I also need you to check the apartment , if Helena breathed gas, as she told us, there should be a bulb or something like that there, look for a container of plastic, glass whatever."
"How are you going to prepare that?"
"Do you remember the procedure that we practiced last week?" Barbara asked Dinah, the youth nodded. "Well, I'm going to apply that but in reverse order, it's obviously using the component that we ignore at 30 percent. Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now go, the clock is ticking."
Dinah agreed and she went to the elevator. Barbara raised her eyes so she could watch Helena she was on the second floor, on the sofa in the livingroom. She took off her eyeglasses and saw that she was moving restlessly.
* * *
The nightmares didn't allow Helena to sleep, she opened her eyes suddenly, shivering. She recognized the roof of the Clock tower and began to remember, Barbara and Dinah had rescued her in the bar and had taken her there. Barbara had been right, the panic that Scarecrow induced in people was really terrifying.
She straightened out a little and looked to her wound, Barbara had placed a bandage around her waist after she had applied first aid. She leaned back again and closed her eyes, she felt all her body broken. She tried to rest but she couldn't, the fear that she was feeling didnt let her.
Suddenly she felt danger, she opened her eyes, they had changed to cat eyes. She saw the Scarecrow standing in front of her.
"Helena Kyle" he smiled "how do you feel?"
Helena couldn't move because of the fear. Scarecrow leaned next to her and put one of his hands over the bandage in her waist, she followed his movements terrified.
"I see, you are recovering, Still hurts?..."
Helena felt a chill traveling her body. Remembering the pain that he had made feel her at the bar, she began to breathe excitedly.
"Can we continue where we left off?..." Scarecrow opened a knife in front of her.
"No..." Helena mumbled looking when he placed the edge of the knife in the bandage and began to cut it.
* * *
Barbara was in the laboratory, preparing a small syringe, similar to a pen. She placed it in the pocket of her jacket and went to the elevator. When she arrived at the living room Alfred was next to Helena, he heard her arriving and stood up. Barbara looked at the expression on the youth's face. She wheeled next to Helena.
"He's here!" Helena told her looking frightened.
"Listen to me Helena," Barbara took her head in her hands and looked to Helena's eyes They were still two slight lines, "You are under the effect of some drug, remember? Many things that you see and hear are not real. Scarecrow wants to drive you to madness or to the suicide. I am looking for the antidote, give me just a little more time."
"No!" Helena straightened out.
"Helena, you are safe!" Barbara exclaimed.
"Scarecrow is here!" Helena fought to wake up, in spite of Barbara's efforts to restrain her.
"You will injure yourself again, stay calm!"
"No Barbara, he is here!" Helena got up.
Alfred hugged her trying to stop her and she tried to hit him. Barbara took out the syringe and she injected it in her thigh with a quick movement.
"Barbara... No!... " Helena pushed her hand off but it was too late.
"Helena I need that you calm down!" shouted Barbara.
"... It's a mistake.." She hesitated, then stepped back and stumbled with a table, her body began to loosen.
Alfred held her to keep her from falling on the floor "What was that?" he asked looking at the syringe.
"A tranquilizer," Barbara explained tooking her hair off her face "I brought it thinking that something like this could happen. I need to find that antidote soon."
Alfred reclined Helena against the sofa.
"Barbara... listen to me " the youth whispered fighting to avoid loosing consciousness "Be careful..."
"I need you to calm down, please Helena" Barbara wiped her forehead with a napkin. "I hate do this to you."
"Listen to me... he cut my ... dressing... wanted to kill me again. be careful."
"No, was a dream."
"Please Barbara." Helena couldn't avoid closing her eyes, then fell asleep.
"Oh God, Helena, it was just a dream." Barbara examined Helena's wound, she opened her eyes surprised, the bandage was cut almost until the half.
"The reality is sometimes more surprising than the fantasy" she heard a voice behind her and felt a strong blow to her head, everything became black.
"Move away from her" Oracle's voice rang out as she took the weapon in her hands at its return.
"Here Barbara Gordon!" he laughed sarcastically as he got up "It is still not your moment... as for her... Well ... we can prolong this a little bit." He showed them his hand with blood "... I have already advanced enough."
Dinah felt the rage flood her and making a quick movement with her hand, threw him far from Helena. Scarecrow wasn't prepared for that, he decided that this was the moment to run away, also, it was more amusing that way. Prolonging agonies was his pleasure.
"You choose, catch me or save her" he told Barbara and Dinah "We will see each other soon" Scarecrow ran down the stairwell and disappeared out the door.
Dinah tried to run after him but Barbara stopped her "We'll have time later for that." she said.
Helena was on her side in the corner of the bar service table, she breathed faster, the wound hurt her a lot. She tried to cover it with her right hand. She leaned her left forearm in the floor trying to get up.
"Oh God.!" Barbara mumbled when seeing it. Dinah tried to come closer but Barbara stopped her. She knew that if Helena was affected by Scarecrow's drug, she could be dangerous. Helena was sweating and very weak, she fell on her right side groaning again. Barbara put away some pieces of metal and wheeled herself near her.
"Helena.?" she called her smoothly "Helena it's me, Barbara, let me help you, you are hurt."
"Go away..." she whispered.
"Helena, please, look at me..." Barbara came closer. "I need to help you."
"It was all my fault ..." Helena looked her "I killed her..."
"You didn't kill anyone. God! Helena, you are bleeding!" Barbara told her.
"I allowed my mom die. " The eyes of Huntress began to close "My dad hates me for that."
Barbara took advantage of the moment to come even closer and put her hand smoothly on her thigh, she felt no rejection, and took off Helena's jacket that covered her waist. She could see the wound then, Helena held in her hand the piece of glass buried in her side, she was soaked in blood. Barbara closed her eyes and pressed the lips together.
"That damned." she mumbled.
"I'm afraid..." the youth said crying "... the bats, they're here."
"I know that you are afraid," Barbara looked her worried "but nothing is here, it's just an illusion. Please Helena, I need take you out of here"
Helena agreed with the head. Barbara looked at Dinah and she came closer.
"It was my fault .. I let her die..." Helena whispered.
"We need to remove the glass" Barbara told them "or we can hurt her even more"
"Move the bats... move the bats..." Helena said with a low voice.
"Helena it's me. Dinah." The blond youth leaned next to Helena.
"They're still here. they want to hurt me." Helena had a lost look.
"What?" Dinah looked at Barbara.
"She is delirious Dinah, hurry up."
"Sorry Helena, I'll take this off, it will hurt you a little" she told Helena smoothly. Dinah took the glass and removed it with a quick movement. Helena screamed. "It's okay, it's okay, it's already out" Dinah took a napkin off the bar and placed it on the wound. "I don't believe that she can walk..." she looked at Barbara "I'll have to load her."
"Well, I'm going to open the Van..."
* * *
There's a compound that I'm not able to identify," Barbara said to Dinah while she observed a sample of blood in the microscope.
"Here is the result that you asked me for" Dinah extended her a paper.
Barbara read it and said "Oh God, I can't work on the antidote until I identify the compound. I need you to return to the bar and clean up any traces of blood before Leonel opens," she watched her clock "remember that Helena is not herself, but we are on time to save her. I also need you to check the apartment , if Helena breathed gas, as she told us, there should be a bulb or something like that there, look for a container of plastic, glass whatever."
"How are you going to prepare that?"
"Do you remember the procedure that we practiced last week?" Barbara asked Dinah, the youth nodded. "Well, I'm going to apply that but in reverse order, it's obviously using the component that we ignore at 30 percent. Does that satisfy your curiosity? Now go, the clock is ticking."
Dinah agreed and she went to the elevator. Barbara raised her eyes so she could watch Helena she was on the second floor, on the sofa in the livingroom. She took off her eyeglasses and saw that she was moving restlessly.
* * *
The nightmares didn't allow Helena to sleep, she opened her eyes suddenly, shivering. She recognized the roof of the Clock tower and began to remember, Barbara and Dinah had rescued her in the bar and had taken her there. Barbara had been right, the panic that Scarecrow induced in people was really terrifying.
She straightened out a little and looked to her wound, Barbara had placed a bandage around her waist after she had applied first aid. She leaned back again and closed her eyes, she felt all her body broken. She tried to rest but she couldn't, the fear that she was feeling didnt let her.
Suddenly she felt danger, she opened her eyes, they had changed to cat eyes. She saw the Scarecrow standing in front of her.
"Helena Kyle" he smiled "how do you feel?"
Helena couldn't move because of the fear. Scarecrow leaned next to her and put one of his hands over the bandage in her waist, she followed his movements terrified.
"I see, you are recovering, Still hurts?..."
Helena felt a chill traveling her body. Remembering the pain that he had made feel her at the bar, she began to breathe excitedly.
"Can we continue where we left off?..." Scarecrow opened a knife in front of her.
"No..." Helena mumbled looking when he placed the edge of the knife in the bandage and began to cut it.
* * *
Barbara was in the laboratory, preparing a small syringe, similar to a pen. She placed it in the pocket of her jacket and went to the elevator. When she arrived at the living room Alfred was next to Helena, he heard her arriving and stood up. Barbara looked at the expression on the youth's face. She wheeled next to Helena.
"He's here!" Helena told her looking frightened.
"Listen to me Helena," Barbara took her head in her hands and looked to Helena's eyes They were still two slight lines, "You are under the effect of some drug, remember? Many things that you see and hear are not real. Scarecrow wants to drive you to madness or to the suicide. I am looking for the antidote, give me just a little more time."
"No!" Helena straightened out.
"Helena, you are safe!" Barbara exclaimed.
"Scarecrow is here!" Helena fought to wake up, in spite of Barbara's efforts to restrain her.
"You will injure yourself again, stay calm!"
"No Barbara, he is here!" Helena got up.
Alfred hugged her trying to stop her and she tried to hit him. Barbara took out the syringe and she injected it in her thigh with a quick movement.
"Barbara... No!... " Helena pushed her hand off but it was too late.
"Helena I need that you calm down!" shouted Barbara.
"... It's a mistake.." She hesitated, then stepped back and stumbled with a table, her body began to loosen.
Alfred held her to keep her from falling on the floor "What was that?" he asked looking at the syringe.
"A tranquilizer," Barbara explained tooking her hair off her face "I brought it thinking that something like this could happen. I need to find that antidote soon."
Alfred reclined Helena against the sofa.
"Barbara... listen to me " the youth whispered fighting to avoid loosing consciousness "Be careful..."
"I need you to calm down, please Helena" Barbara wiped her forehead with a napkin. "I hate do this to you."
"Listen to me... he cut my ... dressing... wanted to kill me again. be careful."
"No, was a dream."
"Please Barbara." Helena couldn't avoid closing her eyes, then fell asleep.
"Oh God, Helena, it was just a dream." Barbara examined Helena's wound, she opened her eyes surprised, the bandage was cut almost until the half.
"The reality is sometimes more surprising than the fantasy" she heard a voice behind her and felt a strong blow to her head, everything became black.