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Part 2
Barbara Gordon sighed in boredom, it was a quiet night, nothing was going on in the streets of New Gotham. "You may as well come home, there's nothing going on." She said to Helena and Dinah who were currently on sweeps.
"We'll be back soon." Huntress answered.
Dinah huffed, "No, we'll be hours. Huntress dragged me to the outskirts looking for trouble." She told her mentor.
Barbara couldn't help but smile, she heard Huntress slap Dinah's arm. "Now now children. That's not a good impression to make on criminals."
"Yeah yeah, Can you ask Alfred to have some food made when we get home? I'm starving."
"You're always starving." Dinah said, beating Barbara to it.
"You are so gonna get it, kid."
Barbara then heard her protégés having a little game of chase. It made Barbara feel unbelievably happy to hear the girls being childish and happy.
But her happiness was soon replaced with horror as she heard gunfire ring out over the transmitters.
"Huntress?! Dinah?!" She shouted out. She was met with silence. "Someone come in!" She ordered.
"Oracle… Dinah's been shot."
Barbara lost her voice. Dinah, the young canary, had been shot. She wanted to cry, her worst fear had come true. She couldn't let Dinah die.
"Barbara!" Huntress cried out.
Everything in Barbara's head cleared. She went on autopilot to try and help. "Bring her to the clock tower, quickly." She said very much as Oracle. She then went about setting things up.
Huntress was at Dinah's side. She was forced into déjà vu of her mother lying on the street bleeding to death.
"Hel?" Dinah ask quietly, her voice only audible to Helena's above par hearing.
Helena laid a hand on Dinah's forehead. "It's ok. Barbara's gonna take care of you."
Dinah nodded trying to believe it but tears still ran from her eyes. She was trembling as her bloody hands tried to cover her stomach wound.
Helena took her leather duster off and put it over Dinah in an attempt to make her warm.
"I have to get you back to the clock tower." She put her arms under Dinah and the girl winced in pain. "Put your arm around my neck." When she did Helena informed, "This is going to hurt but you need to be strong ok?"
Dinah nodded again and gritted her teeth as Helena lifted her from the ground. She couldn't help but whimper.
"It's ok, kid." Helena said trying to give her some comfort. She wanted to take off and scale the rooftops but she had to be careful with the fragile young girl. So she ran as fast as she could without adding to Dinah's pain.
Part 2
Barbara Gordon sighed in boredom, it was a quiet night, nothing was going on in the streets of New Gotham. "You may as well come home, there's nothing going on." She said to Helena and Dinah who were currently on sweeps.
"We'll be back soon." Huntress answered.
Dinah huffed, "No, we'll be hours. Huntress dragged me to the outskirts looking for trouble." She told her mentor.
Barbara couldn't help but smile, she heard Huntress slap Dinah's arm. "Now now children. That's not a good impression to make on criminals."
"Yeah yeah, Can you ask Alfred to have some food made when we get home? I'm starving."
"You're always starving." Dinah said, beating Barbara to it.
"You are so gonna get it, kid."
Barbara then heard her protégés having a little game of chase. It made Barbara feel unbelievably happy to hear the girls being childish and happy.
But her happiness was soon replaced with horror as she heard gunfire ring out over the transmitters.
"Huntress?! Dinah?!" She shouted out. She was met with silence. "Someone come in!" She ordered.
"Oracle… Dinah's been shot."
Barbara lost her voice. Dinah, the young canary, had been shot. She wanted to cry, her worst fear had come true. She couldn't let Dinah die.
"Barbara!" Huntress cried out.
Everything in Barbara's head cleared. She went on autopilot to try and help. "Bring her to the clock tower, quickly." She said very much as Oracle. She then went about setting things up.
Huntress was at Dinah's side. She was forced into déjà vu of her mother lying on the street bleeding to death.
"Hel?" Dinah ask quietly, her voice only audible to Helena's above par hearing.
Helena laid a hand on Dinah's forehead. "It's ok. Barbara's gonna take care of you."
Dinah nodded trying to believe it but tears still ran from her eyes. She was trembling as her bloody hands tried to cover her stomach wound.
Helena took her leather duster off and put it over Dinah in an attempt to make her warm.
"I have to get you back to the clock tower." She put her arms under Dinah and the girl winced in pain. "Put your arm around my neck." When she did Helena informed, "This is going to hurt but you need to be strong ok?"
Dinah nodded again and gritted her teeth as Helena lifted her from the ground. She couldn't help but whimper.
"It's ok, kid." Helena said trying to give her some comfort. She wanted to take off and scale the rooftops but she had to be careful with the fragile young girl. So she ran as fast as she could without adding to Dinah's pain.