"What are you doing here? Did Huntress call you?" Poison clenched her
teeth, she was standing over Batgirl.
"No, I was looking for you." Batgirl said hitting her in the face. She kicked her and punched her in her face. Suddenly she felt a lot of pressure on her spine and groaned arching her back. Poison took the opportunity and hit her twice. Batgirl fell to the floor.
Poison jumped on her back and put her hands over her neck. Batgirl felt she was drowning and moved her arm looking for the piece of wood next to her. She took it in her hand and hit Poison with it on her head. Poison fell back.
Batgirl stood up and hit her in the face twice. Poison stepped back, she looked around at her lovely green house as it was burning down.
"Good bye Batbitch" she groaned running to the exit. "I'll see you later!"
Batgirl was going to follow her but it was impossible, the transponder was hurting her spine too much. She kneeled, bitting her lips she moved her hands to the transponder; she took it off with a big effort; she sighed with relief and began to coughed; the smoke was covering the place.
She began to drag to the next door when she felt a hand on her back and she whirled around throwing a punch. A hand grabbed her fist.
"It's me" Huntress looking at the strange belt with the box that she had in her hand. "Are you okay?"
"I can't walk." Barbara mumbled.
"What happened to you?" Helena kneeled to help her when she felt a vine wrap itself around her ankle. "Not now!" she yelled as it jerked her backwards.
Huntress struggled as the vine attempted to drag her deeper into the burning greenhouse. She tried to grab onto anything that would stop her. Batgirl tried to follow but collasped as another wave of pain overtook her.
Huntress snagged a piece of burning wood and shoved it against the vine. It released her ankle as it recoiled in pain. As she scrambled back to Batgirl, she heard a shot. A long thorn impaled itself on floor next to her hand. Looking behind her, she realized a big rose plant was using its thorns as a weapon to stop her. She ducked and rolled to avoid another volley as the building started to make an ominous sound.
"I don't have time for this." Huntress ran and rolled over to Barbara. She picked her up and ran to the exit. The plant continued throwing its big long thorns after her. The greenhouse began to shake as the fire burned through the supports. Putting on a burst of speed, Huntress jumped out of the building moments before it collasped in on its self.
Huntress and Barbara tumbled to the sidewalk.
"Did she hurt you?"
"No, it's the transponder".
"What is that?"
"A new invention... it's painful, it hurts my spine." Batgirl clenched her teeth, the pain was killing her.
"That thing made you walk?" Huntress looked at her concerned.
"Yes... but it hurts... Ahhh!." Barbara arched her back again. "Take me to Clock Tower... call Alfred.."
"Okay" Huntress nodded turning on her comm and picking her up into her arms once again, ran to the Clock Tower.
* * *
By the time Helena arrived at the Clock tower, Barbara had passed out. She stood impatiently as the elevator took its grand old time moving to the upper floor. She never had seen Barbara in that costume and she wondered how she could move in that uncomfortable thing. When the door opened she ran to the infirmary and put her on the table. Alfred was there waiting for them.
"She fainted Alfred" Helena said concerned.
"Help me to take off her mask and cape." Alfred examined the red head and used smelling salts. Barbara recoverd her senses slowly and groaned almost immediately.
"Where does it hurt?" Alfred asked.
"My spine hurts like hell" She moaned.
"Was it that machine?"
"Yes..."
Helena put the belt with the transponder on the table. Alfred turned Barbara gently over on to her stomach.
"Have you used it with out testing it?" He asked.
"I have tested it... but it is still not working very well. Everytime I try using it something doesn't work....Ow!
"Miss Barbara that was crazy to use it when it still hasn't been properly tested." Alfred seemed to be annoyed. Helena just looked at both of them.
"In my desk... a blue folder..."
"What happened Alfred?" Helena asked.
"I need to check her notes to find out which parts of her back that machine hurts to have an idea of what to do. She always makes notes of all her experiments." Alfred noticed Helena was sweating. "Are you okay Miss Helena?"
"Yes. How can I help you?" she said looking very worried about Barbara.
"Bring me that folder." Alfred said.
Helena ran to Barbara's desk and gave him the file. He examined it carefully. Helena took Barbara hand and squeezed it gently.
"Well, it looks as if the transponder causing pain by pressing the vertabrae in spine. I can give her a sedative and some medicine to lower the inflammation in her back that is causing the pain."
Alfred took a syringe and prepared it. Helena looked on as Alfred adminstered the shot and pain killers to Barbara. She wipped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve. She looked at the clock. After a long fifteen minutes, Alfred finished his work. Barbara slept deeply.
"Now we just sit back and wait." He looked at the cardiac monitor.
Helena took her mentors hand. "Is she going to be okay?"
"We'll know in a little while." Alfred looked into the concerned face of the kid.
"How you can you live this life? Always on the edge? Exposed to this anguish?" Helena asked now sweating profusely. "And don't tell me it's practice."
"All jobs have their own risks, this isthe price for helping people," Alfred said paying close attention to Helena movements. He felt something was wrong. "And many people like Barbara, and your father, thought that it was worth it. They had changed the lives of many people, I could say hundreds and sometimes thousands. She used the transponder knowing that it would hurt her, but she was just thinking about you."
"This was madness"
"The satisfaction of saving a life is something no other job can give to you."
Helena remembered the face of the girl when she prevented her mother from being killed. She changed the destiny of the girl by saving her mother. She would have liked for someone to have saved her mother's life. "Yes you are right. It would never change the satisfaction I feel either."
"Miss Helena you are pale."
"I'm nervous." she said wipping her forehead again.
Alfred checked the monitors again.
"Alfred will she be okay?" Helena asked hopefully.
"Yes Miss Helena, be optimistic, she is going to be fine." Alfred smiled taking off his gloves.
Helena smiled. Alfred noticed she was staggering slightly, her eyes were closing.
"Miss Helena, something is wrong with you. What happened?" Alfred walked to her.
"I'm okay. I. I just need to rest a while." Helena tried to grab on the edge of the table as she felt her knees buckle. As she started falling she jarred the table causing some of the test tubes to roll off. Alfred grabbed her in time to prevent her from hitting the floor. He felt warm in his hands when he touched her. Alfred then noticed the big thorn embedded in her back just below the shoulder blade.
"No, I was looking for you." Batgirl said hitting her in the face. She kicked her and punched her in her face. Suddenly she felt a lot of pressure on her spine and groaned arching her back. Poison took the opportunity and hit her twice. Batgirl fell to the floor.
Poison jumped on her back and put her hands over her neck. Batgirl felt she was drowning and moved her arm looking for the piece of wood next to her. She took it in her hand and hit Poison with it on her head. Poison fell back.
Batgirl stood up and hit her in the face twice. Poison stepped back, she looked around at her lovely green house as it was burning down.
"Good bye Batbitch" she groaned running to the exit. "I'll see you later!"
Batgirl was going to follow her but it was impossible, the transponder was hurting her spine too much. She kneeled, bitting her lips she moved her hands to the transponder; she took it off with a big effort; she sighed with relief and began to coughed; the smoke was covering the place.
She began to drag to the next door when she felt a hand on her back and she whirled around throwing a punch. A hand grabbed her fist.
"It's me" Huntress looking at the strange belt with the box that she had in her hand. "Are you okay?"
"I can't walk." Barbara mumbled.
"What happened to you?" Helena kneeled to help her when she felt a vine wrap itself around her ankle. "Not now!" she yelled as it jerked her backwards.
Huntress struggled as the vine attempted to drag her deeper into the burning greenhouse. She tried to grab onto anything that would stop her. Batgirl tried to follow but collasped as another wave of pain overtook her.
Huntress snagged a piece of burning wood and shoved it against the vine. It released her ankle as it recoiled in pain. As she scrambled back to Batgirl, she heard a shot. A long thorn impaled itself on floor next to her hand. Looking behind her, she realized a big rose plant was using its thorns as a weapon to stop her. She ducked and rolled to avoid another volley as the building started to make an ominous sound.
"I don't have time for this." Huntress ran and rolled over to Barbara. She picked her up and ran to the exit. The plant continued throwing its big long thorns after her. The greenhouse began to shake as the fire burned through the supports. Putting on a burst of speed, Huntress jumped out of the building moments before it collasped in on its self.
Huntress and Barbara tumbled to the sidewalk.
"Did she hurt you?"
"No, it's the transponder".
"What is that?"
"A new invention... it's painful, it hurts my spine." Batgirl clenched her teeth, the pain was killing her.
"That thing made you walk?" Huntress looked at her concerned.
"Yes... but it hurts... Ahhh!." Barbara arched her back again. "Take me to Clock Tower... call Alfred.."
"Okay" Huntress nodded turning on her comm and picking her up into her arms once again, ran to the Clock Tower.
* * *
By the time Helena arrived at the Clock tower, Barbara had passed out. She stood impatiently as the elevator took its grand old time moving to the upper floor. She never had seen Barbara in that costume and she wondered how she could move in that uncomfortable thing. When the door opened she ran to the infirmary and put her on the table. Alfred was there waiting for them.
"She fainted Alfred" Helena said concerned.
"Help me to take off her mask and cape." Alfred examined the red head and used smelling salts. Barbara recoverd her senses slowly and groaned almost immediately.
"Where does it hurt?" Alfred asked.
"My spine hurts like hell" She moaned.
"Was it that machine?"
"Yes..."
Helena put the belt with the transponder on the table. Alfred turned Barbara gently over on to her stomach.
"Have you used it with out testing it?" He asked.
"I have tested it... but it is still not working very well. Everytime I try using it something doesn't work....Ow!
"Miss Barbara that was crazy to use it when it still hasn't been properly tested." Alfred seemed to be annoyed. Helena just looked at both of them.
"In my desk... a blue folder..."
"What happened Alfred?" Helena asked.
"I need to check her notes to find out which parts of her back that machine hurts to have an idea of what to do. She always makes notes of all her experiments." Alfred noticed Helena was sweating. "Are you okay Miss Helena?"
"Yes. How can I help you?" she said looking very worried about Barbara.
"Bring me that folder." Alfred said.
Helena ran to Barbara's desk and gave him the file. He examined it carefully. Helena took Barbara hand and squeezed it gently.
"Well, it looks as if the transponder causing pain by pressing the vertabrae in spine. I can give her a sedative and some medicine to lower the inflammation in her back that is causing the pain."
Alfred took a syringe and prepared it. Helena looked on as Alfred adminstered the shot and pain killers to Barbara. She wipped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve. She looked at the clock. After a long fifteen minutes, Alfred finished his work. Barbara slept deeply.
"Now we just sit back and wait." He looked at the cardiac monitor.
Helena took her mentors hand. "Is she going to be okay?"
"We'll know in a little while." Alfred looked into the concerned face of the kid.
"How you can you live this life? Always on the edge? Exposed to this anguish?" Helena asked now sweating profusely. "And don't tell me it's practice."
"All jobs have their own risks, this isthe price for helping people," Alfred said paying close attention to Helena movements. He felt something was wrong. "And many people like Barbara, and your father, thought that it was worth it. They had changed the lives of many people, I could say hundreds and sometimes thousands. She used the transponder knowing that it would hurt her, but she was just thinking about you."
"This was madness"
"The satisfaction of saving a life is something no other job can give to you."
Helena remembered the face of the girl when she prevented her mother from being killed. She changed the destiny of the girl by saving her mother. She would have liked for someone to have saved her mother's life. "Yes you are right. It would never change the satisfaction I feel either."
"Miss Helena you are pale."
"I'm nervous." she said wipping her forehead again.
Alfred checked the monitors again.
"Alfred will she be okay?" Helena asked hopefully.
"Yes Miss Helena, be optimistic, she is going to be fine." Alfred smiled taking off his gloves.
Helena smiled. Alfred noticed she was staggering slightly, her eyes were closing.
"Miss Helena, something is wrong with you. What happened?" Alfred walked to her.
"I'm okay. I. I just need to rest a while." Helena tried to grab on the edge of the table as she felt her knees buckle. As she started falling she jarred the table causing some of the test tubes to roll off. Alfred grabbed her in time to prevent her from hitting the floor. He felt warm in his hands when he touched her. Alfred then noticed the big thorn embedded in her back just below the shoulder blade.