Need A Hand?
Disclaimer: Birds of Prey belongs to DC Comics and the WB Network. I own nothing from them. I like to write fanfics for a living and for my entertainment. The character Jargon, Liz Barry aka Predator and Strike belongs to me.
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Reese backs up away from the office, like he scared of this crazy nutcase, he quickly exits from the office and out of nowhere man in black clothing grabs him from behind and uses his right hand to cover his mouth, "shhh.I won't hurt you" The young man let goes of him and Reese turns around and he looks at the young man, "Let's get out of here, somewhere quiet"
"Who are you?" as he said it in a soft tone
"I will tell you when we are out of Quion" Reese nods his head, meaning like your right and he grabs Reese by the arm, "Hold on tight" He start to run with Reese's arm down the endless halls, then he is picking up speed, faster and faster. Within seconds they are out of Quion and they are in a thick forest, containing trees.
Reese gently releases his hand off of the man's arm, he looks around and notices he is not even close to the building called Quion, he looks at the man and the man leans against the tree, taking out a cigarette out, "Now, can you tell me who are you"
The man lits his cigarette and it lits up his face, revealing what the he looks like, his facial appearance is that he has a black crew cut hairdo, green eyes, and he is Caucasian, "I'm Strike, nothing more, nothing less"
"Nice name" that is what Reese can think of at the top of his head at the moment and then he has another question to ask this man named 'Strike', "How did you know I was there and what the heck is Quion?" as he said it quickly
"I saw you got kidnapped by.." He pauses for a quick second and he replies, "By a man named Ray, a man no one should mess with"
"Oh okay, but what is Quion? A torture chamber for little kids?"
"You are asking too many questions and I'm afraid I can't tell you why" Strike takes the cigarette out of his mouth and white puff smoke escapes his mouth, "We should get a head to the nearest city" he walks past Reese, he is just standing there, "Are you coming or not?"
Reese turns around, "I'm coming and why are you telling me jack squat about 'Quion'?" As he is side by side with Strike.
"Some things, are meant to be a secret" he continues on smoking, "And its best to leave it like it is"
"You can tell me" Reese stands in front of Strike's way, "I seen crazy stuff since six months ago, and it can be possibly be related to Quion or whatever that heck that place is called"
"Like what? I don't have time for this." He walks past Reese
He starts to walk again, "I don't know if you're going to believe me or not..since place Quion seems magical enough, enough to explain what is happening in New Gotham."
"I don't know, whether if I should listen to you or not" He stops walking and turns to Reese.
"Just hear me out"
"Okay, speak" he crosses his arms and stares at him in the eyes.
"There is this girl who is suppose to be Metahuman, but she is actually a fire element"
Strike interrupts Reese, "Fire element you said?" Reese nods his head, "What day is it?"
"Ugh, November 12, 2003" Reese looks thinks for a moment, "Why?" Not knowing what this all means about the fire element.
"I will explain later"
"What is it? I can help you"
"No you can't.no one can't help..you don't know what your dealing with"
"You don't either"
Strike said nothing, "I know a little bit, what I do know, that the prophecy is coming"
"What prophecy? This 'Lord' is rising?"
"Something like that" he scratches his forehead and then he stops, "We need to find her and the other elements"
"About the elements they are deceased" as he is breaking terrible news to him, "They were murdered"
"They are still alive," as he said it like he already knows about the elemental sisters.
"How?" in a confused way
"Look around you.do you notice something." Reese looks around but doesn't notices anything and he turns back to him and he shrugs, "If the planet Earth is alive, meaning the other three major elements are stilling giving, life, water, wind/oxygen"
"So if they are alive.where exactly are they?"
"In a sacred place called the Temple of Ancients..in their true form"
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..Somewhere in the metropolis of Nitro, Liz is walking down on a deserted street, her eyes are getting bloodshot and she can hear voices in her head and the wind around her. Without watching where she is going, she stumbles over a rock and land onto her stomach, but her hands saved her from her head to get smacked into the cement street, "I can never win" Tears fill up in her eyes and she slowly gets back on her feet and wipes the tears off her cheeks and eyes. She brushes the dirt off her pants and shirt and continuing on walking down the street. She looks around at her naturally surroundings, noticing she is alone, but really she isn't really alone, she is connected to all life-forms on this planet and she needs someone or anyone that help her see it, but the way she is at right now, it blinds herself from revealing the truth about her destiny and this prophecy that might threat the world, if not doing anything.
She closes her eyes for a couple of minutes and she is having some unknown memories, that she doesn't even remember these past events, unless it was deleted from her knowledge and use. She is like remembering everything about her, even from the year 6.5 billions years ago to the present date. She quickly opens her eyes and looks distressed. It feels like every memory that has wiped out of her memory when she was only three years old and now it somehow came back, can the other elements is giving her some kind of wake up call? That they are there for her, even though they are actual in their true form..
Within ten minutes later, Strike sees Liz up the street, alone, "Reese, stay here" Reese looks at him and then looks up the street and notices Liz, "I will encounter her, you have no clue what she is like capable of"
"Okay" Reese takes out his gun out of his holster and put it into a position, like a normal cop would hold their weapon in a way to be on a lookout. He watches Strike, moving quietly over to Liz, watching every single move he makes.
Strike walks over to her and he stops walking, he is seven feet away from her, "Liz" he said quietly, not startling her.
Liz heard her name called and she turns around, and she sees Strike, a man she known from Quion, "Strike?" She covers her mouth and he smiled and nods, telling without saying a word that its really him. She rushes over to him and she hugs him, he put his arms around her and pats her on the back, telling he is there for her, she doesn't have to be scared anymore, "I'm so sorry"
"Liz, you don't need to be sorry for anything, it isn't your fault" as he reassures her, gently.
Reese went over, knowing it is safe to walk over and while walking, he lowers his gun and puts it back into his hostler away, so the gun won't alarm her, "Hey, sorry to intrigue this family reunion thing, should we get somewhere safe, so the staff of you-know-who won't find us"
"Yes, that would be great" he releases Liz, "Liz, you don't have to be afraid anymore, because everyone you loved and cared for is by your side, no matter what"
"Okay" she seems a bit calm and a bit relax, maybe seeing an old friend knocked sense into her, telling her, she isn't alone, and no matter what kind of crisis she is dealing with.
"Let's go to New Gotham," said Strike. He paused and then replies, "Liz, whatever this prophecy is or whatever, you are not alone on this mission"
"I know now, my memories all came back, before I was born as a Metahuman, I remembered everything and knowing I can't hide from what I really am, no matter what"
"Everything?" said Strike in a surpised voice
"Yeah, everything from the birth of Earth and till present day"
"Whoa," said Reese, "How did that happened?"
"I don't know, maybe it decide to come back, knowing I will be needing it" Liz smiled for the first time in a while and she looks at the two men, "Let's go somewhere safe, I need to rest" Reese looks at her odd, "I know I rarely sleep, but I want to, I'm not afraid anymore"
"This is good news," said Strike, "Let's talk about it in the morning"
"Okay, let's go"
Disclaimer: Birds of Prey belongs to DC Comics and the WB Network. I own nothing from them. I like to write fanfics for a living and for my entertainment. The character Jargon, Liz Barry aka Predator and Strike belongs to me.
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Reese backs up away from the office, like he scared of this crazy nutcase, he quickly exits from the office and out of nowhere man in black clothing grabs him from behind and uses his right hand to cover his mouth, "shhh.I won't hurt you" The young man let goes of him and Reese turns around and he looks at the young man, "Let's get out of here, somewhere quiet"
"Who are you?" as he said it in a soft tone
"I will tell you when we are out of Quion" Reese nods his head, meaning like your right and he grabs Reese by the arm, "Hold on tight" He start to run with Reese's arm down the endless halls, then he is picking up speed, faster and faster. Within seconds they are out of Quion and they are in a thick forest, containing trees.
Reese gently releases his hand off of the man's arm, he looks around and notices he is not even close to the building called Quion, he looks at the man and the man leans against the tree, taking out a cigarette out, "Now, can you tell me who are you"
The man lits his cigarette and it lits up his face, revealing what the he looks like, his facial appearance is that he has a black crew cut hairdo, green eyes, and he is Caucasian, "I'm Strike, nothing more, nothing less"
"Nice name" that is what Reese can think of at the top of his head at the moment and then he has another question to ask this man named 'Strike', "How did you know I was there and what the heck is Quion?" as he said it quickly
"I saw you got kidnapped by.." He pauses for a quick second and he replies, "By a man named Ray, a man no one should mess with"
"Oh okay, but what is Quion? A torture chamber for little kids?"
"You are asking too many questions and I'm afraid I can't tell you why" Strike takes the cigarette out of his mouth and white puff smoke escapes his mouth, "We should get a head to the nearest city" he walks past Reese, he is just standing there, "Are you coming or not?"
Reese turns around, "I'm coming and why are you telling me jack squat about 'Quion'?" As he is side by side with Strike.
"Some things, are meant to be a secret" he continues on smoking, "And its best to leave it like it is"
"You can tell me" Reese stands in front of Strike's way, "I seen crazy stuff since six months ago, and it can be possibly be related to Quion or whatever that heck that place is called"
"Like what? I don't have time for this." He walks past Reese
He starts to walk again, "I don't know if you're going to believe me or not..since place Quion seems magical enough, enough to explain what is happening in New Gotham."
"I don't know, whether if I should listen to you or not" He stops walking and turns to Reese.
"Just hear me out"
"Okay, speak" he crosses his arms and stares at him in the eyes.
"There is this girl who is suppose to be Metahuman, but she is actually a fire element"
Strike interrupts Reese, "Fire element you said?" Reese nods his head, "What day is it?"
"Ugh, November 12, 2003" Reese looks thinks for a moment, "Why?" Not knowing what this all means about the fire element.
"I will explain later"
"What is it? I can help you"
"No you can't.no one can't help..you don't know what your dealing with"
"You don't either"
Strike said nothing, "I know a little bit, what I do know, that the prophecy is coming"
"What prophecy? This 'Lord' is rising?"
"Something like that" he scratches his forehead and then he stops, "We need to find her and the other elements"
"About the elements they are deceased" as he is breaking terrible news to him, "They were murdered"
"They are still alive," as he said it like he already knows about the elemental sisters.
"How?" in a confused way
"Look around you.do you notice something." Reese looks around but doesn't notices anything and he turns back to him and he shrugs, "If the planet Earth is alive, meaning the other three major elements are stilling giving, life, water, wind/oxygen"
"So if they are alive.where exactly are they?"
"In a sacred place called the Temple of Ancients..in their true form"
***************
..Somewhere in the metropolis of Nitro, Liz is walking down on a deserted street, her eyes are getting bloodshot and she can hear voices in her head and the wind around her. Without watching where she is going, she stumbles over a rock and land onto her stomach, but her hands saved her from her head to get smacked into the cement street, "I can never win" Tears fill up in her eyes and she slowly gets back on her feet and wipes the tears off her cheeks and eyes. She brushes the dirt off her pants and shirt and continuing on walking down the street. She looks around at her naturally surroundings, noticing she is alone, but really she isn't really alone, she is connected to all life-forms on this planet and she needs someone or anyone that help her see it, but the way she is at right now, it blinds herself from revealing the truth about her destiny and this prophecy that might threat the world, if not doing anything.
She closes her eyes for a couple of minutes and she is having some unknown memories, that she doesn't even remember these past events, unless it was deleted from her knowledge and use. She is like remembering everything about her, even from the year 6.5 billions years ago to the present date. She quickly opens her eyes and looks distressed. It feels like every memory that has wiped out of her memory when she was only three years old and now it somehow came back, can the other elements is giving her some kind of wake up call? That they are there for her, even though they are actual in their true form..
Within ten minutes later, Strike sees Liz up the street, alone, "Reese, stay here" Reese looks at him and then looks up the street and notices Liz, "I will encounter her, you have no clue what she is like capable of"
"Okay" Reese takes out his gun out of his holster and put it into a position, like a normal cop would hold their weapon in a way to be on a lookout. He watches Strike, moving quietly over to Liz, watching every single move he makes.
Strike walks over to her and he stops walking, he is seven feet away from her, "Liz" he said quietly, not startling her.
Liz heard her name called and she turns around, and she sees Strike, a man she known from Quion, "Strike?" She covers her mouth and he smiled and nods, telling without saying a word that its really him. She rushes over to him and she hugs him, he put his arms around her and pats her on the back, telling he is there for her, she doesn't have to be scared anymore, "I'm so sorry"
"Liz, you don't need to be sorry for anything, it isn't your fault" as he reassures her, gently.
Reese went over, knowing it is safe to walk over and while walking, he lowers his gun and puts it back into his hostler away, so the gun won't alarm her, "Hey, sorry to intrigue this family reunion thing, should we get somewhere safe, so the staff of you-know-who won't find us"
"Yes, that would be great" he releases Liz, "Liz, you don't have to be afraid anymore, because everyone you loved and cared for is by your side, no matter what"
"Okay" she seems a bit calm and a bit relax, maybe seeing an old friend knocked sense into her, telling her, she isn't alone, and no matter what kind of crisis she is dealing with.
"Let's go to New Gotham," said Strike. He paused and then replies, "Liz, whatever this prophecy is or whatever, you are not alone on this mission"
"I know now, my memories all came back, before I was born as a Metahuman, I remembered everything and knowing I can't hide from what I really am, no matter what"
"Everything?" said Strike in a surpised voice
"Yeah, everything from the birth of Earth and till present day"
"Whoa," said Reese, "How did that happened?"
"I don't know, maybe it decide to come back, knowing I will be needing it" Liz smiled for the first time in a while and she looks at the two men, "Let's go somewhere safe, I need to rest" Reese looks at her odd, "I know I rarely sleep, but I want to, I'm not afraid anymore"
"This is good news," said Strike, "Let's talk about it in the morning"
"Okay, let's go"