Cat and Ivy: High Chase 1.3
Julianne Moore – Barbara Gordon
Karen Cliché – Helena Kyle
Elisha Cuthbert – Caroline Hannah Lance
Jason Bateman – Richard Grayson
Keira Knightly – Rhea Black
Natalie Portman – Katherine Gordon
Joaquin Phoenix – Kodiak Bard
Ashley Judd – Kayla Black
Dina Meyer – Flora Isley
Special Guest Stars:
Scott Foley as Paul Mark Black
Barry Watson as John Simon Black
Created By: Elektra
Written By: Elektra
Edited By: Kiwi
Published By: DDES Fictions
Produced By: DDES Fictions
Directed By: Dritz Darkstorm, Elektra
Casting By: Panther, Dritz Darkstorm, and Elektra
Copy Right of Kodiak Bard, Flora Isley, and Katherine Gordon are property of SE Fictions/Developing Productions, and any other character not appearing in DC Comics or WB Pictures. Kayla Black is property of Dritz Darkstorm. Rhea Black is now Co-Owned by SE Fictions/Developing Productions and Dritz Darkstorm.
Dedication: To Diana from the UK a woman that keeps me together, and helps me along the way thank you. For some girls I've been missing. The girls that have been gone for so long, come back I'm lost with out you Peaches, Spitfire, and Panther. To Rhea of everywherechat.com thank you for you encouragement.
It's so hard, trying to stop smoking, I know smoking is bad for me and I need to stop, which is why I had some gum somewhere around here.
Mom is driving; my car got wrecked last week, thus for I rely on my mother for transportation. God, I'm so frigging bored, where the HELL IS MY GUM!
"Rhea what are you looking for?" My mother Kayla Black asks "Gum, mom, gum you have any?" I ask in return I love my mother I really do but sometimes its like she doesn't listen!
"There should be some in my purse, you okay angel?" She asks looking to me as I search like a dog for food in her purse. "AH HA!" I shout taking the gum out, you have no idea I need gum to fight my cigarette craving, and right now my craving is really strong.
"So your trying to quit again" My mother finally notices "Yes mom, I am" I reply she better not bring up my past efforts.
"So you are in the new department?" She questions, I've never told her that I worked for ATF/DEA/ and GTF, if I did she would freak. For most of my life it's just been my mother, brother and I.
I grew up between Ember City, New Mexico and Gotham City, New York. My father Martin Maxwell, met my mother in 2002 or 2003, they dated until '04 or '05.
Then he proposed and she said yes, later on in the year they were married and in Valentine's Day of '06 my brother Paul Mark Maxwell now Paul Mark Black was born.
Two years later on Easter Sunday their next son John Simon Maxwell and of course now John Simon Black came into the world. I was last, obviously born four years after John Simon on St. Patrick's Day yours truly made her entrance.
My father left when I was 5, my brothers 9 and 11. Dad took Paul, leaving Mom with John and me. She moved from New Mexico to Louisiana, then after 6 years, she moved us to Gotham. We've been here ever since; I didn't start smoking until the death of my father. Drinking began a year before that never did drugs, tempted but no.
Mother did her best; raising us she would always be away at the Crime Lab or Morgue. But she would always find time for her kids, if not she made time. She was on many of the East Coast's family first segments.
Getting back to now, I'm slouching in the car turning the radio to my station, not the oldies' like Kelly Clarkson's Miss Independent yeah that's old stuff. I'm more into Maria Oliveros and The Dark Phoenix. Mom doesn't care so much when I change radio stations any way.
"Mom do you mind if I put my holster's here?" I ask, she has this thing about me and guns I don't know what it is she has this thing about it, you have to ask her, then she asks you what kind of gun your putting in her car.
"Go ahead angel, what kind are they?" She asks, see what did I tell you I know my mother. "Just some small hand guns and small automatics" I answer unhooking all, ankle, hip, and shoulder holsters, totaling only six guns, mind you I have four daggers as well. I know its overkill but I like to be safe, and have weapons to spare just in case.
After placing them down I sit back up I pull the vanity mirror down, and notice the cars behind us. Los Diablo's, I was tracking them down until I was pulled from my department, but apparently they hook up to the Foreman Girl's rape. How I don't know but a Los Diablo's tattoo was found on her hip meaning she belonged to them. I see four cars at the most they must've noticed me somewhere.
"Mom, don't say anything drive, and drive fast!" I exclaim, don't ask how fast she just sped but I know that GTO was doing over 150. I get my guns disassemble them and then reassemble. "Angel what the hell is going on?" she questions noticing that I am forming my small 6 guns into one massive automatic rifle, with electric charges, so yeah I'm covered.
"Mom, I used to work for ATF/DEA and GTF before getting with drawn, the four green cars following us belong to Los Diablo's a gang that is in relation to the Foreman Girl's rape, and I was hot on their tail, I guess they noticed me" I explain as bullets begin to fly into my mom's precious car. "YOU GUESS!" She yells pulling out her old 9mm.
Unhooking my seat belt rolling down the window, yes I rolled them down. I am not going to cause more damage to my mom's car. My elbow goes over the outer part of the door the gun rests on my shoulder, I load the electric charge, and pull the trigger.
The charge hi t the frontal right tire, blowing that car up, and knocking the one behind it into the guardrail. Sitting back in the car, rolling the window back up, unhooking my electric charges, I put a magazine in its place.
Bullets crash through the back windshield, A few men begin to climb out of their car. Okay, they ruin my mother's car, and now they want to invade my mother's car what are they PIRATES?
Taking my gun I climb to the back of the car, for my mother makes a sharp 180° turn to the right. I hit the roof of car. "MOM!" I yell I know she had to turn right, but so hard? "Sorry angel" she apologizes.
"Hola Senoritas," A man greets, by the way I hate to say it but damn he is good looking too bad I have to kick his ass. "Love to Carlos but I have a man" that is a total lie I know I don't, but if I did I get one that looks like that Latino boy.
"Lo siento I have to hurt you now" he says in a ready-to-fight tone. " Thanks for the warning!" I shout kicking him off of the trunk. He falls but manages to hang on to the bumper.
I get out through the broken back windshield, bullets fly my way, I duck, crawl to Carlos, Juan whoever he is, and use the back end of my gun to hit his knuckles, its mean I know but c'mon what I am suppose to do, say hey wanna make out?
Another man jumps onto the car, didn't know we were playing carhop, but yeah. I turn my gun the other way and begin shooting, he goes down I get up, fire back at the other car coming up on the left. "MOM LEFT SIDE!" I yell hoping she heard me, which she did I could hear her gun go off.
I was caught off guard when three bullets struck my side. I fell hard on the roof of the car. The wind is picking up now, Mom must be going 200 now, I turn my gun into the shotgun phase, and let two shots off both hit the car on the left which send it over the guard rail flipping a few times.
Two more men came both with their daggers ready, I grab my two daggers from my ankles and slowly, and very slowly get up to fight, but knowing my Mother she is about to hit the breaks so I slash them and hang on to the roof, as yes indeed she hits the breaks at full throttle.
They go flying and are ran over by other cars, the car that was following us, well let's say its nose is up my Mom's ass. In other words the front of that car is smashed into the back of my Mom's GTO.
My Mother gets out to see if I'm okay. No I'm not I lost all weapons, all of them are in pieces along the road, I wow, okay have five wounds, three in left rib cage, two in my right elbow.
"Oh angel" she cries getting me off the roof of the car "C'mon I'll get you to a hospital" she says slipping in the front passenger seat, buckling my seat belt for me, she then gets to the driver side and pulls out.
I'm not sure what she was saying to me, since I passed out… I think I swallowed my gum though.
Few hours pass by; I wake up to some fucking bright lights. Alrighty then I'm in a hospital that is why it smells, and that is why it's so bright. My Mom is stroking my hair like she used whenever I was sick. I'm lost now;
I have no idea what to do anymore, everything inside and out hurts. I'm so emotionally unstable right now.
God it all hurts I just want to die, I just want to give up. "Mommy" I cry I can feel warm tears fall down my cheek. She cries my arms go out, yes I need a hug, and not just any hug I want one from my Mommy. "Oh Rhea" she cries hugging me. "It hurts Mommy, everything hurts" I whine, she wipes my tears.
"Honey" she says to me, seems like she has bad news, I don't even want to hear it. "You were pregnant" she informs me, what does she mean by were.
"What happened to my baby?" I ask tears are like a waterfall at this moment their flowing and they won't stop. "You lost the baby when the third bullet hit you" she says holding me.
Now I am in complete shock, my Mother is sitting in my bed with me. "No…Momma please say your lying" I cry, God I hope she is lying to me that this is all a bad dream. "I'm so sorry angel" she apologizes; her grip around me is strong. I bury myself in her scent, in her arms, in her. "NO!" I yell into her shirt.
My two brothers come in, and sit down on the chairs to my right. Paul is so sympathetic, he is crying, and John is trying to keep tears from flowing but he cries as well. "We almost lost you" He says to me. "We lost my baby" I say crying. The fuck its like a whole part of me is missing, everything around me is collapsing and I can't make it stop.
I just want everything to stop. "Momma I want it to stop, I want everything to stop" I aggress, my voice angry my tone filled with pain. She holds me tighter "I know angel, you want to kill them all don't you?" she questions.
"YES I WANT THEM TO DIE ALL OF THEM!" I yell, Paul rushes to me he sits closer now. I just let go of everything right now; depression is setting in with its friend's loneliness and guilt. I allow my mother to rock me, as if I were a baby again
She kisses my forehead, I just now notice she is jeans and a shirt. I turn me back to my brothers as if to the world, my head on my mother's thigh I wish I was kid again.
Everything was so damn simple then, Saturday morning's its pancakes, for breakfast, its lets go to the south for the summer, its lets go to the north for winter. WHY DO I HAVE TO SUFFER! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE HAPPY FOR ONCE! Its like every time I try to achieve some sort of life for myself it gets taken away.
Julianne Moore – Barbara Gordon
Karen Cliché – Helena Kyle
Elisha Cuthbert – Caroline Hannah Lance
Jason Bateman – Richard Grayson
Keira Knightly – Rhea Black
Natalie Portman – Katherine Gordon
Joaquin Phoenix – Kodiak Bard
Ashley Judd – Kayla Black
Dina Meyer – Flora Isley
Special Guest Stars:
Scott Foley as Paul Mark Black
Barry Watson as John Simon Black
Created By: Elektra
Written By: Elektra
Edited By: Kiwi
Published By: DDES Fictions
Produced By: DDES Fictions
Directed By: Dritz Darkstorm, Elektra
Casting By: Panther, Dritz Darkstorm, and Elektra
Copy Right of Kodiak Bard, Flora Isley, and Katherine Gordon are property of SE Fictions/Developing Productions, and any other character not appearing in DC Comics or WB Pictures. Kayla Black is property of Dritz Darkstorm. Rhea Black is now Co-Owned by SE Fictions/Developing Productions and Dritz Darkstorm.
Dedication: To Diana from the UK a woman that keeps me together, and helps me along the way thank you. For some girls I've been missing. The girls that have been gone for so long, come back I'm lost with out you Peaches, Spitfire, and Panther. To Rhea of everywherechat.com thank you for you encouragement.
It's so hard, trying to stop smoking, I know smoking is bad for me and I need to stop, which is why I had some gum somewhere around here.
Mom is driving; my car got wrecked last week, thus for I rely on my mother for transportation. God, I'm so frigging bored, where the HELL IS MY GUM!
"Rhea what are you looking for?" My mother Kayla Black asks "Gum, mom, gum you have any?" I ask in return I love my mother I really do but sometimes its like she doesn't listen!
"There should be some in my purse, you okay angel?" She asks looking to me as I search like a dog for food in her purse. "AH HA!" I shout taking the gum out, you have no idea I need gum to fight my cigarette craving, and right now my craving is really strong.
"So your trying to quit again" My mother finally notices "Yes mom, I am" I reply she better not bring up my past efforts.
"So you are in the new department?" She questions, I've never told her that I worked for ATF/DEA/ and GTF, if I did she would freak. For most of my life it's just been my mother, brother and I.
I grew up between Ember City, New Mexico and Gotham City, New York. My father Martin Maxwell, met my mother in 2002 or 2003, they dated until '04 or '05.
Then he proposed and she said yes, later on in the year they were married and in Valentine's Day of '06 my brother Paul Mark Maxwell now Paul Mark Black was born.
Two years later on Easter Sunday their next son John Simon Maxwell and of course now John Simon Black came into the world. I was last, obviously born four years after John Simon on St. Patrick's Day yours truly made her entrance.
My father left when I was 5, my brothers 9 and 11. Dad took Paul, leaving Mom with John and me. She moved from New Mexico to Louisiana, then after 6 years, she moved us to Gotham. We've been here ever since; I didn't start smoking until the death of my father. Drinking began a year before that never did drugs, tempted but no.
Mother did her best; raising us she would always be away at the Crime Lab or Morgue. But she would always find time for her kids, if not she made time. She was on many of the East Coast's family first segments.
Getting back to now, I'm slouching in the car turning the radio to my station, not the oldies' like Kelly Clarkson's Miss Independent yeah that's old stuff. I'm more into Maria Oliveros and The Dark Phoenix. Mom doesn't care so much when I change radio stations any way.
"Mom do you mind if I put my holster's here?" I ask, she has this thing about me and guns I don't know what it is she has this thing about it, you have to ask her, then she asks you what kind of gun your putting in her car.
"Go ahead angel, what kind are they?" She asks, see what did I tell you I know my mother. "Just some small hand guns and small automatics" I answer unhooking all, ankle, hip, and shoulder holsters, totaling only six guns, mind you I have four daggers as well. I know its overkill but I like to be safe, and have weapons to spare just in case.
After placing them down I sit back up I pull the vanity mirror down, and notice the cars behind us. Los Diablo's, I was tracking them down until I was pulled from my department, but apparently they hook up to the Foreman Girl's rape. How I don't know but a Los Diablo's tattoo was found on her hip meaning she belonged to them. I see four cars at the most they must've noticed me somewhere.
"Mom, don't say anything drive, and drive fast!" I exclaim, don't ask how fast she just sped but I know that GTO was doing over 150. I get my guns disassemble them and then reassemble. "Angel what the hell is going on?" she questions noticing that I am forming my small 6 guns into one massive automatic rifle, with electric charges, so yeah I'm covered.
"Mom, I used to work for ATF/DEA and GTF before getting with drawn, the four green cars following us belong to Los Diablo's a gang that is in relation to the Foreman Girl's rape, and I was hot on their tail, I guess they noticed me" I explain as bullets begin to fly into my mom's precious car. "YOU GUESS!" She yells pulling out her old 9mm.
Unhooking my seat belt rolling down the window, yes I rolled them down. I am not going to cause more damage to my mom's car. My elbow goes over the outer part of the door the gun rests on my shoulder, I load the electric charge, and pull the trigger.
The charge hi t the frontal right tire, blowing that car up, and knocking the one behind it into the guardrail. Sitting back in the car, rolling the window back up, unhooking my electric charges, I put a magazine in its place.
Bullets crash through the back windshield, A few men begin to climb out of their car. Okay, they ruin my mother's car, and now they want to invade my mother's car what are they PIRATES?
Taking my gun I climb to the back of the car, for my mother makes a sharp 180° turn to the right. I hit the roof of car. "MOM!" I yell I know she had to turn right, but so hard? "Sorry angel" she apologizes.
"Hola Senoritas," A man greets, by the way I hate to say it but damn he is good looking too bad I have to kick his ass. "Love to Carlos but I have a man" that is a total lie I know I don't, but if I did I get one that looks like that Latino boy.
"Lo siento I have to hurt you now" he says in a ready-to-fight tone. " Thanks for the warning!" I shout kicking him off of the trunk. He falls but manages to hang on to the bumper.
I get out through the broken back windshield, bullets fly my way, I duck, crawl to Carlos, Juan whoever he is, and use the back end of my gun to hit his knuckles, its mean I know but c'mon what I am suppose to do, say hey wanna make out?
Another man jumps onto the car, didn't know we were playing carhop, but yeah. I turn my gun the other way and begin shooting, he goes down I get up, fire back at the other car coming up on the left. "MOM LEFT SIDE!" I yell hoping she heard me, which she did I could hear her gun go off.
I was caught off guard when three bullets struck my side. I fell hard on the roof of the car. The wind is picking up now, Mom must be going 200 now, I turn my gun into the shotgun phase, and let two shots off both hit the car on the left which send it over the guard rail flipping a few times.
Two more men came both with their daggers ready, I grab my two daggers from my ankles and slowly, and very slowly get up to fight, but knowing my Mother she is about to hit the breaks so I slash them and hang on to the roof, as yes indeed she hits the breaks at full throttle.
They go flying and are ran over by other cars, the car that was following us, well let's say its nose is up my Mom's ass. In other words the front of that car is smashed into the back of my Mom's GTO.
My Mother gets out to see if I'm okay. No I'm not I lost all weapons, all of them are in pieces along the road, I wow, okay have five wounds, three in left rib cage, two in my right elbow.
"Oh angel" she cries getting me off the roof of the car "C'mon I'll get you to a hospital" she says slipping in the front passenger seat, buckling my seat belt for me, she then gets to the driver side and pulls out.
I'm not sure what she was saying to me, since I passed out… I think I swallowed my gum though.
Few hours pass by; I wake up to some fucking bright lights. Alrighty then I'm in a hospital that is why it smells, and that is why it's so bright. My Mom is stroking my hair like she used whenever I was sick. I'm lost now;
I have no idea what to do anymore, everything inside and out hurts. I'm so emotionally unstable right now.
God it all hurts I just want to die, I just want to give up. "Mommy" I cry I can feel warm tears fall down my cheek. She cries my arms go out, yes I need a hug, and not just any hug I want one from my Mommy. "Oh Rhea" she cries hugging me. "It hurts Mommy, everything hurts" I whine, she wipes my tears.
"Honey" she says to me, seems like she has bad news, I don't even want to hear it. "You were pregnant" she informs me, what does she mean by were.
"What happened to my baby?" I ask tears are like a waterfall at this moment their flowing and they won't stop. "You lost the baby when the third bullet hit you" she says holding me.
Now I am in complete shock, my Mother is sitting in my bed with me. "No…Momma please say your lying" I cry, God I hope she is lying to me that this is all a bad dream. "I'm so sorry angel" she apologizes; her grip around me is strong. I bury myself in her scent, in her arms, in her. "NO!" I yell into her shirt.
My two brothers come in, and sit down on the chairs to my right. Paul is so sympathetic, he is crying, and John is trying to keep tears from flowing but he cries as well. "We almost lost you" He says to me. "We lost my baby" I say crying. The fuck its like a whole part of me is missing, everything around me is collapsing and I can't make it stop.
I just want everything to stop. "Momma I want it to stop, I want everything to stop" I aggress, my voice angry my tone filled with pain. She holds me tighter "I know angel, you want to kill them all don't you?" she questions.
"YES I WANT THEM TO DIE ALL OF THEM!" I yell, Paul rushes to me he sits closer now. I just let go of everything right now; depression is setting in with its friend's loneliness and guilt. I allow my mother to rock me, as if I were a baby again
She kisses my forehead, I just now notice she is jeans and a shirt. I turn me back to my brothers as if to the world, my head on my mother's thigh I wish I was kid again.
Everything was so damn simple then, Saturday morning's its pancakes, for breakfast, its lets go to the south for the summer, its lets go to the north for winter. WHY DO I HAVE TO SUFFER! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE HAPPY FOR ONCE! Its like every time I try to achieve some sort of life for myself it gets taken away.