What If Birds of Prey Was Real? Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Birds of Prey belong to DC Comics and the WB Network. The only thing I own is myself in this story.
A/N: This is a Mary-Sue fic, because I'm putting myself in this fanfic and the title of this fanfic is self-explanatory.
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While in the middle of a fight between the humans and the Metahumans, I can hear people, voices talking in my head, telling me to wake up. I looked at Huntress and everyone around me and everything begins to fade away.
I shot open my eyes and looked at my sister and the time on the clock, that sits down on my TV in front of my sister's bunk-bed and the timer says 2:00pm. My younger sister looks at me and I can almost tell she is going to say something.
"Finally you got up, what time you went to bed last night?"
"1am, the time I usually go to bed," I sit up on my single bed with no sheet on it, but the two heavy winter blankets are half off my bed and onto my blue rug. I get off my bed and places my blankets back onto my bed and I knew my little sister is going to make my bed, since after all she is a clean freak, what can I say?
I head over to my dresser and grab my Morrowind game off of my very covered dresser of video games, video game guides, my CDs, DVDs, magazines, and of course video games. This is where I put all my entertainment stuff, but anyways, time to play some Morrowind.
While I was walking down the hall, which isn't THAT far to get to the living room, which takes me like a second to get down there. I finally reached to the living room and before I do that, I need to go on the computer to double check to see where I was going. I entered my folder that says 'Beth's fanfics' and as I entered it, I can't even find my Birds of Prey fanfic.
"WHO TOUCHED MY FOLDER!!!!!!" My face turns beat read, because I worked my butt off, trying the best fanfic ever, even though I end up creating my own characters, resulting for them to take over the crime fighter industry, oopsie.
"No one!" shouted my sister, coming from the bedroom.
"Gayfer! Now I have to start over on my Birds of Prey fanfic!"
"Birds of what?"
"It's a cancelled TV show ding-dong, if you remember how I told you what my fanfic was going to be about and the plot of it."
"I don't remember you telling me that."
I rolled my eyes and I decide to use my mom's screen name to double check on something, something isn't right, because last year I complained that the show is cancelled and I always tell my siblings about the BOP fanfics I would make. Something is defiantly wrong and I need to find out.
I signed onto my mom's screen name and put her away message on, so no one would IM her. I put the mouse onto the web address thing and typed onto the bar, which is the Birds of Prey forum that I will go to.
"WHAT!!!!! IMPOSSIBLE!!!" I stared at the screen and it says site doesn't exist. I slap my hand onto the desk and I tried something different, but that didn't work. "Man, am I dreaming?" I feel like I want to cry because there is no Birds of Prey like it doesn't exist. So anyways I signed off the internet and I made a fake punch in the air, like I want to whack someone and the gray chair flew into the wood bookcase, causing to crash.
"What was that!?" said my family as they came rushing to the living room and stared at me.
".....OH!" I finally realize something, that dream was a reality, but if Birds of Prey doesn't exist, I mean the show, do the people who play them really exists? Or am I Huntress, impossible! Huntress doesn't have telekinesis, but, my RPG character Liz Barry has it. Then I thought of something. "Nevermind the chair for a second, what is my name?" God that feels stupid!
"...Beth...." Said my younger sister who is nine years old.
"No no! My full name! What is my full name?"
"....Liz Barry," replied my brother.
What the hell is going on? Liz Barry doesn't have brothers? She has three sisters which she does have. Also her parents should be dead by now, even though she doesn't want them to be dead, because in fanfic that features this character Liz Barry, which isn't her first fanfic, Liz murders her parents. Just thinking of that is making me sick. Or wait, the rules must have been changed, just keeping Liz Barry's name, her powers, abilities, and none of the bad stuff. But can she keep her trance? I shivered after thinking that, then again, it later becomes a good trance.
"Um I got to go!"
"What about the chair?" yelled her mother.
"Ummm, buy a new one!" I ran towards my screen door that leads to the top porch, I could of gone to the front door, but parents are in the way. I opened the door and leaped off the porch and run for my life, somewhere I can find someone and maybe can reverse this new reality, I do like this, but this is too much! First stop New Gotham, if it really exists.
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A/N: Sorry if that took me a while to create the second chapter. This is only the beginning of everything