Waylon grunted as he dropped Helena's foot and covered his parts. It didn't hurt as much as it would to a normal man, but it still stung. Helena stood up and smirked. She moved in to kick him again, but he swatted her away, flinging her backwards, into Reese.
"Damn," she said as the rolled over each other, "Didn't expect that."
Reese's looked into Helena's slit eyes, "Barbara did say he was a tough guy… Helena look ou…"
Waylon grabbed Helena's neck from the back and picked her up, "Bad girl." Helena kicked in the air, struggling to free herself. Reese stood up and aimed a punch directly at Waylon's stomach. He cried out as he cradled his hand.
Waylon laughed, "Ha! You forgot my hide is strong!"
"Heh! You're even 'thicker' than I thought!" Helena snickered, still kicking the air.
Waylon frowned and then sneered. He threw Helena into a wall and pinned her against it, "Sweet talker huh?"
Helena grunted, a pain seared through her back, "Well they did warn us there wasn't much lights on up…" she punched him in the eye, "…there."
Waylon cried out and cradled his head, dropping Helena. She quickly stepped out of his way and stood next to Reese, "We need to find a way to bring him down."
Reese looked around and then up at her, "Stall him, I think I have an idea."
Helena raised an eyebrow and cocked her head sideways, she was about to say something when Waylon grabbed her again.
"Scared of what?" Justin asked, his eyes serious but soft.
Barbara looked away. Her eyes fell upon Dinah's face. She thought back to the nightmares she had when she lay in a coma a few months back.
flashback
"DINAH
NO!" Barbara shouted as she said reaching out, as if she had
possessed some telekinesis and tried to pull the knife out. Her
wheelchair gave way under her and she fell to the floor. Ignoring the
sudden pain her right shoulder she crawled up to Dinah. As she
reached her she looked into the girl's eyes for some indication of
life. Suddenly Dinah blinked. "Dinah! Oh please God! Dinah?"
Barbara cried out softly.
"Barbara?" Dinah breathed out, her
voice barely audible. Her eyes slowly rolled to her right until they
locked with Barbara's.
"I'm here," Barbara said fighting
off the tears. She saw that there was no hope for Dinah; the
ever-present fire in the young girl's eyes had faded. Barbara was
slowly loosing her foster child; the only loved one she had left in
the world. She grabbed Dinah's bloodied hand and held it tight,
"I'm here."
Slowly she watched as the last sign of life slipped away and Dinah breathed out her last breath. Barbara's whole body shook as she slowly lowered her head and rested her forehead on Dinah's.
Barbara opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out, the pain was just too great. Her body quivered with every breath she took, she grabbed the fabric of Dinah's long sleeved vest and held it as tight as she could in a fist. end flashback
Barbara blinked, even though it was all just a really bad nightmare it still felt so real.
"Barbara?" Justin asked, she had fallen silent, her eyes looked distant.
Barbara blinked, "Sorry."
Cris swallowed down the fear that crept into her throat. She closed her eyes and concentrated entirely on the cold of the metal that dug into her temple. She imagined the bullet in the chamber, the hammer pulled back, ready to be released at the pull of the trigger.
flashbackThe gold of the barrel flashed, as lightning tore through the sky, the thunder masked the first round Derrick fired. As the bullet tore through Cris's abdomen, Derrick pulled the trigger again. end flashback
Cris' eyes snapped open. Her heart had jumped a few beats faster. She struggled to stay sharp. She forced herself to concentrate on Damien.
"If it weren't for you it never would have happened! She needed someone who knew what they were doing!" He shouted, spittle flying from his lips. People outside the room had started running around, screaming.
Shaun who had chosen to stand at a safe but protective distance, held his hands up, "Whoa, wait, it would have happened even if she had paramedics with her, we had nothing to do with it!"
"Liar! You killed her, I know you! You and your wife! You don't remember me do you?"
Shaun frowned as he took a hard look at Damien. Suddenly anger flickered in his eyes, "The truck driver."
Reese frowned as he hastily searched the bag. Helena and Waylon fought behind him, from the hissing sounds, he got the feeling he didn't have much time.
"You're really making me angry little girl," Waylon said as he swatted Helena away. She tumbled past Reese. Lifting herself up, wincing from the pain in her back, she glared at Reese, "You better hurry, or I'm gonna make him swat you around like a bug."
"Not too long, just give me a few more seconds!" Reese replied pulling out rope from a bag, Damn Oracle, I could kiss you right now!
Helena rolled her eyes and jumped up, rushing towards Waylon. Leaping in the air she wrapped her legs around his neck. She spun around, trying to disorientate him enough for him to stumble. He grunted and reached over her, grabbing her by her arms and flung her over. She crashed into a wall upside down, and slid down, banging her head on the floor, Ow! I guess now I know what it feels like being thrown into a wall, she thought.
Reese winced, she's gonna bitch about that one for a long time. He dug in the bag once again and felt the cold metal of something. Thinking he had found what he was looking for he pulled it out, only to see his prize was a bird-a-rang. Better than nothing he said to himself shrugging, I just wish Oracle had finished teaching me how to throw these things.
He stood up and moved to phase 2 of his plan. Looking around he spotted a rusty pipe running 2 inches parallel to the ground. He rushed to it and kicked it off the wall breaking it in two, he did the same a few feet forward, until he got hold of a throw able pipe.
Meanwhile Helena was in a sticky situation. Waylon had her in a death hug. Grinning he squeezed her tight. Wincing Helena groaned as she felt the pressure against her body. She struggled to free her hands. "Buh bye girlie," Waylon said as he squeezed tighter. Crying out Helena pulled her arms out.
"My grandma," She breathed out, "What huge ears you have!" She cupped her hands and slammed them against his ears. Waylon screamed as he shielded his ears. Blood pouring from them.
Reese aimed at the electrical cabling that ran along the ceiling; pulling back he silently prayed he'd get it right. With all his strength he threw the bird-a-rang, and then ducked.
Helena fell to one knee as she tried to regain her composure. She heard a whirring noise and looked up to see a bird-a-rang head straight towards her. She ducked just in time. It ricocheted off the wall next to her and embedded itself into a pipe further down.
Reese flinched Oh yes, I'm in deep now, he thought. Looking up, he almost shouted with joy, the cabling was cut through exposing live wires. He picked up the pipe he had acquired and wrapped rope around the middle, forming a handle of sorts. Then, carefully, he pulled enough cabling out for what he needed. Wrapping the bag he had slung over his shoulder around the pole, he carefully inserted the cabling into the pipe, enough to charge the pipe and keep the cabling in.
Suddenly he realized, he'd been holding his breath. Breathing out he looked up at Helena, "I'd get out of…"
Helena didn't hear him complete his sentence, she noticed Waylon had recovered and swung his razor sharp claws at her. They tore into her back, screaming Helena sagged to the floor.
"Helena!" Reese shouted. Acting blindly he grabbed the pole by the rope handle and flung it at Waylon. Because of the weight of the cabling the make shift tazer pole veered downwards, but it was enough to impale Waylon's leg. Reese watched as Waylon jerked around as the current surged through his body.
Reese plucked the bird-a-rang from the pipe and cut the cable again killing the current, he'd intended only to stun Waylon enough to knock him out. Waylon sagged to one knee, his breathing heavy. He turned to face Reese, he growled and struck out, punching Reese in his stomach. Reese was flung back by the electrical shock and landed on the ground unconscious. Waylon chuckled, then his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
Waylon grunted as he dropped Helena's foot and covered his parts. It didn't hurt as much as it would to a normal man, but it still stung. Helena stood up and smirked. She moved in to kick him again, but he swatted her away, flinging her backwards, into Reese.
"Damn," she said as the rolled over each other, "Didn't expect that."
Reese's looked into Helena's slit eyes, "Barbara did say he was a tough guy… Helena look ou…"
Waylon grabbed Helena's neck from the back and picked her up, "Bad girl." Helena kicked in the air, struggling to free herself. Reese stood up and aimed a punch directly at Waylon's stomach. He cried out as he cradled his hand.
Waylon laughed, "Ha! You forgot my hide is strong!"
"Heh! You're even 'thicker' than I thought!" Helena snickered, still kicking the air.
Waylon frowned and then sneered. He threw Helena into a wall and pinned her against it, "Sweet talker huh?"
Helena grunted, a pain seared through her back, "Well they did warn us there wasn't much lights on up…" she punched him in the eye, "…there."
Waylon cried out and cradled his head, dropping Helena. She quickly stepped out of his way and stood next to Reese, "We need to find a way to bring him down."
Reese looked around and then up at her, "Stall him, I think I have an idea."
Helena raised an eyebrow and cocked her head sideways, she was about to say something when Waylon grabbed her again.
"Scared of what?" Justin asked, his eyes serious but soft.
Barbara looked away. Her eyes fell upon Dinah's face. She thought back to the nightmares she had when she lay in a coma a few months back.
"DINAH
NO!" Barbara shouted as she said reaching out, as if she had
possessed some telekinesis and tried to pull the knife out. Her
wheelchair gave way under her and she fell to the floor. Ignoring the
sudden pain her right shoulder she crawled up to Dinah. As she
reached her she looked into the girl's eyes for some indication of
life. Suddenly Dinah blinked. "Dinah! Oh please God! Dinah?"
Barbara cried out softly.
"Barbara?" Dinah breathed out, her
voice barely audible. Her eyes slowly rolled to her right until they
locked with Barbara's.
"I'm here," Barbara said fighting
off the tears. She saw that there was no hope for Dinah; the
ever-present fire in the young girl's eyes had faded. Barbara was
slowly loosing her foster child; the only loved one she had left in
the world. She grabbed Dinah's bloodied hand and held it tight,
"I'm here."
Slowly she watched as the last sign of life slipped away and Dinah breathed out her last breath. Barbara's whole body shook as she slowly lowered her head and rested her forehead on Dinah's.
Barbara opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out, the pain was just too great. Her body quivered with every breath she took, she grabbed the fabric of Dinah's long sleeved vest and held it as tight as she could in a fist.
Barbara blinked, even though it was all just a really bad nightmare it still felt so real.
"Barbara?" Justin asked, she had fallen silent, her eyes looked distant.
Barbara blinked, "Sorry."
Cris swallowed down the fear that crept into her throat. She closed her eyes and concentrated entirely on the cold of the metal that dug into her temple. She imagined the bullet in the chamber, the hammer pulled back, ready to be released at the pull of the trigger.
The gold of the barrel flashed, as lightning tore through the sky, the thunder masked the first round Derrick fired. As the bullet tore through Cris's abdomen, Derrick pulled the trigger again.
Cris' eyes snapped open. Her heart had jumped a few beats faster. She struggled to stay sharp. She forced herself to concentrate on Damien.
"If it weren't for you it never would have happened! She needed someone who knew what they were doing!" He shouted, spittle flying from his lips. People outside the room had started running around, screaming.
Shaun who had chosen to stand at a safe but protective distance, held his hands up, "Whoa, wait, it would have happened even if she had paramedics with her, we had nothing to do with it!"
"Liar! You killed her, I know you! You and your wife! You don't remember me do you?"
Shaun frowned as he took a hard look at Damien. Suddenly anger flickered in his eyes, "The truck driver."
Reese frowned as he hastily searched the bag. Helena and Waylon fought behind him, from the hissing sounds, he got the feeling he didn't have much time.
"You're really making me angry little girl," Waylon said as he swatted Helena away. She tumbled past Reese. Lifting herself up, wincing from the pain in her back, she glared at Reese, "You better hurry, or I'm gonna make him swat you around like a bug."
"Not too long, just give me a few more seconds!" Reese replied pulling out rope from a bag, Damn Oracle, I could kiss you right now!
Helena rolled her eyes and jumped up, rushing towards Waylon. Leaping in the air she wrapped her legs around his neck. She spun around, trying to disorientate him enough for him to stumble. He grunted and reached over her, grabbing her by her arms and flung her over. She crashed into a wall upside down, and slid down, banging her head on the floor, Ow! I guess now I know what it feels like being thrown into a wall, she thought.
Reese winced, she's gonna bitch about that one for a long time. He dug in the bag once again and felt the cold metal of something. Thinking he had found what he was looking for he pulled it out, only to see his prize was a bird-a-rang. Better than nothing he said to himself shrugging, I just wish Oracle had finished teaching me how to throw these things.
He stood up and moved to phase 2 of his plan. Looking around he spotted a rusty pipe running 2 inches parallel to the ground. He rushed to it and kicked it off the wall breaking it in two, he did the same a few feet forward, until he got hold of a throw able pipe.
Meanwhile Helena was in a sticky situation. Waylon had her in a death hug. Grinning he squeezed her tight. Wincing Helena groaned as she felt the pressure against her body. She struggled to free her hands. "Buh bye girlie," Waylon said as he squeezed tighter. Crying out Helena pulled her arms out.
"My grandma," She breathed out, "What huge ears you have!" She cupped her hands and slammed them against his ears. Waylon screamed as he shielded his ears. Blood pouring from them.
Reese aimed at the electrical cabling that ran along the ceiling; pulling back he silently prayed he'd get it right. With all his strength he threw the bird-a-rang, and then ducked.
Helena fell to one knee as she tried to regain her composure. She heard a whirring noise and looked up to see a bird-a-rang head straight towards her. She ducked just in time. It ricocheted off the wall next to her and embedded itself into a pipe further down.
Reese flinched Oh yes, I'm in deep now, he thought. Looking up, he almost shouted with joy, the cabling was cut through exposing live wires. He picked up the pipe he had acquired and wrapped rope around the middle, forming a handle of sorts. Then, carefully, he pulled enough cabling out for what he needed. Wrapping the bag he had slung over his shoulder around the pole, he carefully inserted the cabling into the pipe, enough to charge the pipe and keep the cabling in.
Suddenly he realized, he'd been holding his breath. Breathing out he looked up at Helena, "I'd get out of…"
Helena didn't hear him complete his sentence, she noticed Waylon had recovered and swung his razor sharp claws at her. They tore into her back, screaming Helena sagged to the floor.
"Helena!" Reese shouted. Acting blindly he grabbed the pole by the rope handle and flung it at Waylon. Because of the weight of the cabling the make shift tazer pole veered downwards, but it was enough to impale Waylon's leg. Reese watched as Waylon jerked around as the current surged through his body.
Reese plucked the bird-a-rang from the pipe and cut the cable again killing the current, he'd intended only to stun Waylon enough to knock him out. Waylon sagged to one knee, his breathing heavy. He turned to face Reese, he growled and struck out, punching Reese in his stomach. Reese was flung back by the electrical shock and landed on the ground unconscious. Waylon chuckled, then his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
