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"What??" all three women spun around to scrutinize the kid. "What do you remember?"
"Um, cornfields. Yeah, and a gigantic twister and some people."
"Do you remember your name?" demanded Huntress. He paused, obviously deep in thought.
"Uh, it's Clark. My name is Clark." He stuttered.
"Okay Clark. Nice to meet you." Chirped Dinah. "My name is Dinah."
"Cute name," Clark said mischievously, as Dinah's face turned bright red.
"Um, that's..."
"You can call me Huntress, and she's Oracle." Huntress broke in. Alfred can take you for a ride around the neighborhood," she raised her voice toward the end of the statement, and in walked Alfred.
"We will be back in time for me to make dinner, Miss." Alfred led Clark out the door. Once they left, Dinah began to babble.
"He has powers too so we can let him stay and we would not have to worry about him telling anyone about us he could help us fight the bad guys maybe he could even go on sweeps if one of us gets sick...."
"How do you know?" queried Helena.
"Uh, intuition?" asked Dinah. The other two stared at her with unbelieving eyes. "Okay so last night I had a dream about it...."
"Dinah! Shut up!" screeched Helena. "The kid is leaving once we find out where he's from. Right, Oracle?"
"Well, Dinah may have a point... we might need him here."
"In your face Huntress!" giggled the elated girl.
"Oh, not for long Dinah dear," said Helena, eyes changing, "he will most definitely not want to stay here for long." Huntress laughed wickedly.
"Yeah right. What're you gonna do?" snapped Dinah. "Oracle said it was okay so ha!"
"Oracle said what was okay?" questioned a now familiar voice.
"Nothing concerning you!" Huntress' harsh tone made Clark jump.
"Master Clark, you may be wondering where you will be sleeping tonight." Alfred cut in. "There is a spare bedroom upstairs. I will show it to you."
Dinah shot a death glare at the Huntress. "I can not believe you just did that to him."
"I'm just getting started honey. You won't believe what else I can do."
Dinah bit back a scream of rage as the Delphi went off. Oracle wheeled forward to see what was happening.
"Looks like a burglary to me," reported Oracle, "and no, you may not go, Dinah."
"Oh, you know what? I am so tired of doing all this training and never being able to go on sweeps! I am going and you are not going to stop me!" ranted Dinah. She grabbed her coms and swept out of the Clocktower in a rage.
"Barbie might wanna get some Anger Management classes," cracked Huntress, earning a Look from Oracle. "What? It's true!"
She stomped through the New Gotham streets mumbling to herself angrily. When she reached the burglars she called, "Party's over."
"Oh yeah Blondie? Just who's gonna stop us?"
With a one- two kick to the head, Dinah answered his question and spun around to face his accomplice.
"Your turn."
"You wanna bet on that one, Kiddo?" asked the man, with a loud whistle. A dozen or so other criminals popped out of the bushes. " Listen, I really have to thank you for taking out my ' partner'. He was really getting annoying. Plus, one less to share our loot with."
Dinah pressed her coms. "Problem...." She said into the mike before static separated her from contact. The men began to attempt to beat her up. Dinah struggled with the fight. Punch kick punch punch punch kick. "Ha! Got you!" whooped Dinah.
One of the other robbers suddenly knocked her into a wall. "Send.... Help... Oracle... Please..."
"I'll go," Clark volunteered, then sprinted toward the window.
"Door's the other way! You can't go out the window!" warned Oracle.
"Do you know where she is, Kid??" asked Huntress.
"I can hear her from here. Whoa!" Clark tumbled out the window, falling smoothly. I feel like a bird! He thought, just before landing feet first on the road. Clark glanced at the Clocktower, which was several stories above him.
Awesome
By the time Clark reached Dinah, she was losing her strength. He clenched his teeth and stared at the evil men. Grabbing the first one he saw, he hurled him like a bowling ball into the remaining eleven men.
"Strike!" cheered Dinah, just before passing out. He surveyed the unconscious men, scooped Dinah up gently and carried her back to the Tower.
Well guys? I figured I'd give Clark some memories. How was it and what should I do next chapter?? REVIEWS!!
"What??" all three women spun around to scrutinize the kid. "What do you remember?"
"Um, cornfields. Yeah, and a gigantic twister and some people."
"Do you remember your name?" demanded Huntress. He paused, obviously deep in thought.
"Uh, it's Clark. My name is Clark." He stuttered.
"Okay Clark. Nice to meet you." Chirped Dinah. "My name is Dinah."
"Cute name," Clark said mischievously, as Dinah's face turned bright red.
"Um, that's..."
"You can call me Huntress, and she's Oracle." Huntress broke in. Alfred can take you for a ride around the neighborhood," she raised her voice toward the end of the statement, and in walked Alfred.
"We will be back in time for me to make dinner, Miss." Alfred led Clark out the door. Once they left, Dinah began to babble.
"He has powers too so we can let him stay and we would not have to worry about him telling anyone about us he could help us fight the bad guys maybe he could even go on sweeps if one of us gets sick...."
"How do you know?" queried Helena.
"Uh, intuition?" asked Dinah. The other two stared at her with unbelieving eyes. "Okay so last night I had a dream about it...."
"Dinah! Shut up!" screeched Helena. "The kid is leaving once we find out where he's from. Right, Oracle?"
"Well, Dinah may have a point... we might need him here."
"In your face Huntress!" giggled the elated girl.
"Oh, not for long Dinah dear," said Helena, eyes changing, "he will most definitely not want to stay here for long." Huntress laughed wickedly.
"Yeah right. What're you gonna do?" snapped Dinah. "Oracle said it was okay so ha!"
"Oracle said what was okay?" questioned a now familiar voice.
"Nothing concerning you!" Huntress' harsh tone made Clark jump.
"Master Clark, you may be wondering where you will be sleeping tonight." Alfred cut in. "There is a spare bedroom upstairs. I will show it to you."
Dinah shot a death glare at the Huntress. "I can not believe you just did that to him."
"I'm just getting started honey. You won't believe what else I can do."
Dinah bit back a scream of rage as the Delphi went off. Oracle wheeled forward to see what was happening.
"Looks like a burglary to me," reported Oracle, "and no, you may not go, Dinah."
"Oh, you know what? I am so tired of doing all this training and never being able to go on sweeps! I am going and you are not going to stop me!" ranted Dinah. She grabbed her coms and swept out of the Clocktower in a rage.
"Barbie might wanna get some Anger Management classes," cracked Huntress, earning a Look from Oracle. "What? It's true!"
She stomped through the New Gotham streets mumbling to herself angrily. When she reached the burglars she called, "Party's over."
"Oh yeah Blondie? Just who's gonna stop us?"
With a one- two kick to the head, Dinah answered his question and spun around to face his accomplice.
"Your turn."
"You wanna bet on that one, Kiddo?" asked the man, with a loud whistle. A dozen or so other criminals popped out of the bushes. " Listen, I really have to thank you for taking out my ' partner'. He was really getting annoying. Plus, one less to share our loot with."
Dinah pressed her coms. "Problem...." She said into the mike before static separated her from contact. The men began to attempt to beat her up. Dinah struggled with the fight. Punch kick punch punch punch kick. "Ha! Got you!" whooped Dinah.
One of the other robbers suddenly knocked her into a wall. "Send.... Help... Oracle... Please..."
"I'll go," Clark volunteered, then sprinted toward the window.
"Door's the other way! You can't go out the window!" warned Oracle.
"Do you know where she is, Kid??" asked Huntress.
"I can hear her from here. Whoa!" Clark tumbled out the window, falling smoothly. I feel like a bird! He thought, just before landing feet first on the road. Clark glanced at the Clocktower, which was several stories above him.
Awesome
By the time Clark reached Dinah, she was losing her strength. He clenched his teeth and stared at the evil men. Grabbing the first one he saw, he hurled him like a bowling ball into the remaining eleven men.
"Strike!" cheered Dinah, just before passing out. He surveyed the unconscious men, scooped Dinah up gently and carried her back to the Tower.
Well guys? I figured I'd give Clark some memories. How was it and what should I do next chapter?? REVIEWS!!