Authors Note: Thanks for the review last chapter guys! And yes! You were right, Agent, that is what the MOG is doing D Glad someone caught that. Trying my hand at action again – god help you all.
Disclaimer: All of the mentioned characters in this belong to DC or Marvel Comic Books.
Girls Mind
Chapter Four
Batgirl cursed. Loudly. Running a gloved hand over her bleeding lip, she ducked behind a metal crate. The interior of the room was not much unlike Gotham. With polluted fumes seeping through the place and thousands of metal barrels, crates and other objects loitered around it looked very much like the Harbour. Cringing as a well aimed barrel came flying her way; she tucked and rolled before pulling out a Batarang. Without aiming, she let the object fly. The sleek object flew through the room, its sharp edges making it easy for it to cut through each crate.
A pained hiss gave Batgirl the knowledge that her hasty throw had hit its mark. Sucking in gasps of air as she ran, she quickly moved towards the girl in front of her – no control in her choices of movement. Raising her foot, she hit out with a kick that had taken her a total of five months to perfect. The kick did barely any damage to the hardened face of her opponents mask, but that didn't stop her from yelling in surprise.
Clutching at her mask to secure it back into place, Cheshire growled and let loose her own kick – the same one she had used to take out many people before – and the force of the kick flung Batgirl backwards. Before she slammed into a crate, she pulled out a grappling hook and sent it into the foggy mist. Going by Batman's teachings, she used the shadows as a cloak and stealthily moved towards Cheshire.
Looking round, lips drawn tightly together (Although no one could tell it) Cheshire moved the log sleeves of her Kimono up to reveal three metal claws. Raising them up, she let her gaze wander round the pitch black room. She turned, slowly and deathly quiet. It all happened in a short bitter sweet moment. Batgirl came crashing down from somewhere above her. Propelling herself foreword, she aimed her metal plated boots at the unprotected area near Cheshire's stomach. Cheshire was unable to defend herself from the surprise attack. A large tear formed on her Kimono. A shocked expression took place on her hidden face.
Gasping, Batgirl let loose a flurry of punches and kicks. Unmoving, Cheshire was repeatedly thrown backwards and forewords. Finally stopping her attack, Batgirl readied herself for the final blow. It never came. Just as she was about throw a Batarang to finish her off, Cheshire suddenly moved. Grasping Batgirls hand, she ignored the shocked gasp from the girl and threw her to the side like a rag doll. Using her thick, plaited hair as a weapon, she swung it round, making it harder and harder for Batgirl to get up.
Crashing to the floor yet again, she was able to gurgle out a few words. Her last ounce of pride gone, she begged for Cheshire to take mercy on her.
Smirking evilly, she let her hair stop twirling and once again raised her arms to show the deadly blades. Pushing her self up onto her hands, Batgirl tried to get away. Calmly walking towards the crawling girl, Cheshire clawed at each thread of hair. Slashing at the red locks, she sliced each piece of Batgirl's long hair. Stepping back, she turned around, thinking her job was done.
It wasn't.
Crawling upwards and leaping out at Cheshire with new found strength, she repeated the same kick she had used before. This time, it hit its mark. Sprawling on the floor, Cheshire groaned. Pushing herself upwards she was about to get up when a well placed stomp of a foot had her back down in seconds. Bringing her hands backwards, she grabbed at Batgirl's foot and threw her over her body. Her body surging with energy, she ran up to Batgirl, swirled and aimed her thin form carefully. Harshly jerking her arms in front of her, she drew back her sleeves and hoped that the sixteen year old would stay in one place.
No such luck.
Bringing out a retractable bow staff, Batgirl blocked Cheshire's attack with ease. She followed this up by pushing the girl away with her feet – her steel plated boots making large foot shape on Cheshire's dress. The battle carried on like this for a little while – with seemingly no hope for Cheshire. When, out of nowhere, a freak storm began to blow up. Rain lashed down from the darkened ceiling and the mist increased dramatically. Pausing to push her hair out of her eyes (Her mask had fallen off a while back) Cheshire scanned the room slowly. Noting that Batgirl was unprepared for the sudden change in weather, she rushed towards her. Blood seeping from her various wounds, she raised a bruised arm and punched Batgirl quite heavily in the face.
Caught unaware, Batgirl tried to hit her back, only to instead hit the guarded surface of a crate. Cursing heavily, she brought her fist to her mouth and began to suck it. Using the few precious moments she had, Cheshire inched closer and closer to her enemy. Steel tips glinting in the light of the fake moon, she whacked Batgirl quite firmly on the head. Watching her opponent's body going limp, Cheshire stood over it. What happened next was a blur to her.
In a bright flash of colours, she was brought back to where she started. Brows raised, her eyes sought out movement in the arched room.
"You are quite wet," the voice startled her.
Spinning around, ready to defend herself, she hissed at the newcomer.
"Who are you?"
"It is just me friend."
Relaxing at the soothing sounds of the alien girls tone, she calmly walked up to her.
"You have won the battle as well?" Nodding at Starfire's question, she leaned back.
Now the waiting began.
End Chapter Four
Girls Mind
Authors Note: Hope you all enjoyed that chapter. I felt the fighting seemed a bit forced in places and that's something I need to sort out for next time. Felt kind of bad for making Batgirl loose; but I needed to make the ending battle work. R&R people! Crits welcomed with love. Flames will be ignored.
