Batgirl didn't have any strength left, she had managed to stop the bleeding but the wound still burned and her breathing was short and ragged. She slumped down on the wall of an alleyway and just lay there and tried her best to regain her breath.
She knew that if someone walked down the alleyway they would kill her, wouldn't be there fault but they would.
"Hatred is all I have ever known, and now the world feels is as fiercely as I once did" She muttered to herself in a hoarse whisper and gave a small smile.
"Now that, Morgan Le Fay, is poetic fucking justice" She croaked sliding further down the wall she was pressed against.
A shadow fell over the entrance to the alleyway and she pressed herself closer to the wall, pushing back with her feet. The figure paused for a moment before walking down the alleyway to see what was making the scraping noise.
Batgirl looked up at the figure and just before the world went dark, she saw a head full of flaming ginger hair.
Flash shot through Central, if he didn't find Wally the kid might run into Batgirl and do god knows what to the poor kid.
He shot along and was about to give up and just call the junior speedster, when said junior speedster called him.
"Uncle B, I've found Batgirl"
Flash sucked in a breath and swallowed, and prayed to god that nothing had happened to either teen.
"She needs medical help, she's got a bullet wound to the shoulder and at least two broken ribs" Was the reply, and Flash frowned as he replied.
"Kid, you don't hate her? Your not angry at her for any reason? No urge to hurt, maim, or kill?" He asked slowly and heard a choking laugh at the other end.
"What? Why would I? She's done nothing wrong…has she?" Wally asked and Barry frowned from behind his mask, that wasn't what Bruce had told him.
"Bring her home, get her fixed up, I'll be there in five" The scarlet speedster replied, ending the conversation and shooting towards his home where he knew his nephew would be waiting, he just hoped that he wouldn't turn on Batgirl like everyone had.
Batman wanted to break something, anything. Unfortunately for Batman he had a reputation to maintain, no hero would respect him if he showed weakness. And he wouldn't get that respect if he was angry. Batman is angry, he's calm but frightening, powerful.
"Powerful my arse, you're a rich boy with issues, lots of issues" Batgirl has sneered playfully, before punching him on the shoulder.
He did not tell her about the bruise she left.
He gave a smile at the memory, it had been such an insignificant event, but it seemed so important now.
Batman snapped out of his train of thought when Question walked in, no doubt to pester him about something incredibly insignificant.
"You do care" He murmured to himself and Batman turned to face him, unaware of how stiff his body was, or of the fact that over the past few days he seemed to have aged a thousand years.
"What is it Q?" He demanded gruffly and Q's head titled slightly to the left.
"You know, no one will disrespect you if you actually show emotion. She has that effect on everyone" Question informed him, having one of his rare moments of empathy with the dark knight.
"This has nothing to do with her" Batman replied calmly and heard a snort from the entrance to the monitor room.
"Bullshit" Hawkgirl told him walking in with several other league members, all looking concerned and worried for some reason Batman couldn't fathom.
"Your not an emotionless robot, not even Tornado is that emotionless and he is a robot" John told him and Hal nodded beside him as they stared at the Batman.
He stared back, ignoring the angry and sad looks on his fellow league members faces.
"Stop trying to shoulder this all on your own, we all care about Batgirl, we all want to help" Superman told him and subconsciously Batman's fists clenched.
"No, hardly any of you have ever met Batgirl before, and those of you that have only met her for five minutes. You don't care, not like I do" He informed them, before sweeping out of the room pushing past ever single one of them without caring.
He was angry, very angry.
"Batman, it's Flash"
He growled aloud and answered with a grunt.
"Batgirl is with us"
He stopped dead in his tracks and froze to the spot.
"We don't hate her"
GASP! They don't hate her? What is going on here? Hint, there was a clue in the chapter somewhere. See if you can work it out.
Before I do my reviewers notes I'd just like to say that I was intrigued by all the different penname reasons. I thought they were all brilliant.
Lionfire, Barbara doesn't have a tragic end! Yeah, she gets shot and becomes paralyzed but even then she kicks ass! And Raven is pretty cool, I love her attitude.
Knightmare, Yes, Zatana certainly has the power to heal her, but that doesn't mean she will. She's under the curse to remember!
WinterRain, You are wrong, it affects EVERYONE that she hated when she was a child (hint hint, hint hint)
Highlander, Batgirl doesn't need protecting from me, she's actually my alter ego, and I am actually writing my life story.
Kindleflame, I hope Batgirl finds treatment soon as well, but you never know, seriously. You don't, I do! Mwa-ha-ha-ha!
Read and Review guys!
Tulip Out.