Saturday Night
CPD Warehouse
"I've missed you Dave," she continued, calmly before turning to look directly at Hit Girl.
"You are one lucky bitch, Hit Girl! I remember like it was yesterday - having Dave inside of me - fuck it felt like nothing on this earth..."
Hit Girl lashed out with her left gauntlet and Night/Miranda Swedlow/Night Bitch slid to the floor, unconscious.
"Sorry to cut off her commentary on your sexual skills, Kick-Ass!"
"Err, right!" I replied, still in shock.
"Isn't she supposed to be dead?" Hawk enquired.
"Yeah! Kick-Ass...?" Hit Girl asked and turned to glare at me.
"You saw the damn newspaper! She died over a year ago... Or at least I thought so!" I responded.
Talk about conflicting emotions!
I couldn't believe that Miranda was alive! I was overjoyed!
I also couldn't believe that she was fighting against us! This – well I couldn't describe the emotion that this thought generated.
"Green is more for Kick-Ass, Hit Girl; it doesn't suit you at all!" Battle Guy cautioned, in a concerned tone.
"I am not jealous or envious!" I growled angrily. But I was, both of 'em!
Kick-Ass removed the part of his mask that covered his mouth and took a large step towards me.
I was expecting to be yelled at, but no... Kick-Ass grabbed me and leant me backwards and covered my lips with his own and... Oh - my - God! His tongue... My legs were starting to go weak and I positively melted into his arms. The damp feeling that I felt between my legs was not sweat! Finally Kick-Ass let me go and helped me back to my feet; I still felt weak though, dammit!
"That was positively awesome!" Battle Guy commented. "I could have made millions if I'd recorded that! Hit Girl and Kick-Ass kissing, damn hot!"
I felt my face burning, like I'd stuck it into a fire!
"What was that for?" I asked, rather stupidly.
"I thought that you needed a reminder of who I love and who is my fiancée!" Kick-Ass said, with a smirk.
"I hadn't forgotten... I'm sorry and thanks... That was awesome!" I replied... then I giggled.
"Did Hit Girl just giggle?" Hawk asked, looking a little horrified.
"Unfortunately!" I admitted, feeling both embarrassed and furious with myself.
My mind was still reeling.
Miranda was alive! But she had apparently gone over to the 'dark side'!
"You're literally half the man that you used to be... Batman!"
I span around to find that Miranda was back with us and looking at a glaring Battle Guy.
"Kinda hot, too!"
Miranda passed out again, as Hawk clipped her chin with a boot.
"She really cannot be getting any!" Hawk commented.
An hour later
Sunday
Jackal and Shadow were safely back at Safehouse A.
I didn't want them present during our interrogation, especially not now that we knew who she really was under the mask! This would be complicated, especially as Dave was personally involved. But the big question on my mind was: why was she fighting against us? She fought beside us, against Chris D'Amico, for fuck's sake!
It was soon after midnight, so we all had a coffee and discussed the events so far.
Much later
Sunday
Safehouse A
I was feeling hungry, so I headed for the kitchen.
"Morning!" Josh said, as he fried some bacon.
"Hi! Where's Curtis?"
"Downstairs... Training!"
"Oh!"
I headed downstairs to see what Curtis was up to. Abby had gone home, as soon as we had returned, last night.
..._...
When I got downstairs, I found Curtis attacking a Tatami Mat target, with a sword that I recognised as coming from the armoury. It was a two-foot long Saracen sword, with a wickedly curved blade.
"What the hell are you doing with that?" I demanded.
I could tell that Curtis had been at it for a while; he was dripping with sweat. The kid had been much focussed on his personal development, both physically and mentally, ever since his parents had been killed. I was impressed by his perseverance, but from a personal stand point, I thought that he was going too far, too soon! Yeah, I knew that I probably wasn't the best person to be lecturing him about taking things slowly, but I cared for him enough to at least try.
"I'm training!"
"Does Mindy know that you're using that sword?"
"No, and you're not gonna tell her, either!"
"I don't keep secrets from Mindy!"
"No, you don't... You just run off on your own and almost get yourself killed!"
"That was a mistake! I've learnt from my mistakes!" I growled. "Now, you are making a big mistake and Mindy will go bananas!"
"Remember, Shadow, it is kinda your fault that I am here today, training to become a vigilante."
"Don't I know it? Look Curtis you're moving way too fast... You're getting really good, kid, but - you're pushing yourself, way too much."
"What, you care about me now?"
"That's not fucking fair... I've always cared about you! Okay, I know that I never used to show it, but I've always cared about you – deep down."
"I'm sorry, Chloe. That was uncalled for," Curtis apologised.
"Don't worry; you've been through a lot, but there's no need to pile more on yourself... I've been there, with Josh... You're still only ten, please take it slower."
"Okay, I'll try... But - will you keep my secret? I don't think Mindy would approve of me training with this sword, although I will admit that it is really cool!"
"That it is!"
CPD Warehouse
"Why are you doing this?" I asked. "You – we, were for good!"
"I changed, Dave! This is the real fucking world, good people get nothing and the rest get everything!" Miranda replied.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"Whatever you want it to mean, I suppose."
"You're talking in fucking riddles!"
"Did Chris D'Amico ever tell you about who betrayed your father?" Miranda asked, changing the subject.
"Should be have done?" I responded.
"So you don't know?"
"Know what, you sick bitch?" I was getting mad.
"You never knew that your father was betrayed by your best friend?"
"What?"
"I believe you knew him as 'Ass-Kicker', back then!"
"You..."
The back wall of the warehouse suddenly exploded inwards.
We all dived for cover behind Beast as masonry crashed down all around us and our combat suits were pelted by small brick projectiles. Once the dust had started to clear, we emerged and examined the scene.
"She's gone!" Hit Girl growled, angrily.