Brenda's Gothom - Fighting for Love

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Porthos had enough. He loved Brenda, he wouldn't let her just walk away and vanish.

He stood up, slightly unsteadily, then tossed a few coins on the counter to pay for his drinks, sprinting at the door, determined to make it work.

"Brenda!" he yelped, bursting through and suddenly sprawling flat on a dark, cold street.

he took a moment to realize he'd opened his eyes, then stared around in disbelief. This... this was a wrorld unlike any he'd ever dreamed of, and he started, gasped, and looked around, starting as a strange light on a pole fluttered and went off and on.

The Musketeer stood, then started as some loud alarm went off, a noise he'd never heard before. He sword was out in a flash, and he wlked backwards, back to the wall, wishing his honorary brothers were here with him.

Lost, confused, and every nerve tingling and on alert, Porthos slowly went down the street, seeing nothing but strange, frightening shapes and dark, half invivisble forms that fled as he approached.

He suddenly contemplated the possibilty that he'd died and gone to Hell without noticing.

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Batwoman cocked her head and studied the warehouse, eyes narrowed behind the shelter of the cowel. She watched the guard pass by, then nodded to Robin and leapt down with a near-silent flutter of cape and darted to the door. It was unlocked and open in a flash and she slipped inside.

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Porthos slowly made his way forward, turned a corner, then suddenly found himself looking at a very big, very mean looking bunch of men, all with dark skin and lots of metal on thier clothing. He jumped back with a cry, seeing them also start, then give cries of indignation and reach for thire weapons.

Thinking fast the pirate, sword in hand, flew at them, arms swinging as he let loose a bellow.

The gang of vermin leapt back, yelled, and took off at once, and Porthos paused, sighing with relief before suddenly somebody very large tackled him, sneding them both crashing through the front doors of some strange building.

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Not too far away, but seperated by a couple hallways, Batwoman paused and looked up as the silent alarms went off, her forhead creasing. She whirled to retreat, only to stagger as the hallway filled with gas.

Her vision went black and she crumpled to the floor.

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Porthos groaned softly, sitting up, only to see the big guy start to get up again when suddenly he heard a shout he couldn't understand. His head was spinning from the hit, and suddenly two imednly strong hands grabbed him. he looked up, but all he saw was shiny black, and suddenly there was a snarl, and order, and he felt him dragged down several halls, lights passing by overhead....

Then, as he was being flung into some kind of small cell, he finally understood some of what was being growled at him.

"Get in and stay in, street trash. Friends of Bats aren't welcome here."

"Bats?" he mumbled, vision swimming as he lay flat on his back, dimly realizing somebody had taken his sword and that in the process his arm had been cut rather largely.

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"Throw her in the room." Robert Dawson snorted contemptously and fingered the utility belt that lay next to the serrated gauntlets on his desk. "Since when is Batman a skirt?"

His enforcers didn't reply, only dragged the woman, still in costume but minus her belt, cape, gloves, and boots away and left her in the cell that had been prepared for any of the Batclan that chose to come and spring the trap.

That trap had been planned very carefully, down to the last detail. And the gas had been especially formulated to be sure there was no antidote.

What no one had realized was that, mixed with the antidote to the usual knock out gasses, it would send someone into a sleep from which they might not wake.

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"Bat... woman," she whispered faintly, feeling herself fading. "Batwoman...."

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"Batwoman?" he blinked and frowned, thne shook his head and held her close. "Shh, love, shh, it'll be alright, stay with me...."

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The small speaker in her ear crackled so softly that Porthos wouldn't hear it. "Batwoman? How's things on your end?"

She moaned, one hand moving weakly to touch the black Batsymbole on her chest as she shuddered with the effort of not sleeping.

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"Shh," Brenda, stay with hme," he insisted softly, stroking her cheek and moving her hand to where she wanted it to go. "Stay with me. Don't go t' sleep."

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"Bat... Bat... woman," she insisted, though her whisper was but a movement of her lips.

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Something hit the door from the outside and detonated spectacularly, causing it to disinigrate in a flash of white light.

Batwoman started and moaned at the sound, then fell still with a sigh.

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Porthos whirled around, clutching Brenda to him, ready to drop her and murder the next man in black he saw.

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Only it was no man in black who stood there, but a tall slender boy in red, gree, and yellow, who rushed inside and tried to take Batwoman from the Musketeer's arms.

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"GEt back," the pirate snarled, kicking at him and holding Brenda tighter. "Stay back or I swear on my grave you will die!"

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"Her heart's stopped beating!" said the newcomer, his light voice shaking. "If you don't let me help her it'll be too late!"

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There was a movement in the doorway, and a young girl in a short blue dress and red cape hurried in, her blue eyes wide under her square-cut black bangs.

"Supergirl." Robin looked up gladly. "Can you help her?"

"I already am," she said softly, kneeling next to Batwoman.

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Porthos stared in shock for another moment, before he snapped, his hand racing to side side.

"You bloody-" he stopped when he found his sword missing, then suddenly realized his sword had been taken. He then turned and launched himself at the boy, face a mask of fury and desperation. "SHE'S MINE!"

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Supergirl started and spun, telepathically knocking the man cold and lowering him to the floor.

"What?" asked Robin, shaken.

"He's overwhelmed. Culture shock." The ancient child turned back to her work.

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Porthos woke slowly, groaning as he opened his eyes... only to see dark.

"Where am I?" he grunted, turning his head and reaching for his sword, only to find it still gone. He swore.

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"Kinsman," she said firmly. "And teacher."

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He blinked and stared ahead, then looked up at her. "You... you need to sit you. You look ready to collapse."

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As if on cue her legs buckled and sent her toward the floor.

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He lurched forward and caught he, his throat catching as he held her close, pulling her back and slowly sitting with her.

"Darling.... Why... why won't you marry me? I would do anything to prove me worth."

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She put up a hand to embrace the arms that were wrapped around her as her mind faded relentlessly toward unconciousness. "Don't love you... yet."

Her head fell against his chest and she slept.

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"That's alright," he said softly, then slowly pulled himself up, holding her for another moment before he moved her onto the bed, tucked her in, and collapsed onto it next to her, completely exauhsted.