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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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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"Shh," murmured Brenda wearily from where she curled in the arm chair Clark had pulled up next to the bed for her when she'd refused to go to bed. "You're in a spare bedroom at Wayne Manor."

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"Brenda?" he groaned, turning to look at her. Then he looked around, face creasing in sadness and then anger. "Where's that oaf in the tights? I've got a score to settle!"

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"Robin? Why?" She frowned and shifted in the chair.

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"Teach him," he groaned, throwing away the covers and standing unsteadily. "I'll teach him... and you... you... you never told me...." He wobbled.

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She stood too, though the effort made her head spin. "Told you what? I didn't tell you anything about Batwoman, so of course I didn't tell you about her brother-at-arms."

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"You never told me-" he stopped mid-cry of frustration, and stared at her.

"Brother?" he blinked stupidly.