DK-Verse: Batcave?: On the Road Again (and Again)

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Great.  One moment she was in the Nexus--having previously been in a Gotham more than three hundred years in her future--the next she's in the Batcave.  Only... it's definitely not her Batcave.  Some of the souvenirs were off, for one thing.  And, well, she just had a sense about this kind of thing.

Truth be told, the more she examined it, the greater the differences became.  No giant penny, no mechanical dinosaur, no old Robin and Catwoman costumes stored in glass cases, no Batmobile--at least not that she recognized...

She was definitely far from home.

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He nearly managed to evade the spin kick, but his partner's stunned stumble into his path knocked him off course as well, and he fell to one knee with a curse.

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Helena struck out, this time with an uppercut as he fell. Fighting dirty? Maybe, but like Wildcat always said, "Sometime's fighting dirty's what gets you home."

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His head snapped back and he crumpled, inciting a stream of profanity from one of the other Rodians and an attempted pincher maneuver.

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Helena fired her grapple, snagging the ceiling and pulling herself up.

Easier trick in the book, when people are trying to box you in: get out of the way and let them run into each other.

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They pulled up at the last moment and looked up at her bemusedly before one put a hand to his belt.

The sound of something yelling with pain came from the room.

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She didn't like the sound of that, not at all. She dropped down, flinging batarangs as she dropped.

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A banshee scream of rage echoed from the open door and into the hallway, causing both Rodians to freeze and look over their shoulders.

Another furious feline shriek threatened to pierce eardrums, and then was followed by something exploding.

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Pru...

An explosion of fists and feet met the two Rodians, disabling them easily. She turned, located the sound of the explosions, and ran in that direction.

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The catwoman vented her fury again, narrowed green eyes fixed on her most hated foe, who had just cold-bloodedly murdered helpless people. It didn't matter to Pru that they had been criminals, it was her job to protect life.

The huge insectoid female made the dry rasping sound that was her laugh and dodged a second exploding mynock-star. "All meat is so over emotional. It flavors the meal, brings greater pleasure to the kill."

Pru snarled and circled, all her senses alert and aware despite her rage, her feet avoiding patches of blood and a severed head.

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Helena was, fortunately enough, quite out of sight for the moment. Of course, this insect person might have better senses that a human...

She reached down and removed her belt-buckle. It was heavier than a batarang and would impact more heavily when thrown. Silently, she let it fly through the air.

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Pru hissed as she saw the buckle caught and tossed back with deadly force. -Master, protect her!-

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There was no way to get out of the way in time. Just enough time for one desperate ploy. Helena threw a batarang. An explosive one. She didn't use those often, but they were sometimes necessary. She could never throw an ordinary one without enough force to deflect it.

Quickly, she shielded herself with her cape as soon as it left her hand.

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The two projectiles connected, the explosion knocking the buckle off course so that it embedded itself in a wall a few feet from Huntress's head.

The insect woman laughed again and gave Pru a mocking look, then turned and strode toward the younger humanoid.

"No!" The redhead sprang, locking her legs around her foe's neck and twisting.

"I believe you're doing it wrong." One claw came up and grabbed her hair, yanking her down into the murderess's embrace. There was a flurry of blows and another explosion, then a sickening crack. The insect woman laughed and tossed aside Pru's limp form, her head turning toward Helena. "Meat is so emotional."

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"You... monster!"

She had two explosive batarangs left. She threw both of them at the insect woman.