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

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

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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[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

She wasn't able to get out of the way in time and gets hit full on, slamming against the wall painfully.

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The insectoid reached out for her, only to start slightly as the window suddenly shattered inward.

Then she laughed again. "Dark Knight. How kind of you to join the party."

"Slade," came a growl that barely sounded like Lon.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena was struggling to stay awake, but knew she had to do something, anything.

Wait... insects are sensitive to vibrations...

She had a couple "screamer" batarangs, ones which produced a high-pitched, piercing noise when thrown... Her fingers fumbling, she found one and threw it, hoping to give Lon the chance he needed.

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Unhappily, she forgot to take in the sensitivity of feline ears. Lon mastered his pain quickly, but Slade recovered as quickly and slashed at him with a bladed forearm cuff.

He leaped aside, the wan light shining through a new rent in his robe, then came back, ricocheting off the walls in attempt to confuse the foe.

Slade laughed, her arm moving at impossible speed as something shot from it and knocked him out of the air. "Meat is so predictable."

Then she went stiff with surprise as a giant hand of green light suddenly wrapped around her neck.

"Meat this, scumbag," said Han angrily.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

Helena's head was ringing more then ever. She hadn't had time to put her earplugs in before she threw the batarang.

She was waaaay too close to passing out.

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"Don't...." Lon's voice hitched. "Don't kill her."

"Hey, buddy, I know, all right?" growled Han. "Come on buggy doll, let's go visit the slammer."

"Helena." Lon put his hands to either side of her head. "Hold still. Let me see how you're hurt."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"I've definitely been better."

She was probably willing to believe that she had some cracked ribs, if nothing else. It would explain why it was hurting when she breathed.

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"I'm sorry," he said softly, glancing toward the part of the room that Pru's body had been tossed toward before turning back and closing his eyes. "Give me a moment."

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Pru's... Pru's hurt worse..."

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"She'll heal." He winced and bit his lip, his head winding up next to hers as he went to his elbows at a flash of vertigo.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"...You don't look so good yourself."

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"I'm healing." He sat up again and looked at her, his blue eyes clear now though full of concern. One hand went to his belt and removed a small device, which he began to slowly move above her body.

[bat-daughter.livejournal.com]

"What's that...?"