What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (11)

By adliren

Barbara slowly straightened in her chair, watching with weary concern as Helena continued to sit on the floor, shaking her head with a vaguely lost look in her eyes. She was holding the silver batarang Barbara had retrieved from the supply closet while the two ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (10)

By adliren

Barbara watched in alarm as Helena approached her. The brunette’s hands were curled into claws and her fangs were exposed in a feral snarl. For one second, Barbara wasn’t frightened, she was simply horribly, terribly sad. Sad and furious that this . . . monster ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (9)

By adliren

Dick turned, putting his back against Gabby’s. He could feel the teen shaking, her fear and anxiety conveyed through the minute shivers.

“It’s okay, try to relax,” he spared a moment to murmur even as he eyed the approaching vampires. “Just pick your shots ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (8)

By adliren

“So let me get this straight. You have a crossbow because your cousin does medieval reenactments?”

Gabby nodded her head when she heard the blatant disbelief over the spare com Barbara had given her. Remembering that he couldn’t see her from his position ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (7)

By adliren

Driving with one hand wasn’t so hard. Of course, Helena was grateful that the Hummer was automatic; otherwise she might have been in trouble.

She had briefly called Barbara before she left Wayne Manor, letting the other woman know that she had been ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (6)

By adliren

That had been interesting.

As Helena stepped out of the grandfather clock and into the open airiness of the room, she couldn’t think of any other way to describe what she had just experienced. She was sure if she thought about it long enough, she could have ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (5)

By adliren

“Hey Big A, what’s up?”

“I should be asking you the same question, Miss Helena. Your desire to visit was most unexpected.”

“Yeah well, I wasn’t given much of a choice,” Helena responded vaguely as she stood on the steps of Wayne Manor, her eyes scanning ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (4)

By adliren

Helena was aware that most people assumed she wore black as a statement of her dark and brooding nature, and that was definitely part of it, but the truth was, in Gotham’s dim and seedy alleys, black provided the best camouflage. Now, red on the other hand ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (3)

By: adliren

“Let’s go to bed Helena.”

Blue eyes lit up with what could only be joy as Barbara lost herself in the sweet smile she hadn’t seen for eight years. Leaning up, she tangled her hands in dark hair and pulled gently, loving the small resistance that was quickly ( Read more... )

What it Means to Be a Hero

Part 2: A Different Way of Thinking (2)

By: adliren

Dick was looking at her impassively, making it clear he didn’t care what she did. Helena was pretty sure it was a front, but she couldn’t call him on it. He was just asking a simple question, it just happened to be one she didn’t have an answer for. And ( Read more... )