**I do not own any of the characters in the story beside Mercy, Heather, and Colin**
I REALLY didn't want to deal with this. Not right now, at least. I glanced over at Colin, the panic starting to return to his face. "Colin, go. I just be a few minutes." I tried smiling reassuringly. He gave a weak nod and quickly disappeared in a cloud of blue smoke. I looked down, "You guys are going to kick my butt, aren't you?" I mumbled out. "Maybe later," Blade smirked. "But for now we just want to talk." Nightwing interrupted. "Yeah? Well I don't." I frowned, trying to over up what I was really thinking. I didn't want want to tell them that I was sorry, I want going to stop, but I was sorry. I couldn't though, I couldn't let them get to me.
"Merc, why? You were a part of this team, you had no reason to leave!" Aisling tried to ask. I put up a hand to stop her, and looked at the ground, chuckling the slightest bit. I sighed, maybe I should just tell them? Get a few things off my chest, "You think I had no reason to leave?" I whispered softly, beginning to look up with teary eyes. "I had EVERY reason to. Phoebe, Fin, Tula, Kaldur... You guys didn't do anything!" the tone in my voice was getting progressively higher. "I betrayed the team, I was going to blow up the cave... All because someone talked me into it!" "But you didn't!" Jessica interrupted. "I almost did!" I snapped at her, she receded. "I almost did," I said in a softer tone now, "Face the facts, with every day I was on that team.. It was just driving me closer to this." I let one tear fall freely from my cheek. "Mercy-" Conner was cut off by Heather telaporting up next to me. As soon as she saw what a wreck I was, anger immediately flared in her eyes. "WHAT did you guys do!?!" she shouted at them. "Heather..." I tried being as calm as I could in this kind of situation, and she snapped her neck over to me. "Can we just get out of here?" I asked. She groaned, and quickly sent out a glowing green pulse, knocking them all back off their feet, and then transported us off back to the same old warehouse I was always in. Right before we left though, I managed to pull off one small diamond and left it on the ground for them. Okay, I did feel somewhat guilty....
I found myself standing on top of the coffee table located in the main room of the warehouse, Heather standing beside me on the floor. "Geez, Heather! You could be a little bit more precise with your landings!" I huffed, stepping off the coffee table and storming down the hallway and into my bedroom. I had too many things running though my head. Guilt, anger, and wanting revenge.
I REALLY didn't want to deal with this. Not right now, at least. I glanced over at Colin, the panic starting to return to his face. "Colin, go. I just be a few minutes." I tried smiling reassuringly. He gave a weak nod and quickly disappeared in a cloud of blue smoke. I looked down, "You guys are going to kick my butt, aren't you?" I mumbled out. "Maybe later," Blade smirked. "But for now we just want to talk." Nightwing interrupted. "Yeah? Well I don't." I frowned, trying to over up what I was really thinking. I didn't want want to tell them that I was sorry, I want going to stop, but I was sorry. I couldn't though, I couldn't let them get to me.
"Merc, why? You were a part of this team, you had no reason to leave!" Aisling tried to ask. I put up a hand to stop her, and looked at the ground, chuckling the slightest bit. I sighed, maybe I should just tell them? Get a few things off my chest, "You think I had no reason to leave?" I whispered softly, beginning to look up with teary eyes. "I had EVERY reason to. Phoebe, Fin, Tula, Kaldur... You guys didn't do anything!" the tone in my voice was getting progressively higher. "I betrayed the team, I was going to blow up the cave... All because someone talked me into it!" "But you didn't!" Jessica interrupted. "I almost did!" I snapped at her, she receded. "I almost did," I said in a softer tone now, "Face the facts, with every day I was on that team.. It was just driving me closer to this." I let one tear fall freely from my cheek. "Mercy-" Conner was cut off by Heather telaporting up next to me. As soon as she saw what a wreck I was, anger immediately flared in her eyes. "WHAT did you guys do!?!" she shouted at them. "Heather..." I tried being as calm as I could in this kind of situation, and she snapped her neck over to me. "Can we just get out of here?" I asked. She groaned, and quickly sent out a glowing green pulse, knocking them all back off their feet, and then transported us off back to the same old warehouse I was always in. Right before we left though, I managed to pull off one small diamond and left it on the ground for them. Okay, I did feel somewhat guilty....
I found myself standing on top of the coffee table located in the main room of the warehouse, Heather standing beside me on the floor. "Geez, Heather! You could be a little bit more precise with your landings!" I huffed, stepping off the coffee table and storming down the hallway and into my bedroom. I had too many things running though my head. Guilt, anger, and wanting revenge.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a knife in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, you too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a knife in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, you too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he said in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl said it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any more smart remarks?"
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any more smart remarks?"
Sneak Peek Part II
Revenge or Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their guns to bear on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a rifle to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught you this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The next time they said something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge or Redemption
Revenge or Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their guns to bear on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a rifle to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught you this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The next time they said something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge or Redemption
Usually with Flowers in her hair even at school. adn always expressionless. kinda. but only if you can imagen her hair SLIGHTLY darker.
Usually she also has a punk rocker style going on so her flowers may depend on her mood or she may even wear them with her puvk outfit. let me see if i can fins a pic of punk rocker outfit for her also usually dressed.
okay found one it'll be picture 3!the one with the words u dont need to read kay!
if you have any Questions or comments on her Expression feel free to do so!