batwomans_gotham

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Escape!

Katalyn ran down the street, panting as she hurried, skidding to a halt in a dead end alleyway she froze, then looked back at the pair of thugs coming after her.

Looking around she quickly grabbed an old pipe, holding it up.

"Leave ma alone!" the tiny girl said feircely.

"Oh ho, look at that," one of the thugs snickered, nudging his buddy. "Little girl has a weapon."

"Better be scared," his partner snickered. Then he shook his head, then advancing on her. "Seriously, sweetie, just put the pipe down. We'll make it a lot better for ya if you jsut come without a fuss."

"Like @#%$!" she screeched, lashing out quickly.

The man screamed, toppling over.

"My knee!" he bellowed.

"You little @#%#^," the other man screeched, reaching for her and grabbing the pipe as it swung again.

Katalyn's eyes got huge, and she started to squirm and kick at him, desperately re-reaching for her powers, which were still not working when she needed them to.

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That's when I chose to send an R-shaped shuriken directly at the guy's hand, watching as it pierced his skin and was embedded inside.

"Seriously, just leave the girl alone." I advised while dropping from a nearby fire escape, my eyes narrowed to slits. "I'll make it better for you guys if you just turn yourselves over to the police without a fuss."

The man screamed and jolted backwards, and Katalyn tripped slightly when her weapon was released.

"Lemme alone, I can handle this!" she said feircely, hitting the one man's knee again. He howled again and collapsed while his buddy just went pale and bolted.

I watched as Katalyn brought the thug down with a shot to his knee. Despite myself, I couldn't help but grin while pulling a set of handcuffs from my belt.

"That doesn't mean you can't accept help when you need it, and from my position, you needed it." I replied calmly, my staff in one hand and the cuffs in another. The thug might be down for now...but he could've been playing possum.

"Then why don't you go after chicken legs if you wanna help so much?" Kat growled, a glint in her eye as she snatched the handcuffs, cracked her makeshift weapon ovr the guy's skull, and grunted as she rolled him over and put the cuffs on.

My eyes narrowed further at seeing the intensity at which the girl ensured that the guy was taken out-if he didn't have any brain damage before, he did now!-but I couldn't do anything about it now. She had a point; this guy did have a partner.

"Stay here and wait for the cops-and then we're gonna have a talk on how you apprehend criminals without endangering their lives." Before she could even reply back with a retort, I was already heading down the alleyway, pinpointed in what direction 'chicken legs' had run off and was hot on his trail in seconds.

Katalyn blinked, but pouted and sat on the man's still form, kicking him once more in the ribs as she waited.

It hadn't taken me long to catch up to the fleeing guy and perform a running tackle on his legs, bringing him down within seconds. Though him hitting his head on the garbage can was a complete accident and was something I hadn't expected.

"You're under arrest...!" I announced to his semi-conscious form while pulling out another set of cuffs and securing him with them. "You have the right to remain flat on your stomach-or on your back, if I decided to flip you over. If you deny yourself this right, or try to get away, I'll have to give you a concussion like your friend has."

At noticing the police arriving, I pointed toward the alley in which the girl and the other guy were at. "You do have the right to an attorney, but by the time he gets here you'll already be behind bars and awaiting trial for attempted robbery and attempted assault of a young girl."

I finished my updated Miranda rights as a police officer came by and took one of the two assailants away. That task taken care of, I went back toward the alley as fast as I could.

Katalyn looked up crossly, then took the paper from the notebook, which she'd been scribbling in the whole while, and gave it to him.

"Take that to the police. It's a list of names of girls these @#%#$^@# have assaulted and beaten in the last two years, and thier parents' names. They'll testify against these creeps," she said, sticking the notebook back in her small sidebag and carefuly rearranged her mask.

"Save the lecture. I didn't kill him, and I wasn't gonna," she said, climbing off the man and spitting on him before she looked around. "Besides, I don't got time to hear Bat's sidekick try n' sound responsible."

My eyebrows rose a bit at reading down the list of names of girls. They'd been doing this for two years?! And no one had been able to do anything about it?

"Thanks..." I began, but stopped at hearing her brief explanation about a would-be lecture. My eyes narrowed behind my mask at a certain comment being heard within my vicinity.

"Partner, not sidekick. And, I can be just as responsible as anyone else." Putting my staff away, I held onto the paper while eyeing her one last time.

"Try and stay away from dark alleyways next time." I advised as I headed to where the police were at, information in hand.

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