A park in Gotham

[random_xtras]

All was calm, all was quiet.

Then a black-edged portal sprang into existence over the duck pond and two people flew through. The black-haired girl surfaced immediately and swam to shore, laughing heartily.

"Stronghold, yer such a fragbrain!" she hollered after reaching the shore and bounding to her feet. "Ya know what ducks do in there?"

Comments

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

Will was too shocked and surprised to remember how to fly and he was dumped rather abruptly into a body of water, his yell being cut off once more.

"Heeeeyyy!" he managed to gasp as he swam rather quickly to shore. His feet touched bottom and he dragged himself upwards with a glare. "That wasn't cool!"

[random_xtras]

She sniggered. "I thought it was freakin' hilarious."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"You like the misery and suffering of others?" Will huffed, folding his arms across his chest miserably. He glanced around, finally trying to take in his surroundings. It was dark. Darker than night, in a way.

"Where are we, anyway?"

[random_xtras]

"You ain't sufferin'." She tossed her head. "Gotham."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"It's coooold, I'm gonna get sick," he whined and tried to wring out his sodden shirt. Actually he probably wouldn't. He blinked in the darkness.

"Gotham? As in...Gotham City?"

[random_xtras]

"Wuss. Thought ya said ya were invulnerable?" She snorted. "No, Gotham ketchup; what's it look like?"

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Even the mightest tree might get felled by...something. I forget. Anyway, I do catch colds just...well. Actually I don't think I've gotten a cold since I got my powers. Whaddya know?" He rubbed his arms again, a breeze picked up.

"So this is like...Batman territory?" He wasn't sure if that was a really cool thing to geek out about, or a scary thing to watch out for.

[random_xtras]

She glanced around and listened. "This's the one with the solo Batwoman."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Batwoman, huh," Will nodded, and grinned. "I can't believe we're in GOTHAM CITY!" His voice was loud, and he bounced around a bit like a kid who's just got the coolest action figure set he wanted for his birthday.

[random_xtras]

"You do realize Bats don't like metas." She glanced around, then scooped up a pebble and skipped it accross the pond so that it hit a duck in the butt.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Metas?" he looked confused a second, then tried to remember. "That's...that's superpowered people, right?"

[random_xtras]

"Bingo, nerdbutt." She suddenly cocked her head, smirk fading into alertness.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

He looked confused, still rubbing his arms. "What's wrong with people with powers, why don't they like 'em?"

[random_xtras]

"They're just freakin' paranoid...." That rotten grin returned to her face. "Let's play a little game."

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"I don't wanna," he shook his head a tad fearfully, he didn't trust her in the least. "I want to go back home."

[random_xtras]

"It's a fun game." Her grin took on a slightly demented look. "You call it 'Save the Citizen'." She took off running toward the sound of cries. "I call it '@#$%& off the Bat'!"

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Uh...that doesn't sound very fun to me," Will said nervously, taking off after her, not wanting to be left alone in the strange, dark place.

[random_xtras]

He got to the origin of the cries in time to see Mornbein launch herself into the air and plant a flawless snapkick in the face of the thug who'd been holding a female jogger. He staggered back with a hand to his jaw, then came back with a bellow of rage as his friends moved in to help.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

Will stared, mouth agape for a moment, watching the sudden explosion of violence. 'Is Gotham like this all the time?' he mused for a moment, before realizing that he ought to go in and help. A smirk breaking out on his face, he dashed in and smashed one of the thugs into the ground with more force than he should have.

[random_xtras]

"Don't kill'im, ya dumb bastich!" She slapped him upside the head in passing, then planted her fist in the gut of a lanky blond guy and followed it with a knee to his forehead.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

He winced at the smack even if it didn't hurt too much, helping up his rather beat-up thug and dusting him off. The guy was unconcious and drooling, and he sheepishly dumped him in a pile before moving on to thwack a beefy, crow-bar weilding fiend in the head with his hand. He was trying to hold back, but the thwack sent him flying into an alley and onto some garbage cans with a huge CRAAAASSHHHH! If that didn't wake the whole neighborhood, he didn't know what did.

"Hey, I'm doin' the best that I can here," he muttered over to Mornbein before she could say anything.

[random_xtras]

She reached over and gave him a fingerflick to the forehead, then ducked as someone swung a steel pipe and stomped the guy's instep with her borrowed biker boot.

"It's Batwoman!" Someone suddenly howled. "Run!"

"Heh." Mornbein watched them go.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

"Yeah...yeah, get out of here, you criminals! Stop doing...uh, bad stuff." Will winced and smacked his forehead. Wow, he really needed to brush up on that sort of dialog.

"Hey, not bad for my first time in the field," he murmured.

[anotherbwayne.livejournal.com]

He became aware of a sudden icey silence behind him as Mornbein smirked at something over his head.

[flying-strong.livejournal.com]

Will was almost afraid to look behind him, knowing without knowing what--or who--was there. Besides, that one thug said that she was coming, and he had to have a reason for saying that, right?

"Uh, hi! I'm a big fan!" he whirled around with a great big smile and a wave, not mentioning that he was more of a fan of the guy-version of his world, thinking it wouldn't be that appropriate for a great first impression.