Just a little heads up, this story takes place between season one and season two.
The giorno started out the same as all the others. Connor was sitting on the divano watching TV, although for once it wasn’t static, M’gann was trying out a new cookie recipe, Kaldur was curled up on the recliner with a book, Wally and Artemis were snuggling on the opposite side of the divano and Dick and I were sitting on the other side of the divano watching the news. All the sudden the words “Breaking News” flashed on the Televisione screen. Everyone leant inoltrare, avanti as if it would help them hear the news to come.
“This just in,” the blonde reporter announced. “Just moments fa the Gotham City Police Commissioner, Jim Gordon, was shot outside of the police department…” As the reporter continued I tuned her out as I registered the facts that were just presented to me. I vaguely heard Dick asking if I was alright. I stood up and ran towards the zeta tubes. I didn’t hear Dick run up behind me and take the same zeta. Once out of the out of order telephone booth, the disguised zeta tube in Gotham, I started to run to the Police Department with Dick following close behind.
When the Police Department came into view I stopped short to let the scene in front of me sink in. Police officers, that I have known since I was young, were running around interrogating witnesses and pushing reporters away from the crime scene as my father was being slid onto a gurney. When I was my dad the tears that I didn’t realize were falling came down quicker and saltier.
“Daddy!” I screamed as I sprinted towards him and pushed my way through the swarm of people.
“Barbara!” I heard Dick holler after me as he followed the suit. I was stopped once I slid under the yellow police tape da an officer that recognized me from all those times I would come to the station after school. I tried to wriggle free of his grasp and failed to do so.
“Barbara, the paramedics are treating your father right now. I’m sorry, but te can’t get in the way of their work because every secondo counts,” the officer told me.
“No, I need to see my dad!” I yelled at him as I watched my father being pushed on the gurney. When they walked in front of me I Lost it. I broke free of the officer’s grip and ran to my father’s side knowing that the officer and Dick were following closely behind. When the paramedics spotted me da the gurney they politely shooed me away and pulled my dad into the back of the ambulance. I became weak in the knees when Dick stopped successivo to me because I saw the damage that the bullet had done.
It was a clean shot that was about three inches below where the collare bone starts on the shoulders side. The bullet went straight through his body and there was blood. Lots of blood that seemed to gush out of his wound on both sides faster and faster da the second.
Dick caught me before my legs collapsed into heaps of bone, flesh and muscle. He pulled my into a orso hug as I limply hugged him back. Immediately I started to bawl into his chest as he occasionally kissed the superiore, in alto of my head to comfort me further. He never let go of me and I didn’t want him to.
I put this story on Fanfiction too if anyone wants to read ahead. It's called "One Shot Marks Only the Beginning".
The giorno started out the same as all the others. Connor was sitting on the divano watching TV, although for once it wasn’t static, M’gann was trying out a new cookie recipe, Kaldur was curled up on the recliner with a book, Wally and Artemis were snuggling on the opposite side of the divano and Dick and I were sitting on the other side of the divano watching the news. All the sudden the words “Breaking News” flashed on the Televisione screen. Everyone leant inoltrare, avanti as if it would help them hear the news to come.
“This just in,” the blonde reporter announced. “Just moments fa the Gotham City Police Commissioner, Jim Gordon, was shot outside of the police department…” As the reporter continued I tuned her out as I registered the facts that were just presented to me. I vaguely heard Dick asking if I was alright. I stood up and ran towards the zeta tubes. I didn’t hear Dick run up behind me and take the same zeta. Once out of the out of order telephone booth, the disguised zeta tube in Gotham, I started to run to the Police Department with Dick following close behind.
When the Police Department came into view I stopped short to let the scene in front of me sink in. Police officers, that I have known since I was young, were running around interrogating witnesses and pushing reporters away from the crime scene as my father was being slid onto a gurney. When I was my dad the tears that I didn’t realize were falling came down quicker and saltier.
“Daddy!” I screamed as I sprinted towards him and pushed my way through the swarm of people.
“Barbara!” I heard Dick holler after me as he followed the suit. I was stopped once I slid under the yellow police tape da an officer that recognized me from all those times I would come to the station after school. I tried to wriggle free of his grasp and failed to do so.
“Barbara, the paramedics are treating your father right now. I’m sorry, but te can’t get in the way of their work because every secondo counts,” the officer told me.
“No, I need to see my dad!” I yelled at him as I watched my father being pushed on the gurney. When they walked in front of me I Lost it. I broke free of the officer’s grip and ran to my father’s side knowing that the officer and Dick were following closely behind. When the paramedics spotted me da the gurney they politely shooed me away and pulled my dad into the back of the ambulance. I became weak in the knees when Dick stopped successivo to me because I saw the damage that the bullet had done.
It was a clean shot that was about three inches below where the collare bone starts on the shoulders side. The bullet went straight through his body and there was blood. Lots of blood that seemed to gush out of his wound on both sides faster and faster da the second.
Dick caught me before my legs collapsed into heaps of bone, flesh and muscle. He pulled my into a orso hug as I limply hugged him back. Immediately I started to bawl into his chest as he occasionally kissed the superiore, in alto of my head to comfort me further. He never let go of me and I didn’t want him to.
I put this story on Fanfiction too if anyone wants to read ahead. It's called "One Shot Marks Only the Beginning".
Secret ID: Bella Tricks
Age: 13
Personality: Bella is a easily annoyed person when she is treated like her age. She often ignores peoples orders on missions and gets herself into trouble, She is a very loud and outgoing girl who often picks a fight with Wally,Lucas, o Steel, she mostly picks on Lucas becuase of her crush on him.
Appearance: Lavender long hair and oro eyes but in public, blonde hair and blueish green eyes.
Powers/Skills:she can fly through the air similar to the way rocket does, the sound of glimmer is heard when she takes off.
Relations: younger sister to Betelgeuse ( soon to be introduced)
Civvies: she wears appartamenti with fiori on them,jean shorts and a grey sweater.
Others: she is very jealous of Artemis becuase she is dating Lucas.
Usually with fiori in her hair even at school. adn always expressionless. kinda. but only if te can imagen her hair SLIGHTLY darker.
Usually she also has a punk rocker style going on so her fiori may depend on her mood o 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 te have any domande o commenti on her Expression feel free to do so!