Fic: Idle Treachery
Title: Idle Treachery
Author: modestroad
Recipient: roguecatwoman
Prompt: your sensei should have taught you better.
Word Count: 1066
Characters: Dinah Lance, Elektra Natchios, Barbara Gordon (plot bunny from hell)
Warnings, if including any non-con/dub-con/etc.: None whatsover.
Summary: When Dinah met Elektra.
Notes: A bif thanks to Katy for her beta work. This takes place when Dinah was still a member of BoP.
The blow comes from nowhere.
It makes Dinah think about Babs and her little strategic games. If she had paid more attention to her friend then she wouldn’t be the one wiping blood from her lips. Oracle had warned her about the woman, but Oracle was worrying too much anyways for Dinah to pay attention.
This woman knows how to fight, her kicks are coming strong and precise with every punche finding its target. She is keeping her pace without much effort, too easy actually, as if she’s practicing and Dinah is the punching bag. She is keeping her pace without much afford. Too easy actually. Like she’s practicing and Dinah is the punching bag. One of these days she will start listen to Oracle.
Not tonight though.
Tonight Dinah wipes away her blood and fight back, she kicks and punches, but the lady in red blocks her every attempt.
“Your sensei should have taught you better,” Little Red Hood says and smirks.
That makes Dinah angry and she throws a combination of kicks and punches and air kicks that send Little Red Hood flying to land on her butt. Elektra, Dinah remembers Oracle saying her name, just laughs.
And I thought Batman was psychotic.
“I’m not here to fight you,” Dinah says. Maybe that’s not true, the lady has some skills that Dinah is eager to try, but that would give Oracle a fit and enough escape time to her target.
Dinah takes her eyes from Elektra for one second to see if her target is still where she last saw him, yep, still smoking and talking on the phone.Four of his lab dogs are watching him from a close distance, two other are hidden in the dar--a punch on her jaw and all she can see now are stars.
Damn, that hurt! She has less than a second to block the next blow, but she does and when she looks at Elektra’s eyes she sees confusion and death. She wonders if Elektra can see the same in her eyes. “I’m not here to fight you!”
The raven haired woman doesn’t seem to believe her and Dinah is ready to use her Canary cry on her when she speaks. “Why are you here then?”
Dinah doesn’t answer right away. Their hands are tight to a bujutsu handle and Dinah is weighting her options. She can let Elektra free and anticipate another attack or she can keep her position (She is shorter than Elektra and that gives her a small advantage in close hand combat) and reveal some information.
She chooses the second. “Martin Huff. I’m following him from Gotham.”
“Are you working for him?”
“I just told you I’m follo--“
Elektra doesn’t let her finish. “Are you working for Batman?”
Well, you could say so. I’m working for a friend that works for Batman. Just don’t tell her that she works for Batman. She will sulk to the end of time. “Yes.”
Elektra smiles and loosens her grip. “I always wanted to fight Batman. Is he as good as they say?”
Hmm…no! He’s even better. “Yes.”
The dark haired woman nods and walks to the edge of the rooftop. Dinah follows her and together they watch. They watch the alley,watch as Huff lights another cigarette, watch as two of his thugs have a contest of who has the bigger gun.
“He’s yours,” Elektra says, her eyes never leaving Huff.
“Wait, what? You didn’t seem so hot when you found me and now he’s mine?”
“Yeah,” Elektra nods. “Tell Batman I’m gonna fight him one day and I’m gonna win.” With that the woman jumps from the roof and disappears into the shadows.
Oh, wow! And I thought Batman was psychotic!
Ten minutes later Dinah is chasing Huff into an alley. It seems to last forever and she curses New York’s road construction. One of Huff’s men found a target before she had the change to take him out. The bullet had scratched the outside of her thigh, nothing too serious but enough to slow her down.
“The man smokes two packs the day and still thinks he can out run me,” she murmurs between her teeth. Finally, the alley comes to a dead end and Dinah is allowing herself to think about the Jacuzzi that awaits her home and the Italian Oracle will order for her best girlfriend/operator when a sharp pain leaves her gasping for air.
She looks down and sees a sai stuck in her already hurt thigh. She looks up and sees a sai stuck between Huff’s eyes. She doesn’t see Elektra, but Dinah knows she can hear her.
“Why did you do that? You had no reason to do that, I had him, he would have gone to prison why did you have to kill him?” She shouts to the dark alley.
“This is who I am,” the sound comes from behind her and then the only thing Dinah can hear are the police sirens that are coming closer.
6 Hours Later, Gotham City.
Dinah limps her way to Babs’s apartment. The red head has ready a bubble bath for her and she can smell the Italian, but somehow that makes her feel even worse.
“I failed Babs,” she throws her bag to the sofa and crashes onto a chair.
“Can I see the sai?” Babs asks her and Dinah is tired, but not too tired not to notice the thrill in Babs’s voice.
She doesn’t want to even think of the possibility, but she has to ask. Taking a breath she asks, “Barbara? Did you send me there for Huff or for Elektra?”
The younger woman has the dignity to look her in the eyes when she answers with an apologetic gesture. “This is who I am, Dinah.”
Dinah smiles bitterly. “At least you are being honest with me this time…Oracle. I’m going to take that bath and FYI try to stay away from me for the rest of the week. Okay?”
Barbara says nothing and Dinah has to admit that the girl is a smart one.
Alone in the bathtub Dinah thinks of Elektra. She thinks of Barbara too and tries to decide when exactly her best friend turned into a female version of Batman. Lastly she thinks of herself.
“You have to admit it Dinah, your sensei should have taught you better.”
Alone she cries.
Author: modestroad
Recipient: roguecatwoman
Prompt: your sensei should have taught you better.
Word Count: 1066
Characters: Dinah Lance, Elektra Natchios, Barbara Gordon (plot bunny from hell)
Warnings, if including any non-con/dub-con/etc.: None whatsover.
Summary: When Dinah met Elektra.
Notes: A bif thanks to Katy for her beta work. This takes place when Dinah was still a member of BoP.
The blow comes from nowhere.
It makes Dinah think about Babs and her little strategic games. If she had paid more attention to her friend then she wouldn’t be the one wiping blood from her lips. Oracle had warned her about the woman, but Oracle was worrying too much anyways for Dinah to pay attention.
This woman knows how to fight, her kicks are coming strong and precise with every punche finding its target. She is keeping her pace without much effort, too easy actually, as if she’s practicing and Dinah is the punching bag. She is keeping her pace without much afford. Too easy actually. Like she’s practicing and Dinah is the punching bag. One of these days she will start listen to Oracle.
Not tonight though.
Tonight Dinah wipes away her blood and fight back, she kicks and punches, but the lady in red blocks her every attempt.
“Your sensei should have taught you better,” Little Red Hood says and smirks.
That makes Dinah angry and she throws a combination of kicks and punches and air kicks that send Little Red Hood flying to land on her butt. Elektra, Dinah remembers Oracle saying her name, just laughs.
And I thought Batman was psychotic.
“I’m not here to fight you,” Dinah says. Maybe that’s not true, the lady has some skills that Dinah is eager to try, but that would give Oracle a fit and enough escape time to her target.
Dinah takes her eyes from Elektra for one second to see if her target is still where she last saw him, yep, still smoking and talking on the phone.Four of his lab dogs are watching him from a close distance, two other are hidden in the dar--a punch on her jaw and all she can see now are stars.
Damn, that hurt! She has less than a second to block the next blow, but she does and when she looks at Elektra’s eyes she sees confusion and death. She wonders if Elektra can see the same in her eyes. “I’m not here to fight you!”
The raven haired woman doesn’t seem to believe her and Dinah is ready to use her Canary cry on her when she speaks. “Why are you here then?”
Dinah doesn’t answer right away. Their hands are tight to a bujutsu handle and Dinah is weighting her options. She can let Elektra free and anticipate another attack or she can keep her position (She is shorter than Elektra and that gives her a small advantage in close hand combat) and reveal some information.
She chooses the second. “Martin Huff. I’m following him from Gotham.”
“Are you working for him?”
“I just told you I’m follo--“
Elektra doesn’t let her finish. “Are you working for Batman?”
Well, you could say so. I’m working for a friend that works for Batman. Just don’t tell her that she works for Batman. She will sulk to the end of time. “Yes.”
Elektra smiles and loosens her grip. “I always wanted to fight Batman. Is he as good as they say?”
Hmm…no! He’s even better. “Yes.”
The dark haired woman nods and walks to the edge of the rooftop. Dinah follows her and together they watch. They watch the alley,watch as Huff lights another cigarette, watch as two of his thugs have a contest of who has the bigger gun.
“He’s yours,” Elektra says, her eyes never leaving Huff.
“Wait, what? You didn’t seem so hot when you found me and now he’s mine?”
“Yeah,” Elektra nods. “Tell Batman I’m gonna fight him one day and I’m gonna win.” With that the woman jumps from the roof and disappears into the shadows.
Oh, wow! And I thought Batman was psychotic!
Ten minutes later Dinah is chasing Huff into an alley. It seems to last forever and she curses New York’s road construction. One of Huff’s men found a target before she had the change to take him out. The bullet had scratched the outside of her thigh, nothing too serious but enough to slow her down.
“The man smokes two packs the day and still thinks he can out run me,” she murmurs between her teeth. Finally, the alley comes to a dead end and Dinah is allowing herself to think about the Jacuzzi that awaits her home and the Italian Oracle will order for her best girlfriend/operator when a sharp pain leaves her gasping for air.
She looks down and sees a sai stuck in her already hurt thigh. She looks up and sees a sai stuck between Huff’s eyes. She doesn’t see Elektra, but Dinah knows she can hear her.
“Why did you do that? You had no reason to do that, I had him, he would have gone to prison why did you have to kill him?” She shouts to the dark alley.
“This is who I am,” the sound comes from behind her and then the only thing Dinah can hear are the police sirens that are coming closer.
6 Hours Later, Gotham City.
Dinah limps her way to Babs’s apartment. The red head has ready a bubble bath for her and she can smell the Italian, but somehow that makes her feel even worse.
“I failed Babs,” she throws her bag to the sofa and crashes onto a chair.
“Can I see the sai?” Babs asks her and Dinah is tired, but not too tired not to notice the thrill in Babs’s voice.
She doesn’t want to even think of the possibility, but she has to ask. Taking a breath she asks, “Barbara? Did you send me there for Huff or for Elektra?”
The younger woman has the dignity to look her in the eyes when she answers with an apologetic gesture. “This is who I am, Dinah.”
Dinah smiles bitterly. “At least you are being honest with me this time…Oracle. I’m going to take that bath and FYI try to stay away from me for the rest of the week. Okay?”
Barbara says nothing and Dinah has to admit that the girl is a smart one.
Alone in the bathtub Dinah thinks of Elektra. She thinks of Barbara too and tries to decide when exactly her best friend turned into a female version of Batman. Lastly she thinks of herself.
“You have to admit it Dinah, your sensei should have taught you better.”
Alone she cries.