Fic: Wings Of Angels Trilogy Book I: Epidemic (14/14) (Part 1)

May 13, 2007 23:08

Title: Wings Of Angels Trilogy Book I: Epidemic (14/14) (Part 1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters (this chapter): Bruce/Dick, (hints of Selina/Dinah), Ollie Queen/Dinah Lance, Selina Kyle, Roy Harper, Alfred, Allie, Alicia, Jim Gordon, Clark, Barbara Gordon, The Joker, Sarah Dickinson
Series Notes: When Gotham falls to an epidemic, Batman and Robin need help to protect the city. All chapters can be found here.
Categories: Drama, Angst
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: …and the wings of the Angel of Death softly fold around Gotham.
Date Of Completion: April 20, 2007
Date Of Posting: May 13, 2007
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 877 (Combined Total: 1981)
Author’s Note: Once in awhile an original character will slip into the group up there on the Characters/Pairing line, so if you don’t recognize the name, that’s probably why. :)

XIV

THE ANGEL OF DEATH

Wind swept the alleys and streets, cold and harsh as clouds rolled in, blotting out the stars.  The stillness of death hung over the city.

The five who patrolled were split again in the same teams, silent and savage as they took care of business.  Little enough of it, as the only people out were masked, trembling and furtive.

As the Arrows stopped on a rooftop, a whisper of “Canary” came to Dinah’s ears.  She looked behind her and saw cats-eyes in the dark.  She cautiously approached the inky shadows of the roof.

A sibilant purr. “Thank you for coming, Pretty Bird.” The eyes glittered.

“What is it, Catwoman?”

“I know where the Clown Prince is.”

Dinah came closer. “Where?”

Catwoman named a neighborhood.  Dinah didn’t know where it was but Catwoman was good at giving directions.

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure.” The purr was warmer now. “Anytime you wish to lap some cream, Canary, I’ll have some birdseed waiting for you.”

Dinah felt a tingle as she answered amusedly, “Sunflower seeds?”

“I’ll make a note.” A sinuous stretch. “The Little Bird took away my Bat.  I still have a taste for the winged creatures of the night…or day.”

“Robin’s not doing so well.”

“So, the Little Bird’s wings might become angel's wings?” Regret laced the sensuous voice.

“Possibly.” Dinah sighed. “Thanks again, Catwoman.”

Catwoman was gone.

In a dying city, Catwoman offered life.

Dinah turned back to Ollie and Roy.  They were looking at her curiously as she walked toward them.

“I have a tip as to where the Joker is.”

“Who told you?” Ollie asked.

“Let’s just say the Cat’s got my tongue.”

& & & & & &

Bruce said, “I’m sorry, Alfred.” He closed his eyes. “I won’t give up hope.  I just wish…that you could be here.” He squared his shoulders. “Thank you, old friend.”

He flipped the cellphone shut and turned back to the bed.

In Room 352, Allie buried her face in her hands as her daughter lay unmoving in the bed.

Down in Emergency, the chaos was quiet, desperate, and unrelenting.

In his office, Jim Gordon rubbed tired eyes and doggedly set to work again.

In every home and on every street, fear hung over everyone like a miasma.

& & & & & &

He frowned as his happiness was disturbed.

Limbo is fine, dear, but the time is coming to choose.

Mom?

Gentle fingers brushed his hair.

My sweet little Dickie-bird.

He felt tears slide down his face at the old, beloved nickname.

& & & & & &

The Arrows saw the furtive figure in the trenchcoat and fedora.  He was swift and stealthy, Speedy leading the charge as they slipped across rooftops and kept pace.

The Joker had tricks up his sleeve as always.  The smoke bomb that he threw slowed them down, the criminal slipping away.  The trio was silent in their frustration, searching out the trail.

& & & & & &

Bruce held Dick’s hand as he thought of the small boy who had come to live with him at a dark and silent Manor, immediately brightening it with his presence, and after the first shadows of grief had passed away, dazzling him and Alfred.

The fierce determination to bring his parents’ killers to justice, and the Oath in the Cave, lit only by a flickering  candle.

The endless training, physical and mental.

His boundless excitement at meeting Superman!

The small hands proudly holding up his costume for presentation, designed by him, in gaudy red-green-and-yellow!

The first patrol, Bruce’s heart in his throat all night, and the triumph of the bright shadow dazzling the scum of Gotham while Batman melted from the shadows.

The boy blushing as the woman he had just saved kissed him on the cheek.

The press calling them the Dynamic Duo.

Next, the World’s Finest.

Finally, Robin as the leader of the Teen Titans.

The boy-turning-man.

The feelings he had tried so hard to deny, but then, Dick was eighteen and not willing to wait any longer.

The happiest time of his life.

& & & & & &

Mom, is Dad with you?

Right here, son.

I can’t see you!  I can’t open my eyes.  Please, take my hand.

Here, son.

A gentle squeeze of his hands.

I want to be with you again!  It’s been so long!

I know, darling.

Mom, I ache every day missing you both.

So do we, dear.

I don’t want to hurt anymore.

Hands squeezed his again.

We want you to be with us, too, darling, but it’s not your time yet.

But…

Son, you’re needed down there.

But I…

Bruce needs you, dear.

Guilt flooded through him.  Of course!  Bruce!

Oh, god.  Mom, Dad, I love him!

We know, dear.

He’s worth it, son.

It’s so nice here.

Yes, but it’s limbo.  You have to decide to go or to stay.

Don’t you want me to stay?

Of course we do.

& & & & & &

Black Canary silently pointed, and the men nodded.

The wind grew stronger, a gale force sweeping through the alleys and canyons of the dying city.

The Angel of Death slipped across the moon.

& & & & & &


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