Empress Vader
10-26-2002, 11:35 AM
Sequel to my last fic, posted here
Little Helena Kyle #1 (http://www.birdsofpreyonline.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=105)
TITLE: Little Helena Kyle #2
AUTHOR: Empress Vader (empressvader01@hotmail.com)
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: The curious young Helena discoveres something hidden in the shadows of Gotham City.
CHARACTER: Helena, Selina Kyle, original characters
DISCLAIMER: The Birds of Prey tv series belongs to the wb and some other people that aren't me. .
FEEDBACK: I live and breath the stuff
A/N: It seems young Helena is becoming very Dinah like in the process of writing. I don't know if it's good or bad.
Completeness: finished
2.
It was a warm spring day and to the casual observer they were just a woman and child. And that's what they were these days. She was the single mother of a little girl, or at least that's what she told herself. By the time Selina reached the park, little Helena was just about ready to rip off the straps that held her in the stroller.
"I want to play mommy," she said pulling on the belt before they even reached the playground area.
"In a minute," Selina replied.
Before she got the words out, Helena was ripping off her straps and running onto the playground.
"Helena," Selina called, but she was quickly lost in a crowd of children. "Helena come back here."
She abandoned the stroller and everything in it to search among the park inhabitants for her raven haired little girl. She heard an occassional giggle, but she couldn't find the source. She asked several people if they had seen the toddler run by, but with no luck. She finally came upon the playground Helena had been dying to get to. She looked among the children and didn't see the one that belonged to her.
"Boo," a little voice yelled.
Selina didn't jump. She turned, grabbed the little girl, and gripped her tight in her arms.
"Don't you ever do that again!"
"Sorry Mommy," Helena said.
"You go only when I say from now on, okay?"
"Okay, Can I play now?"
"No, you're going home. You were bad and you have to be punished. Hopefully no one's stolen our stuff."
"But Mommy..." Helena whinned.
"When you do bad things you have to be punished."
Helena whinned some more. "I hate you?" she said as her mother strapped her back down in the stroller.
"Well I love you. That's why I can't let you get away with doing bad things? And you have to know that I know what's best for you?"
***************
years later
"Grab it," Markus whispered.
"I can't," Helena said.
"It's easy," Markus urged. "Just grab it, stick it under your shirt and walk out."
"This is wrong. My mom would..."
"All kids shop lift once or twice. Proably even your mom."
"You don't know my mom. She has a fit when I litter, she would never steal."
"Whatever," Markus said and grabbed a bag of chips and stuck it in his jacket. He slipped out the door.
Helena looked at the snack shelf again, shook her head and walked out the store. Markus was around the corner.
"Well?"
"I couldn't do it," Helena said. "I'm sorry."
"You know El-T and his friends are going to keep beating us up if we don't do what he says."
"Isn't that what we're going to Karate class for."
"Do you think we'll learn enough in a summer to beat El? He's huge."
"So," Helena said. "Size isn't suppose to matter, right?"
"It matters," Markus said. "You'll be back in your little preppy school in a month or two. What do you care?"
Markus started to walk away.
"Of course I care," Helena said running up to him. "I mean, I just, I won't steal to get into some little fake gang just so I won't get beat up walking home. Besides, I got a better way."
"Really? What?"
Ten minutes later Helena was leading Markus to what looked like an abandoned construction site near a deserted train station. She worked her way around some broken wood slats that were blocking what seemed to be an old subway entrance. Markus reluctantly followed her down the stairs and into the dead subway tunnel.
"What's this?"
"It's an old unfinished subway line. Something happened, I can't remember. A friend of mine was looking at these maps and I was bored so I checked them out."
"What kind of friends do you have?"
"A grown up friend. She's like, I don't know, a god-mother." Helena pointed forward. " Basically if we follow this track and come up over there we'll can avoid El's little stupid corner. "
"Cool," Markus said. "It's Pretty dark down there though. And we don't have flashlights. Not that I'm afraid of the dark."
Helena smirked. "We'll just stay close to the wall and bring flashlights tommorow. Anything's better than facing El right? Plus it's just till we learn how to kick some serious as--butt."
"Okay, but lets stay close."
Helena and Markus stayed near the wall and walked slowly down the tunnel Helena had pointed out. leaned against the wall and moved slowly toward the destination Helena had pointed out. Halfway through they heard a low growl.
"Did you hear something?" Markus said nervously.
"Proably just a lost dog or something," Helena said, but there was a hint of nervousness in her voice.
They groaped the wall for each other's hand and then moved as quick as they could together towards there exit point. They dropped hands as soon as light came into view and they climbed up a set of stairs and emerged on a another near dead corner of the world, but they could see home from there.
"Excellent," said Markus, forgetting they'd ever heard that growl.
"I got to go, I'm late. See you tommorow," Helena said running off.
"See you," Markus said watching her leave.
Helena ran to her door and slipped inside. It seemed empty, so she ran to the book shelf, pulled out a book and jumped on the couch. Then she heard the toilet flush.
"Shoot," Helena mumbled.
Her mother stepped into the room.
"I told you to come straight home after. Am I going to have to start picking you up?"
"Would you?" Helena said excitedly. "My friend Markus lives nearby and..."
"Markus? A boy."
"Yeah, he's a boy," Helena said. "So what?"
"There aren't any girls for you to be friends with?"
"Mom..." Helena whinned.
"Helena," Selina mocked."Maybe I chould have signed you up for dance instead of Karate."
Helena rolled her eyes.
"What? You did it when you were little."
"When I was three, people thought my silly attemps at dancing were cute. By the time I turned six and realized I sucked, it wasn't so cute."
"Fine, after all I let you chose your activity and you made your choice. But from now on, straight home. I don't want you running the street with Marvin."
"Markus," Helena said. "And we did come straight home. We just couldn't go the short way."
"Why?"
"Doesn't matter, it's not a problem now," Helena said.
*****
The next day she and Markus wasted no time getting down to the old subway tunnels. They both remembered to bring flashlights this time. It made things easier and they forgot the noise they had heard the day before.
They were chatting about karate class, halfway to there exit, when they heard the growl again. both children froze.
"Was that--?" Markus asked.
"I don't know," Helena said. She turned around shinning her light in the dark corners of the tunnel.
"Let's just get out of here," Markus said. "And maybe we shouldn't come back."
"But El--"
"I'm more afriad of whatever's down here. Things that growl usually have teeth."
"There's nothing down here that--"
Something furry lept out of the shadows silencing the children into frozen fear. At first they thought it was some jungle cat. But what little light they had revealed that this something furry was in humanoid form. It looked like some type of jungle cat / human hybrid. And it spoke.
"Get out," it said simply.
Markus and Helena turned and ran as quickly as they could toward the exit. When they reached it, they both stopped to catch there breath.
"What was that?"
"I don't know," Helena said. "Looked like some kind of cat woman or cat teen, I'm not sure."
"I don't think we should go down there again."
"Okay," Helena agreed.
"See you tommorow," Markus said.
"See you," Helena replied. But she was staring back into the tunnels. Her mind was turning again. Could that have a been a metahuman that didn't look quite human? She hadn't tried to hurt them, she'd just scared them into leaving.
Helena didn't go back down into the tunnels. She went straight home and got back into her summer reading. But her mind was never far from the catgirl in the tunnels.
Barbara came by that evening. It was an unexpected treat. Helena waited patiently for her mother to leave the room for a few minutes. Then she excitedly told Barbara about the girl in the abandoned subway tunnels.
"She's all alone Barbara," Helena said.
"She's not Rick," Barbara told her. "You should leave her alone and stay away from there."
"But--"
"Not buts. I don't want you doing anything dangerous. Last time was enough. Don't go looking in the shadows of Gotham City, you may not be prepared for what you find."
"But--"
Selina was back in the room. Helena quieted.
Little Helena Kyle #1 (http://www.birdsofpreyonline.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=105)
TITLE: Little Helena Kyle #2
AUTHOR: Empress Vader (empressvader01@hotmail.com)
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: The curious young Helena discoveres something hidden in the shadows of Gotham City.
CHARACTER: Helena, Selina Kyle, original characters
DISCLAIMER: The Birds of Prey tv series belongs to the wb and some other people that aren't me. .
FEEDBACK: I live and breath the stuff
A/N: It seems young Helena is becoming very Dinah like in the process of writing. I don't know if it's good or bad.
Completeness: finished
2.
It was a warm spring day and to the casual observer they were just a woman and child. And that's what they were these days. She was the single mother of a little girl, or at least that's what she told herself. By the time Selina reached the park, little Helena was just about ready to rip off the straps that held her in the stroller.
"I want to play mommy," she said pulling on the belt before they even reached the playground area.
"In a minute," Selina replied.
Before she got the words out, Helena was ripping off her straps and running onto the playground.
"Helena," Selina called, but she was quickly lost in a crowd of children. "Helena come back here."
She abandoned the stroller and everything in it to search among the park inhabitants for her raven haired little girl. She heard an occassional giggle, but she couldn't find the source. She asked several people if they had seen the toddler run by, but with no luck. She finally came upon the playground Helena had been dying to get to. She looked among the children and didn't see the one that belonged to her.
"Boo," a little voice yelled.
Selina didn't jump. She turned, grabbed the little girl, and gripped her tight in her arms.
"Don't you ever do that again!"
"Sorry Mommy," Helena said.
"You go only when I say from now on, okay?"
"Okay, Can I play now?"
"No, you're going home. You were bad and you have to be punished. Hopefully no one's stolen our stuff."
"But Mommy..." Helena whinned.
"When you do bad things you have to be punished."
Helena whinned some more. "I hate you?" she said as her mother strapped her back down in the stroller.
"Well I love you. That's why I can't let you get away with doing bad things? And you have to know that I know what's best for you?"
***************
years later
"Grab it," Markus whispered.
"I can't," Helena said.
"It's easy," Markus urged. "Just grab it, stick it under your shirt and walk out."
"This is wrong. My mom would..."
"All kids shop lift once or twice. Proably even your mom."
"You don't know my mom. She has a fit when I litter, she would never steal."
"Whatever," Markus said and grabbed a bag of chips and stuck it in his jacket. He slipped out the door.
Helena looked at the snack shelf again, shook her head and walked out the store. Markus was around the corner.
"Well?"
"I couldn't do it," Helena said. "I'm sorry."
"You know El-T and his friends are going to keep beating us up if we don't do what he says."
"Isn't that what we're going to Karate class for."
"Do you think we'll learn enough in a summer to beat El? He's huge."
"So," Helena said. "Size isn't suppose to matter, right?"
"It matters," Markus said. "You'll be back in your little preppy school in a month or two. What do you care?"
Markus started to walk away.
"Of course I care," Helena said running up to him. "I mean, I just, I won't steal to get into some little fake gang just so I won't get beat up walking home. Besides, I got a better way."
"Really? What?"
Ten minutes later Helena was leading Markus to what looked like an abandoned construction site near a deserted train station. She worked her way around some broken wood slats that were blocking what seemed to be an old subway entrance. Markus reluctantly followed her down the stairs and into the dead subway tunnel.
"What's this?"
"It's an old unfinished subway line. Something happened, I can't remember. A friend of mine was looking at these maps and I was bored so I checked them out."
"What kind of friends do you have?"
"A grown up friend. She's like, I don't know, a god-mother." Helena pointed forward. " Basically if we follow this track and come up over there we'll can avoid El's little stupid corner. "
"Cool," Markus said. "It's Pretty dark down there though. And we don't have flashlights. Not that I'm afraid of the dark."
Helena smirked. "We'll just stay close to the wall and bring flashlights tommorow. Anything's better than facing El right? Plus it's just till we learn how to kick some serious as--butt."
"Okay, but lets stay close."
Helena and Markus stayed near the wall and walked slowly down the tunnel Helena had pointed out. leaned against the wall and moved slowly toward the destination Helena had pointed out. Halfway through they heard a low growl.
"Did you hear something?" Markus said nervously.
"Proably just a lost dog or something," Helena said, but there was a hint of nervousness in her voice.
They groaped the wall for each other's hand and then moved as quick as they could together towards there exit point. They dropped hands as soon as light came into view and they climbed up a set of stairs and emerged on a another near dead corner of the world, but they could see home from there.
"Excellent," said Markus, forgetting they'd ever heard that growl.
"I got to go, I'm late. See you tommorow," Helena said running off.
"See you," Markus said watching her leave.
Helena ran to her door and slipped inside. It seemed empty, so she ran to the book shelf, pulled out a book and jumped on the couch. Then she heard the toilet flush.
"Shoot," Helena mumbled.
Her mother stepped into the room.
"I told you to come straight home after. Am I going to have to start picking you up?"
"Would you?" Helena said excitedly. "My friend Markus lives nearby and..."
"Markus? A boy."
"Yeah, he's a boy," Helena said. "So what?"
"There aren't any girls for you to be friends with?"
"Mom..." Helena whinned.
"Helena," Selina mocked."Maybe I chould have signed you up for dance instead of Karate."
Helena rolled her eyes.
"What? You did it when you were little."
"When I was three, people thought my silly attemps at dancing were cute. By the time I turned six and realized I sucked, it wasn't so cute."
"Fine, after all I let you chose your activity and you made your choice. But from now on, straight home. I don't want you running the street with Marvin."
"Markus," Helena said. "And we did come straight home. We just couldn't go the short way."
"Why?"
"Doesn't matter, it's not a problem now," Helena said.
*****
The next day she and Markus wasted no time getting down to the old subway tunnels. They both remembered to bring flashlights this time. It made things easier and they forgot the noise they had heard the day before.
They were chatting about karate class, halfway to there exit, when they heard the growl again. both children froze.
"Was that--?" Markus asked.
"I don't know," Helena said. She turned around shinning her light in the dark corners of the tunnel.
"Let's just get out of here," Markus said. "And maybe we shouldn't come back."
"But El--"
"I'm more afriad of whatever's down here. Things that growl usually have teeth."
"There's nothing down here that--"
Something furry lept out of the shadows silencing the children into frozen fear. At first they thought it was some jungle cat. But what little light they had revealed that this something furry was in humanoid form. It looked like some type of jungle cat / human hybrid. And it spoke.
"Get out," it said simply.
Markus and Helena turned and ran as quickly as they could toward the exit. When they reached it, they both stopped to catch there breath.
"What was that?"
"I don't know," Helena said. "Looked like some kind of cat woman or cat teen, I'm not sure."
"I don't think we should go down there again."
"Okay," Helena agreed.
"See you tommorow," Markus said.
"See you," Helena replied. But she was staring back into the tunnels. Her mind was turning again. Could that have a been a metahuman that didn't look quite human? She hadn't tried to hurt them, she'd just scared them into leaving.
Helena didn't go back down into the tunnels. She went straight home and got back into her summer reading. But her mind was never far from the catgirl in the tunnels.
Barbara came by that evening. It was an unexpected treat. Helena waited patiently for her mother to leave the room for a few minutes. Then she excitedly told Barbara about the girl in the abandoned subway tunnels.
"She's all alone Barbara," Helena said.
"She's not Rick," Barbara told her. "You should leave her alone and stay away from there."
"But--"
"Not buts. I don't want you doing anything dangerous. Last time was enough. Don't go looking in the shadows of Gotham City, you may not be prepared for what you find."
"But--"
Selina was back in the room. Helena quieted.