Batman and Iron Man fan fiction

Batgirl takes on Black Mask’s bodyguard while trying to get to the mystery woman who had attacked her when she busted up the Heavy Playas.

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Batgirl figured it best not to give Han the chance to get fully powered.

Unfortunately, Han was faster.

Han came at Batgirl with a flying roundhouse kick. Her foot struck Batgirl square in the face, spinning her around. The cowl dampened most of the blow.

Using her momentum, Batgirl struck back with a backhand that caught Han’s temple. The girl spun back in the opposite direction. When she came back around, she was obviously disoriented.

That didn’t stop Han from striking again with an all-out attack. Fists and feet came at the masked vigilante; she could only block a few of the blows, failing to connect with any of hers.

Han pressed her attack. Changing tactics, Batgirl used her acrobatic prowess to leap to one side and put some distance between the two combatants.

“I don’t want you!” Batgirl said to Han.

“Said the one losing the fight!” Black Mask cut in.

Batgirl didn’t have the chance to glare at Mask. Han waved her arms in a circle in front of her. A ball of energy formed within that circle. Han pressed her arms outward toward Batgirl.

The ball of energy flew at her. Batgirl hesitated, then dove aside a second before the ball hit her. It continued its path, striking the window behind Batgirl.

The kinetic energy in the flame ball tore a hole in the window. The occupants of the office could hear the wind outside whipping by the building.

Batgirl was now closer to the red-haired woman. Their eyes met for a moment. Then Batgirl slipped a smoke pellet from her utility belt and threw it to the ground between them. Smoke flooded the area.

“Where’d she go?” Black Mask yelled.

Batgirl was on the move. She verbally commanded her cowl’s infrared lenses to slide into place. They were ready as she withdrew her bolas. She watched Han searching for her in the smoke.

Han’s glowing eye gazed at Batgirl just as the vigilante threw the bolas. They wrapped around Han’s arms, binding them to her sides.

The bodyguard contorted her shoulders and torso, sliding out of the bolas.

Batgirl gave a bit of a smirk, then opted for a blunt-tipped Batarang instead. It smacked against Han’s head, sending her to the ground.

Her main opponent down, Batgirl searched for the rest of the group.

Black Mask was behind the desk. He’d pulled a handgun from a drawer and waved it around, searching fruitlessly in the smoke. At least he was smart enough not to fire randomly.

Rothers remained at the desk, wisely staying put instead of stumbling into harm’s way.

The red-haired woman had tried to make a break for it but had the bad luck of stumbling into one of the sofas. She was trying to navigate around it and the coffee table.

Batgirl dashed for the exit, easily navigating the room thanks to her cowl’s lenses. The smoke filled the place, making it dicey for the others. The red-head maneuvered around the furniture and made it to the door —

Batgirl was waiting for her.

“You don’t have any explosives in that outfit, do you?” Batgirl asked.

“No,” the red-head said, “But I do have a few surprises, as your Batman discovered.”

The woman flicked a wrist. A short dagger slid from a hidden holster in her sleeve and into her hand. She brought it up at Batgirl’s stomach.

Batgirl brought her arms down in an “x,” blocking the blow. She then grabbed the woman’s wrist with one hand and twisted.

The knife dropped to the ground. Batgirl twisted the other way, bringing her opponent down to one knee.

The woman held out her other hand. Another dagger slide from her sleeve and into her hand. She brought this one up to Batgirl’s thigh. The thin steel pierced Batgirl’s armor. Blood spilled from the wound.

To her credit, Batgirl fought the pain and held the woman in place.

“That’s your femoral artery, Batgirl,” the woman said, her hand still on the blade puncturing the vigilante’s leg. “I pull this out; you bleed to death in under a half hour.”

“SHIELD agents don’t kill the good guys,” the red-haired vigilante said through gritted teeth.

Laughing, the woman asked, “Who said I’m working for SHIELD?”

She then rolled away, twisting out of Batgirl’s grasp.

The red-head took the dagger with her.

Blood pulsed from vigilante’s wound.

“Are the answers to your questions worth your life, Batgirl?” the woman asked.

To be continued…


While writing this fanfiction, I used Green Ronin’s Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition RPG, to leave some things to chance. Check it out!

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Copyright Info

DC Adventures, Copyright 2011, Green Ronin Publishing; Author Steve Kenson. It’s now Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition

Advanced Player’s Manual, Copyright 2005, Green Ronin Publishing: Author Skip Williams.

The characters Iron Man, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Vanko, Black Widow and Nick Fury are Copyright Marvel Comics

The characters Batman/ Bruce Wayne, Batgirl/ Barbara Gordon, Black Mask, the Penguin/ Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot, Renee Montoya, Commissioner Gordon, Alfred Pennyworth, Robin/ Dick Grayson, KGBeast and Bane are Copyright DC Comics

The character Juri Han is Copyright Capcom

None of the characters belong to me as this is fanfiction, done for fun, and as a creative exercise.

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