“Birds of Prey” fanfiction! Black Canary and Batgirl make their move to rescue Sonya Blade and bust up the meeting of the mobsters!
Meanwhile, what will O-Ren do with Sonya?
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With the guards at the tower down, there wasn’t anyone to give a warning to the bad guys in the maintenance building.
The Gotham and Seattle vigilantes met no resistance when they headed back to the building.
Batgirl left Canary on the ground near the building’s entrance while she went to the roof.
Once up top, Batgirl looked through the weather-stained skylight. She couldn’t see much of anything inside.
The auburn-haired vigilante found the latch that held the skylight shut and immediately began cutting it with a laser torch from her utility belt.
“What do you see?” Canary asked over the radio in Batgirl’s cowl.
“Nothing yet,” Batgirl said. “Skylight’s too obscured. Cut the latch, slide the glass, take a look.”
“Batman would probably just jump through and take them all out.”
“He also has a hundred-plus more pounds to break glass with.”
The latch relented to the torch. Batgirl returned the tool to her belt and carefully slid the skylight’s covering to one side, placing it down across its housing so it would not fall.
Looking inside, Batgirl saw several of the familiar white ninja-yoroi of China White’s White Fang ninjas. They positioned themselves in various areas for a quick defense. The Chechen’s men did the same.
Of particular interest was a railcar parked in the maintenance bay. The Chechen, his dogs, and Abram stood outside the railcar. Four ninjas accompanied them.
In the center of the group, one of the White Fang ninjas forced a blonde woman to her knees. The other at her side kneeled and offered a ninja-to sword to an Asian woman in a kimono.
“About a dozen mooks, ninja and mobster mix,” Batgirl said into her comm.
“Sonya?” Black Canary asked. Batgirl heard the worry in Canary’s voice.
Down below, the Asian woman took the sword from its scabbard. She used the tip of the blade to raise the blonde woman’s face to look at her.
Batgirl grabbed three flash-bang mini-grenades from her utility belt. “Get ready to knock just like I said,” she warned Canary.
Then the Asian held the sword at the Chechen’s throat. Batgirl presumed they exchanged words. A moment later, the woman moved to the kneeling ninjas and returned the sword to its scabbard.
Batgirl released a breath, not realizing she had held it.
“Tell me what’s going on, or I’ll blow this door in, Batgirl,” Canary said.
“I think it’s time we did just that,” Batgirl said.
The ninjas who flanked O-Ren Ishii stepped down from the railcar. They turned to O-Ren and bowed courteously as she stepped down. She approached the two ninjas with Sonya.
“C’mon, O-Ren,” Sonya said. “You’re not gonna kill a cop!”
O-Ren stared at the policewoman. “Why not? We’ve done it before.”
Sonya’s eyes narrowed at what could only be a reference to her late partner. She started up, but the ninja restrained her, and the Chechen’s dogs barked loudly at her. The European gangster struggled with his dogs’ leashes as he attempted to restrain them.
The ninjas holding Sonya pushed her head down and pushed her blonde hair to one side, exposing the back of her neck. She heard steel grinding against a sharpening stone.
Sonya then felt the cold steel of a ninja-to against the exposed flesh on the back of her neck.
“There is one more thing,” Sonya said.
Sonya felt O-Ren’s blade under her chin. It forced her head up, so she stared at the Asian assassin.
“I will humor you in your final moment,” O-Ren said.
“I may not get you and China,” Sonya said, “but Black Canary is still out there.”
“Is that the bitch in the mask?” the Chechen asked. “She and Batgirl attacked me earlier!”
O-Ren’s eyes darted to the Chechen. “Yes, she wears a mask. However, I would advise against using any vulgarities directed at her gender.”
“All I’m saying —”
O-Ren’s sword at the Chechen’s throat stopped his words as if cutting them down.
“There is nothing you need to say,” O-Ren said.
The Chechen fell silent.
O-Ren turned back to Sonya. “Where is the Black Canary?”
“Lady doesn’t like being left out of a party,” Sonya said, “especially when she’d miss the chance to beat the shit out of the people who tried to kill her.”
O-Ren lowered her head in thought. She then looked at the Chechen and said, “Our man Kano completed the disruption of your rival’s operation. In return, you will take this shipment of the product and distribute it on behalf of my mistress.”
The Asian gangster pressed the sword blade further into the Chechen’s throat. His dogs growled. His men gripped their weapons tighter. The White Fang watched the scene.
Neither the Chechen’s dogs nor men made a move against O-Ren Ishii.
“We will expect payment from the sale in two weeks,” O-Ren told the Chechen.
Making sure she made her point at sword’s point, O-Ren withdrew the blade from the Chechen’s throat. She returned to the ninja who had offered it and returned the ninja-to sword to its scabbard.
While rubbing his throat, the Chechen pointed at Sonya and asked, “What about the cop?”
O-Ren’s eyes settled on the Seattle detective.
Then Sonya noticed several small vial-like items drop and land a few yards behind O-Ren. Instinctively, Sonya closed her eyes and turned away from the items.
Suddenly, the vials exploded. Bright light and thunderous sound erupted.
Too late, the Chechen’s mobsters grabbed their ears and closed their eyes. They stumbled about trying to get their bearings.
The two ninjas near Sonya drew their bows and searched the area for the source of the flash-bang grenade attack. The other two with O-Ren flanked their mistress, their swords drawn ready to repel an attack.
O-Ren took the sword back from the ninja, who now held a bow.
The Chechen, blinking rapidly in the attempt to regain vision, grabbed his man Abram (still blinking away the flash) and stumbled toward one of the sedans.
The ninjas and thugs scattered throughout the building mobilized, trying to discern what to do in the confusion of the sudden attack.
Things were about to get worse.
A sound like a screaming banshee came from outside. Part of the concrete sliding door blew in, revealing a blonde woman in fishnet stockings, a leather jacket, and a domino mask on the other side.
From above, a woman in black and yellow swooped down, using her cape like a makeshift parachute.
The woman stomped on two mobsters on the way down and stood her ground against O-Ren and her two ninjas.
“You and your mistress aren’t welcome in Gotham,” the newcomer in black said.
It’s on like Donkey Kong! At last! The Birds of Prey in action! Swing back for the next chapter!
While writing this fanfiction, I used Green Ronin’s Mutants and Masterminds, 3rd Edition RPG, to leave some things to chance. Check it out!
Like this Birds of Prey fanfiction? Check out Mark’s original “Shadowdance” saga books!
