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Infinite DC - Birds of Prey: Dark	By : Xygrej Category: DC Verse Comics > Birds Of Prey Views: 5629 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Birds of Prey, nor any of the characters from it. Birds of Prey and all related characters belong to DC Comics as do all characters included in this story. I do not own any of them, nor do I profit from this story in any way.

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Barbara groaned as she eased herself onto the seat in her shower. She'd been working on the Birds' equipment practically every waking moment for the past few days, and DESPERATELY needed a shower, thankful that she'd installed a seat for herself. Turning on the water, she sighed in relief as she got it to just the right temperature, grabbing her wash cloth to scrub herself clean of some of the grime on her skin. To Babs' annoyance, though, she heard her laptop, which she'd balanced on the sink, start to ring as someone called her on Skype. Peering out, she saw that it was, in fact, Dinah, and decided to answer.
"Hey, Di," Barbara said as her old college room-mate came on.
"Ooh, sorry Babs!" Dinah apologized, seeing her friend in the shower. "Bad time!"
Barbara shrugged, tending to her chest. "I'm the designated Queen of Multi-tasking, Di, I can chat while having a shower. Besides, nothing you haven't seen before."
"Point taken," Di noted with a smile. "Actually, I was thinking: The team's been working really hard lately, and it might be a good idea if we had a night to relax before the next big crisis hits."
Oracle smirked, moving ther wash-cloth down to her privates. "Girls-night-out, huh? Sure that's a good idea?"
"For us to take a night off to loosen the hell up?" Dinah replied. "Yeah, actually, I do."
Babs thought it over for a moment, weighing the positives and negatives. "...Well, I guess it WOULD be nice for the team to have some fun together."
"So, you're in?" Di asked, getting a quick nod. "Great! So, that's you, me, and Rach, and I'm pretty sure I can get Hel onboard. That just leaves..."

"Absolutely not," Batwoman said outright, not even looking away from her computer to face Dinah.
"Oh, c'mon," Dinah insisted. "This is really important."
"I don't see how going clubbing is 'really important' to our team," Batwoman replied.
Black Canary frowned. She'd managed to convince Rachel, Helena, and Barbara that getting together and having some fun for one night would be a great idea. Naturally, though, in a group such as this, there's always one who stubbornly refuses to do anything fun. Canary rolled her eyes, concluding in her head that she should have known it'd be the Bat in the team.
"First of all, it's one club," Dinah explained. "Second, girls-night-out is necessary for a team to feel more comfortable around each other. And sad to say it, we could use some of that."
Batwoman finally turned to face Black Canary, clearly confused by that statement as Di went on. "Well, Hel still hesitates to call for back-up, you act all mysterious and won't even tell us your real name, Babs barely ever goes anywhere that she can't use a computer, and Rach is still closing herself off from us."
The Dark Knightess sighed. "Alright, I get what you mean, I guess, but there's still the issue of my secret identity."
Dinah folded her arms. "Look, your personal life outside of being Batwoman and a member of this team is yours. If you want us to stay out of it, that's fine. Thing is, most of us costumed crime-fighters keep secret identities to protect ourselves from possible ramification for our actions, and the people around us in case our enemies ever decided to get to us through them."
"Your point?" Batwoman inquired, eyes narrowed.
"If you won't tell your team-mates your secret identity, what other possible message are they supposed to take from that other than that you don't trust us with it?" Black Canary countered before turning to head back to the elevator. "Which, for the record? Also not good for helping a team to feel more comfortable around each other...Just think about it, okay?"
Batwoman didn't say anything in reply, letting Dinah leave in silence. She looked back to the little post-it note that Barbara had left her before heading out, letting her know the time and place for this little girls-night-out. With a groan, she leaned back in her seat, looking up at the ceiling, cursing herself for what she knew she was going to wind up doing tonight.
"I'm going to need to make some calls," she decided, removing her cowl and wig.

Dinah looked at her watch, standing out in front of the Club El Supremo. 8:02 PM. And knowing Batwoman and how precise she liked to be with everything, if she was coming, she would have been here by now. She looked to her friends, all dressed to go clubbing, and rather stunningly, actually. However, much to their shared humiliation, they had all subconsciously dressed in clothes of the same colours designated to them by Oracle for their distress beacons, with Dinah in yellow, Helena in purple, Rachel in blue, and Barbara in green.
"Seriously, what are we, the freaking Power Rangers with this?" Hel joked in a hushed tone.
"Yeah, well, it looks like Red Ranger is still hanging out at the Command Centre," Dinah noted with a sigh. "C'mon, let's just do this, try to have fun, and hopefully, there won't be any-"
"Surprises?" Babs cut in, pointing to a limo that pulled up. Within moments, a small horde of the paparazzi made themselves present, taking snapshots as the door opened, revealing Katherine Kane, billionaire bachelorette, wearing an absolutely gorgeous red dress to match her hair, and accompanied by not one but two supermodels from a recent Miss Universe pageant. At first, the group looked confused as to a well-known Gotham socialite's presence, until Dinah finally added 2 + 2 in her head, her jaw dropping.
"...No way," she muttered. "Miss I-Can't-Crack-A-Smile-To-Save-My-Life is a freaking BILLIONAIRE?"
"Well, this proves my gaydar doesn't work worth a damn, because it never budged ONCE around her," Helena added, her face looking very much like Dinah's.
"Oh ho, if only you knew some of the secret identities I know," Barbara reminded, wheeling herself up the small ramp leading into the club as her friends followed.
"Aw man, her trust fund really IS way bigger than mine," Helena said, sounding slightly deflated. "I could shoot something...Hey, Rach? Do you think if I shot one of your brothers, they'd live?"
"Yes, but I don't think you would," Rachel replied as the four entered the club. Inside, the standard dance beat heard in just about every club could be heard thumping against the walls. Paying their way in, the group found a VERY lively crowd inside, some at the bar while others danced as if they wanted to drastically expand the size of their families. The quartet made their way to a table, ordering some light drinks to start off the night.
"Pretty awesome club," Rachel declared. "Although I suppose my experience is limited. Not many dance clubs where I come from."
Dinah shook her head as Katherine made her way into the club. "I STILL cannot believe this. Who would've guessed someone like her was Batwoman? She's always seen enjoying the night life, but as Batwoman, she's always so-"
"She's faking it," Helena cut her off between sips of her tequila.
Babs tilted her head. "How can you tell?"
"My parents were killed in front of my eyes as a kid," Hel pointed out as Katherine made her way to the dance floor with her supermodel 'friends'. "Growing up, I had to learn to fake happy and having fun. I never noticed before, until I got close, but...Yeah, she's definitely got that same look. Hell, she's clearly mastered it."
Rachel nodded. "She's right. I have some empathic abilities, and she clearly isn't having as much fun as she would like people to think."
Dinah just stared at Kate as the two talked. The way she danced with the two models, the way she flirted with them, the small pecks they would sneak here and there, it looked so genuine. And yet, now that she was actually looking, there was something in her eyes. Something that told her that, in her head, she wasn't really there. In her mind, she was elsewhere, doing other things. Whether it was thinking about different upgrades to The Attic's security, or developing new gadgets for the team to use, whatever it was she was thinking about, it wasn't the two beauties she was dancing with.

Kate sighed as she entered the ladies room, having excused herself after what felt like an hour on the dance floor with her 'companions'. As she was rinsing her hands off, she looked to the corner. Just as she suspected would be the case, there was Dinah, looking her over. But it wasn't so much amazement that was on her face, but rather, her eyes reflected regret and sympathy.
"One question," Di asked. "Why?"
Katherine looked to her, her face having dropped the pretence of enjoying herself that she'd had while out on the dance floor. "When I was 12 years old, my mother was murdered by gunmen. When I grew up and joined the military academy, trying to follow in the footsteps of my parents, I got tossed out for having an affair with my room-mate and refusing to lie about it, even though that would've violated their own code and I was at the top of my class. And then I moved back to Gotham, and EVERYWHERE you look in Gotham, you'll find crime and corruption. I got sick of it all."
Dinah gently put a hand on Kate's shoulder. "Look, I meant what I said before. If you don't want us butting into your personal life, that's fine. Just, please don't do the whole lone wolf crap. I get enough of that from Hel."
Kate thought about it for a moment before smirking a little. "...I suppose she doesn't exactly make it look all that glamorous."
"Good," Di said with a smile. "And for the record, I was actually going to ask why the wig."
Katherine shrugged. "Helps to keep my identity safe?"
"Yeah, and gives bad guys something new to yank on," Dinah noted.
"Actually, if the wig is forcibly removed without removing the cowl, it sends a minor shock to whoever was dumb enough to try it," Kate corrected.
Dinah just stared. "...Huh. Maybe I should try that sometime."

Returning to the table, Dinah looked on at Helena and Barbara, who were watching the dance floor in bemusement. Noticing the one missing, she too looked where they were, immediately spotting her: Rachel, dancing somewhat awkwardly with a Goth boy. The sight was simultaneously adorable, befuddling, and a bit clunky to watch.
"I believe they call that the dance of the brave little toaster," Babs observed, getting a confused look from Hel. "...It's a line from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Dinah and me used to watch a lot of Buffy in college."
At that point, the smile on Helena's face threatened to tear itself in half, Dinah rolling her eyes and taking a sip of her tequila. "Oh, PLEASE tell me there are pictures of you two cosplaying as Buffy and Willow!"
"I actually still have the costumes," Barbara mentioned, causing Dinah to do a spit-take.
"I thought you said you burned the evidence!" Dinah yelled, Helena laughing so hard she looked like she could start peeing herself.
"Rule #1: The Doctor lies," Babs reminded before turning to Hel. "The OTHER show we watched a ton of."
Meanwhile, Katherine returned to the dance floor. It didn't take long to track down her brunette date, but for some odd reason, the blonde strangely was missing. She did a quick glance around before turning to the brunette in the long black dress. She was smiling innocently, to which Kate played along with, though mentally aware that something was very up.
"Where's your friend?" she asked.
"Off getting a drink," the brunette replied with a smirk as a slow song started. "Now, where were we?"
Katherine smiled, taking the model by the hand. "So, managed to get me all to yourself for this one."
The brunette model leaned in close. "Well, multi-person slow dances can be tricky. Too many feet."
"How thoughtful," Kate responded, her eyes scanning the crowd.
"You can stop looking, you won't find her," Kate's date whispered as she pretended to start necking with the bachelorette. "In fact, she was never here."
Katherine's eyes narrowed a little, but kept her game face on. "Is that right?"
"Sorry for the subterfuge, but it's hard to get in touch with you," the brunette went on. "What with you hiding in that little shack of yours with your friends."
"You're well-informed," Kate commented, giving her date a small spin. "So, going to tell me who you really are and what you want?"
The brunette giggled a little. "I WAS going to wait until after this dance, but I don't think we have time. I'm here to investigate some strange mystical phenomenons throughout the city, and I thought your team might be able to lend a hand."
"So, you're a friendly?" Katherine inquired.
"You're gonna find out just how friendly in a bit," the brunette said, suddenly looking a little pale.
Kate looked her in the eye. "And why is that?"
"Because one of those phenomenons is about to occur right here in about five seconds," Kate's date answered. "You might wanna duck."
Eyes widening, Kate grabbed the obviously not model and ducked down. As soon as she did, the air above them was ripped open, a swirling vortex appearing. The entire crowd began to run and scream, the two women doing so as well as to keep their cover. They ran to others, pretending to be fleeing out of the club, but instead ducking under a stairwell. Likewise, Raven had already done the same, having led her dancing partner out to safety and then changed into her costume.
"Some relaxing girls-night-out!" Helena yelled. "Did anyone besides Rach think to bring their costumes?"
"Got it covered," the brunette replied. "Egnahc sehtolc otni ruo semutsoc!"
Before anyone could question her, Dinah, Helena, and Kate found themselves surrounded by swirling magical energies. Within moments, their clothes had been switched out for their costumes, becoming Black Canary, Huntress, and Batwoman. Meanwhile, the brunette's clothes had also changed, replaced with a black and white stage magician costume, complete with fishnet stockings, a top hat, and a small wand.
"Zatanna," Batwoman observed.
"Man, I totally should've known," Black Canary stated. "Us stocking girls usually stick together."
"Uhh, girls?" Babs cut in, pointing back to the dance floor as a pair of black bears with four red eyes stomped out of the vortex. They were followed by a tall, unshaven young man with long blue hair and wearing a leather biker's jacket. He also had four red eyes, which he used to glance around at what people hadn't left, all backing into the corners of the room in a panic.
"Jack," Raven muttered.
"One of your brothers?" Dinah asked, getting a nod. "Wonderful. Because the last one was SO much fun."
"So that's what's been causing the phenomena," Zatanna guessed. "The Sons of Trigon passing through to this world."
"Well I'm not waiting to see what he's gonna pull!" Huntress yelled, leaping out from under the stairs. "C'mere, ugly!"
Despite the cries of her team-mates, the violet archer leaped up, crossbow in hand, and opened fire on Jack and his furry companions. With startling speed, the bears dodged, while Jack merely yawned and held up a hand, deflecting the arrows with magic bolts before grabbing Huntress by the wrist. She cried out as he threw her to the ground, then groaned as she felt waves of energy run through her body. Suddenly, Helena's body began to feel heavier, tightening against her costume slightly, and her hair was becoming a bit frizzled and long.
"Dammit, Hel...!" Canary cursed, rushing out with the others to help their friend. One of the grizzly bears tackled Batwoman, knocking her into a table, but she quickly dug out a can of mace from her belt, shooting it directly into its face. It backed off, just in time to receive a kick to the side of the face from Black Canary. Meanwhile, the other was swiping its claws at Raven, who was barely holding the bear back with a black force field.
"Ekam eseht sdrac evisolpxe!" Zatanna yelled, drawing a handful of cards from her pocket. She threw them at the bear, causing them to explode in its face, effectively knocking it out. Once this was done, Raven was able to focus on the remaining one, grabbing it telekinetically as it leaped at Canary and sending it crashing through a table.
Jack watched all of this, scowling as his beasts were defeated. His upper eyes glowed as he prepared a blast from them. However, having taken his eye off of Huntress, she had managed even in her increasingly weaker state to fire an arrow across the side of his face, causing him to miss with his blast as he recoiled in pain. Hel immediately backed off, feeling her body return to normal as the others gathered around her.
"The hell was that?" she demanded.
"Jack is the representative of Sloth," Raven explained. "One touch, and your body will change to reflect yourself if you were lazier. Extended exposure could make your body completely rot away into NOTHING."
Huntress' eyes widened in horror. "Right. Got it. Won't be trying that again."
"Grrr, little bitch..." Jack growled, clutching the side of his face. "You scarred my face!"
The five heroines just managed to leap out of the way as Jack opened fire with eldritch blasts from his upper eyes. Huntress flipped across the floor, firing arrows as rapidly as she could to keep him distracted. Black Canary looked to Raven, motioning to the civilians. Rachel nodded, getting the idea, and held out her arms, her eyes glowing white.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" she cried, letting loose her black raven familiar to gather her and the civilians, transporting them out of the club.
"Etativel eht sriahc!" Zatanna cried, waving her wand. At this command, the chairs around the club levitated, sailing at Jack. The tall Son of Trigon blasted most of them apart, but was nonetheless hit hard with several remaining ones. Black Canary immediately let loose a Canary Cry right in his face, causing him to get knocked back several feet, almost back into the slowly closing vortex he emerged from, but he slammed his fists down, digging into the floorboards.
"You won't be rid of me that easily!" Jack yelled triumphantly, just before a claw-like device latched onto his foot. "...What's THIS?"
Batwoman grinned from behind him as a line fired off from the claw into the vortex. "The thing that gets rid of you."
Jack cried out as the line suddenly hauled on him. Combined with the Canary Cry, he couldn't hold his ground, being pulled into the vortex. Raven then returned to the room, levitating both knocked out grizzlies and tossing them into the vortex as well. It closed a few seconds afterwards, leaving the five heroines and Barbara alone in the badly damaged club, a rather expensive sign falling off the wall just for good measure.
"Think he'll be coming back?" Babs asked as she wheeled herself out to meet her friends.
"Not any time soon," Raven answered. "Father's not going to be thrilled that he got beaten so easily."
"Well, at least we saved the club," Huntress said, just before the bar literally fell apart from damage sustained in the battle. "...Sort of."
"So much for girls-night-out," Dinah sighed, looking down in dismay. "Just ended up as another fight. No fun for the superheroines."
Suddenly, Canary felt a hand on her shoulder, looking ahead to see the Dark Knightess. "Maybe, maybe not."

About an hour later, the heroines and Barbara had changed back to their dresses and relocated to Katherine Kane's OTHER home away from home: A penthouse apartment in the single most expensive district in Platinum Flats. The other five women looked around in awe of the wide, gorgeous-looking living room, and despite herself, Kate couldn't help but feel a little pride at the others admiring her place and her things.
"Okay, DEFINITELY better than my pad!" Dinah commented.
"Note to self: Buy penthouse apartment," Helena added. "Why didn't I think of that when I came here?"
"Could you even afford a place like this?" Rachel asked.
Hel scoffed. "My family was one of the wealthiest Mafia families Gotham ever knew. You can't even comprehend the kind of dollari I have."
"Bet'cha Katie's got more," Babs muttered under her breath to Dinah, getting a giggle.
Katherine looked to Zatanna. "So, think we could have a mini-party here?"
Zatanna nodded with a grin. "S'tel ytrap!"
With this command, the nearby stereo turned on, playing dance music. The chandelier transformed into a spinning disco ball. The more expensive possessions of Katherine's were teleported aside, making room for a table with Martinis, nachos, and dip. The ladies hooped and hollered in delight, picking up on their fun from where they'd left off.
"So, Zatanna," Di asked as they paired off, Rachel dancing with Babs. "Any chance I could convince you to join our little group?"
"Well, I DO need to report in to Doctor Fate about what happened," Zatanna replied. "Then he's probably got some other job for me to do. But hey, I'll lend you my number, if you ever need some extra help."
Kate smiled a little at the antics of her team-mates. She turned away, looking to take a seat in the corner. However, she soon found her wrist grabbed by Helena, who pulled her out onto the floor to dance.
"No way you get off THAT easy, Miss Kane," Hel exclaimed with a smirk. "You showed me up on my money, so you owe me this much."
Katherine smirked right back at Helena. "It's not my fault I'm from a FAR wealthier family, Bertinelli."
"Oh, the woes of a billionaire," Helena joked, letting Katherine spin her, "who I'm going to assume set up a jamming signal to screw with my gaydar. What's the deal, trying to hide your affections for your team-mates?"
Kate laughed, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, that's right, Hel. Because you're SO sexy. Just last night, I woke up sobbing, 'I will never be happy until I get into Huntress' pants'!"
Helena just stuck her tongue out at the Dark Knightess. Though, since they both had mastered the art of hiding what they were really thinking, Kate knew full well that Helena had already succeeded at her goal, and couldn't help but smile as she realised what it was: To get her to laugh. Not a fake one, like she used a few times at the club, but a genuinely amused and happy laugh.
Well played, Bertinelli, Katherine thought before spinning the girl again.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: So, first off, sorry to say that Zatanna won't be a permanent member of the team, since she'll instead be a member of the Justice League Infinite. However, she will be a recurring character from time to time in BoP. And no, I'm not planning her to be a romantic interest for Batwoman, she was just trying to get close so they could exchange info. I AM, however, planning for SOMEONE to be a romantic interest for Kate, and if you keep an eye open, it should easy to determine who. Also, I would just like to say that Zatanna can be a pain in the neck to spellcheck with her backwards magic. XD
As for Babs, while I do tend to ship her and Dinah in the comics, I don't think I'll be going there in this fanfic, instead playing up the friendship angle. As far as whether they EVER were a thing...well, we'll talk about that later. lol
Anyhow, check in next time as we see the team gel together more, and we learn a bit more about Raven and her own issues. Ja né!
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