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An Ace from Beyond the Grave - Part 2
Dove had become a vigilante by force, using stealth and cunning to try and help those in the worst area of Gotham.
Or Reader doesn't know that Jason is the Red Hood. Red Hood doesn't realise that Reader is his first love from before his death. Jason doesn't know the extent of damage that his death caused.
CW: swearing, implied threat of SA, violence, trafficking ring, guns, poorly written fight scene
Part 1:
Dove
The threat echoed in her head and fear clawed into her heart as the realisation that she was outnumbered and the hope the captured children was about to be snuffed out once these men grabbed her and used her body for their gratification.
What the hell had she done. She was going to die in this warehouse and be tortured in front of the children she was meant to be saving.
There was suddenly a thud next to her and to the right of her their was a huge man clad in a red helmet with a gun in each hand. He was an absolute pillar of a man, at least 6 foot tall and he had appeared like some kind of angel of retribution from above.
Saviour was not a word she would have used to describe the Red Hood but there he stood like he had been carved from the heavens to vanquish those due retribution. Its seemed like another cruel twist of fate that she was going to be saved by Gothams newest crime lord who Dove felt nothing but hatred for.
The guards all changed the target of their guns to the new figure in the warehouse. "It's the Red Hood," the shortest of the hench men shouted and Dove could hear the fear in his voice.
The Red Hood said nothing and raised his gun to the middle trafficker and shot him in the head. "GO LEFT," the large man yelled at her.
She aimed her gun at the greasy man's kneecaps and shot three bullets whilst attempting to duck from the bullets being sent back at her. The bullet hit him causing a loud cry of curses to leave his mouth but that didn't stop her.
Running towards him, she connected her foot with a kick into his busted kneecap sending him sprawling to his back screaming in pain.
Lowering herself down stamping on his knee, "Looks like the only one being taught anything is you," she taunted him. He attempted to spit at her but the pain of the gunshot wound had clearly robbed his mouth of any moisture. "You fucking bitch, you fucking bitch!" He howled as she pushed her foot down harder.
Grabbing another syringe from her belt she injected the vile man, all of sudden she felt a searing pain in her calf. Looking down she saw the gash of where the man had tried to stab her in his drugged state but had only managed to cut her. His eyes rolled back in his head and he fell fully unconscious.
Pulling away from the man, she immediately went to the children. Four terrified faces looked up at her, they all reared away from her. Understandably given all they had gone through and the fact she had a mask covering half her face and a dark hood up. Dove quickly ripped down her hood. "Hi guys, I am here to help. My name is Dove and I am going to get you out of here and get you home I promise." She held her pinky out and even though none of the kids could grab it they seemed to recognise the solemn vow that she had proposed.
"I'm going to untie you and remove the material from your mouth now is that okay?" The little boy she asked nodded his head causing his curls to bounce with the movement. She checked he was ready and removed the gag and rope binding him and then continued the process with the other three. Each time confirming with the children that they were ready for her to untie them.
Answering all the questions the best she could, she quickly managed to get all four of the kids free.
"Fucking scumbags," she heard muttered across the warehouse. In the adrenaline of the gash on her leg and freeing the children, the Red Hood falling from the rafters had slipped her mind. She whirled around whilst drawing her gun pointing it directly at the crime lords chest.
"Seriously?" Hood chuckled out lowly, clearly finding amusement in Dove redrawing her gun. Anger flicking inside her, laughter was not the response she was looking for when aiming the barrel of a weapon at someone.
Although she wasn't sure what to have expected as a response, it certainly wasn't the modulated response of what sounded like a bratty teenager. Not letting that disarm her, the gun stayed pointed directly at his chest.
"What are you doing here Hood?"
"What do you think I am doing here?" The Red Hood hit back the aggravated tone only enhanced by the modulator. The light amused tone lost to his voice.
His quick change to anger reassuring Dove. That's better she thought, a twisted thought sure but she liked the idea of irritating the huge adonis of a man in front of her. Seriously why did he looked like he was sculpted by a virtuoso of art and Hood was their magnum opus. Now Dove was waxing poetry about the target of her next bullet. Get it together!
"I am not letting you have the children they are going home, I will fight you. I won't let you take them." There was no way she would win against the Red Hood, she had heard the stories about his showdown with Batman himself and that Hood nearly won.
She didn't know much about the newest crime lord to take over the territory she tried to protect. Hood didn't sell drugs to children and was protecting some of the working girls she knew. However that did not mean much in Gotham when it came to its illustrious gallery of rogues and villians.
Especially crime lords that sported that certain moniker. Dove hated him viciously for that alone, no matter what good Hood may have done for the Narrows, Hills and Bowery, his alias was enough for her to know he was evil. Regardless of any good she had heard, she wasn't stupid enough to let a known crime lord take the children. Gotham had taught her better than that.
Dove had learnt early that no one was to be trusted. "I have backup coming." She lied.
"First of all no you don't, there are signal jammers all around the site. If you had backup you wouldn't have charged in on your own against three people." Dove's mouth felt like she had dipped her tongue in acid. He knew she didn't have backup, her lie had fallen apart instantly. "Second, I'm here for the same reason you are to get these kids back home."
Damn her own signal jammers had come back round to bite her. She eyed him warily, not yet sure to drop her guard. Could you blame her it is Gotham after all.
The two vigilantes stood staring at the other guns pointed trying to assess the other when suddenly from behind her one of the children darted out.
"Mr Hood! You came to save me!" The scene in front of her was truly bizarre. Their was a small brown haired 8 year old child wrapped around the muscular left leg of the Red Hood staring up at the helmet in adoration. "I knew you would come to save me just like when you saved me and Andi before."
"Hey Melie, of course I would come save you. I said I always would." Red Hood replied in the softest voice that Dove had ever heard. A tone so soft she wouldn't have thought capable of the red Helmeted man who towered above her and was a wall of muscles.
"Miss Dove, I promise Mr Hood is a hero. You don't have to be mad at him." Melie the small girl said smiling at her.
Reluctantly Dove flicked the safety on and put her gun back in the holster. "Well Melie, any friend of yours is a friend of mine," she shot her a smile which made Melie absolutely beam.
"Miss Dove, you're bleeding," interrupted Thomas who had introduced himself as Dove had untied him.
"Oh, I am okay don't worry Thomas. Its only a graze."
It was not in fact just a graze now that the adrenaline was fading colossal waves of pain were starting to crash over her but that would need to wait. These kids needed to get out of here first.
Scanning the room, Dove spotted the computer system that had been crudely set up in the warehouse, inputting the flash drive she had been given by Oracle she quickly copied all the data on the PC. Oracle would be able to find what she needed.
Turning back to the Red Hood and the four children. "Let's get you to the station and bring you back home."
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