×××
ShadowI flipped over Don's sword, ducked below Aquaman's punch and barely evaded the stack of crates ahead of me only to be flung aside by Martian Manhunter's telekinetic attack.
Hardly prepared, I held my breath as I was thrown into the chilly water of the docks.
After swallowing a mouthful of water and with the shock slowly wearing off, I realized a bit too late that the sea around me was getting warmer.
Kicking my feet in a futile effort to break past the surface of the murky, I somehow swam past the pair of laser beams heading for me.
Now suspended in the sea, I stared at the "S" symbol on the chest of the hero floating in front of me.
Superman. I narrowed my eyes. Why the hell—
Before I could complete my thought, my mind was bombarded with psychic energy.
The prickling sensations slowly turned painful as my resistance wore off and my body cried out for oxygen.
Shit. I glared at the Martian that had dove into the water watching warily as he put his fingers to his temples. His eyes flashed when he did.
This isn't good! I pulled out my gun immediately and without aiming, I shot at him, disrupting his concentration and finally breaking out into the top of the watery death trap with a large, greedy gasp of breath.
I sucked in the plentiful air with a hunger I've never known, immediately forcing my freezing limbs into a swim.
I had no thoughts that I could out-swim Superman, I just wanted land.
Pulling myself to the shore, I stared at the night sky, panting as I slowly dragged my soaked body into a sitting position, angry, tired and wet.
I reloaded my pistol, replacing the cartridge as I turned to face Don who stood to my right, the blade of his sword resting on his shoulder and a hand left on his hip as he stared me down through his thick pair of sunglasses.
'Give up.' he suggested, walking towards me with Aquaman in tow.
I wish.
The words was at the tip of my tongue just as Superman and Martian Manhunter landed behind me.
I took in a deep breath and pushed my legs to run to the west, only to have Don suddenly appear in front of me with a rope in his hand.
Before I could blink, I had been tied up, with both hands behind my back, and shoved to the grainy floor.
I groaned as my watch started beeping, my body moving on it's own accord as I once again took off in a mad run, my hands working to break out of their bonds.
'Come on,' I urged myself forward, whistling the signal I had been forced to learn as I ducked behind the many shipping containers that littered the area, acting too suddenly for the heroes to attack.
I held my breath, despite knowing I would be found instantly regardless. But I kept moving, making my way to my next target, my arms still bound behind me. They're heroes, they won't kill me.
At least I hoped so.
'Mark, Trevor.' I tapped my watch. 'We have a situation, take care of it.'
I didn't need to explain much.
They knew what they needed to do, I just needed them to stall for time.
I bet Don thinks I'm useless, bound by these enchanted ropes of his.
YOU ARE READING
Shadow Of The Nightshade
FanfictionShadow is an assassin because it was all she had ever known. With a mind that has been broken time and time again and memories that often fail her, she soon finds herself founding one of the biggest gangs in the world and facing off against Gotham's...