My first Birds of Prey fanfiction! I'm so excited! I recently finished watching the series and I wanted to know what would happen next. This is my interpretation. If you have not seen the entire series, be aware that this story may contain spoilers.
New Gotham has a new hero and someone's out to take her down. But he'll have to face an old foe in order to do so. Set after the series finale and rated for safety.
"I can't believe we're actually doing this," she said.
"I know," he replied, "Our first real date."
Helena Kyle and Jesse Reese were sitting across from each other at a table for two in a small restaurant which would be considered high-class in New Gotham. Anywhere else, it would be considered a hole-in-the-wall.
Unfortunately, the conversation seemed to be dwindling already. Without the comfort of a stake-out or a crime scene, the two of them were struggling. Thankfully, after a few minutes of awkward small talk, Oracle's voice rang in Helena's ear.
"Huntress, we need you back at the watchtower. Something's come up."
"On our way, Oracle," she replied, then to Jesse, "Duty calls."
"Wait. You wore your com-set on our date?" he asked, taken aback.
"You're on a date?" asked Barbara's surprised voice.
Helena ignored Barbara as she snapped back at Jesse, "Well, you wore the Bat-Ring!"
They stared at each other in silence for a moment before they both broke out in laughter.
"I guess this makes us workaholics, huh?" Jesse said.
Helena considered the analysis before proposing, "Wanna go kick some ass?"
They both rose from the table and headed for the door as he said, "After you."
Once outside and on their way to the watchtower, Jesse asked, "So why are you guys stationed at the old clock tower, anyway?"
"That would be a question for Barbara. I had no hand in picking the top-secret headquarters," she replied.
"And Barbara and Dinah both live there?"
"Yeah…" she said, wondering where the conversation was heading.
"But you live above the bar where you work?"
"Well, wouldn't it be simpler if you lived at the watchtower with them?" he asked.
"Oh, Detective Reese, you know I'm not a simple girl," Helena replied in her usual, good-humored tone.
"Look," she said, "Barbara and Dinah…they're like my family. But that doesn't mean I want to live under the same roof with them. You, more than anyone, can understand that."
Jesse thought about that for a moment, then said, "Yeah, I guess you're right."
The elevator opened onto the Birds of Prey headquarters in the old clock tower. "So what was so important that we had to get back here so quickly?" Helena asked as both she and Jesse got off the elevator.
Dinah came down the stairs as everyone gathered around the computers. "So you two were on a date, huh?" she asked.
"Drop it," Helena said before turning back to Barbara, "So what is it?"
Barbara hesitated before replying. "The Joker has returned to New Gotham."
"What?" Helena asked, shocked.
"Wait, who's the Joker?" Jesse asked.
Helena's mind was too busy racing, so Barbara explained, "He's the reason that Helena's mother is dead, why I'm in a wheelchair, and why Batman disappeared."
"Yeah," Helena interjected, "And that's why I'm taking him down." She turned to leave, but Barbara stopped her.
"Helena, no. You can't stop him on your own. He was always your father's greatest adversary. All he wants is for the world to go mad. You can't go in half-cocked. He'll eat you alive. Trust me," she said.
"So then what? I sit around while a madman is loose in my city, hurting innocent people?" Helena asked. "I don't think so." Again, she turned and headed for the elevator.
Barbara turned to Jesse, "Reese, help me with this one. If she goes after him now, she'll end up in a world of hurt."
He nodded and followed Helena to the elevator.
"Oh, dear," Alfred said to himself from around the corner. He had always been a horrible eavesdropper and he knew what he had to do. He picked up the phone and dialed.
"Master Bruce? I'm afraid I have some terrible news…No, Miss Helena is fine. It's nothing like that…It seems that the Joker has returned to New Gotham…Master Bruce? Master Bruce?"
He hung up the phone with the sound of the dial-tone still in his ear.
So I began this story with the intention of it being a one-shot. But I just kept writing, and before I knew it, it was ten pages long! So I decided to break it up into chapters so it's easier to read. Thank you for reading and don't forget to review! I love feedback!