Birds of Prey: Chaos Revolution UNRATED VERSION

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Dinah and Reese were in the clock tower talking with Barbara and their findings that early afternoon. Helena was downstairs in her and Reese’s new room getting changed out of her hot chocolate stained clothing. It was a Saturday, so Barbara was thankful that she was done with school. Her much delayed maternity leave was now in effect since she was days away from the due date. She sat on the right side chair of the platform, listening to their findings. “So we were right, they are not acting on their own. It’s almost as if they are being induced with some type of hallucinogen,” Barbara said

“I don’t know what is making them go wild, but it’s not just a hallucinogen,” Dinah replied. “Even though they have no memories of what happened, it is still barley in their conscious mind. It’s as if whoever is giving this stuff out, is not worried about the long term effect on the people.”

“Interesting,” Barbara replied. Dinah did come up with a theory that makes sense. It was going to take some getting used to dealing with the fact that Dinah is bringing a lot to the team.

The private elevator door slid open and Helen came walking up to the platform, holding her stained shirt in one hand and rubbing her burnt chest with the other. “Damn, spilling hot chocolate on you hurts like hell!”

Reese, Dinah, and Barbara tried to stifle a laugh, but failed miserably. “Ha ha, laugh it up you guys. Laugh at someone who almost got killed at a coffee shop!”

“It’s funny, “ Dinah regained her poseur. “When we left the jail cell today, that guy was desperate for some Cashman’s coffee. I have never seen someone so obsessed about coffee.”

“Cashman’s Coffee?” Helena raised an eyebrow. “That’s where I was attacked: at a Cashman’s Coffee shop.”

Richard was entering the room as Reese raised his right eyebrow. “Why do I have a feeling that this isn’t a coincidence?”

“Because in our line of work; there are no coincidence. Helena can I have your shirt.”

“Sure thing,” Helena threw Barbara her shirt.

Richard stepped up on the platform and kissed Barbara on the lips. “Have I missed anything?”

“Richard, can you take this to the lab and get me a reading on what chemicals you can find on this stain?”

“I will be glad to,” Richard replied, just thankful that she was going to stay off her feet and allow him to do it for her.

“There is something else I learned from this gentleman,” Dinah said, folding her arms over her chest. “It appears that this stuff does give people the ability to see meta human power or a lack there off. I saw what he was seeing through his eyes, I saw the power coming from you.”

“That doesn’t make any sense though,” Barbara replied. “I am not a meta humans. I don’t have any powers to speak of.”

“That’s because the power is not coming from you. It’s coming from the baby,” Dinah said, knowing she was delivering a bombshell.

“The baby!” Everyone said together. Richard overheard the news and came running up onto the platform. “Are you sure? I’m not a meta either.”

“I’m positive,” Dinah replied. “It must be just a random thing, but your baby is going to be a meta human. The baby already has access to some of it’s power.”

This news was shocking, but in way it was kind of good news. Helena made a comment that summed it up. “It sounds like we’ve got a future team member brewing here.”

The sun was setting when Richard joined Barbara up on the platform. “Here is the list of ingredients that were found in the stain on Helena’s shirt. They were alone in the room. Helena had gone back to the apartment to get some sleep. Dinah was on the lower level with Alfred preparing supper. Barbara took a look at the printed out report. “There is definitely something more in the hot chocolate than the chocolate and milk.”

“Yea, there are several hallucinogen chemicals in the coffee. The ingredient that catches my attention is this one right here,” Richard pointed to one of the ingredients on the paper.

Barbara saw it and she knew instantly what he was thinking. “Now that I think about it, these ingredients form a similar compound than the compound used by Jonathon and David Crane.” Barbara looked up at him to notice that she was looking at him with lustfull eyes. She tried to ignore it. "Do you suppose David Crane might be up to no good again?"

He took the paper out of her hand and dropped it to the ground. His eyes pierced her soul as he reached in and stuck his hand in her loose pants. His fingers found his way down. He gently pushed her underwear out of the way and began to gently rub the lips between her legs. "Ung..." She let out a soft pleasurable moan. It had been so long since they had sex. She forgot how much she missed his sensual touch. Her head rolled back and her eyes gently shut No she shouldn't...not now!

But Richard was relentless. He pulled her light cloth pants off as well as her underwear. The coldness of the chair was startling but she soon got used to it. Her body tensed up as he played with her opening. "oh...yes"

He began to unbutton her maternity shirt and before long she sat there completely nude. Her now plump breasts were exposed above her round expanded belly. They were now ready to give out the life giving milk for the baby that would soon arrive. He stood up in front of her and began to undress himself right there. Barbara raised her head and opened her eyes to watch him. The bulk in his underwear was finally revealed. He leaned forward gently and began to caress her plump breasts, once again causing her body to tense up. He rubbed then carefully in a circular motion. He damn well knew how to touch her right way. She felt his hands on her breasts being replaced with his wet mouth. She felt the wetness of her own nipples as he licked them and tickled them with his tongue. As he continued to pleasure her, her pussy had become moist. How she wished she could reach her clit but her belly was in the way. “Ungh…ungh…” she moaned slightly louder as she felt him suck some of her life giving milk from her breast. As he did so, he reached down with his right hand and played with her pussy which was surrounded by a very light layer of red pubic hair. Two of his fingers made a circular motion around her lips. “Oh…oh…”she cried with a higher pitch cry.

He continued to suck on her breast as his finger finally made it in her. This was the first time anything had been in her in close to nine months. They didn’t dare go all the way and have him insert his penis, but damn, how she longed for his cock in her. She found herself sliding off the chair, with his assistant and was now laying flat on her back on the cold crystal glass floor. He spread both her thighs as far apart as they could, opening up her pussy for him. Kneeling down, he began to lick her inner thighs.

Barbara was breathing heavily, caressing her own breasts with both of her hands. He slowly made his way to the crease of her legs and then finally onto her pot of gold. His tongue danced on the lips so tenderly, she moaned, perking up her breasts as she continued to fondle herself. His tongue licked inside her salty clit, pushing her closer to an orgasm.

Delphi2 sounded it’s alarm. Intruding on what was a very intense moment. “Damn!” Richard swore as he stood up and quickly got dressed. Barbara remained naked on the ground and watched as Richard ran to the other seat and pressed a button his chair, still only half way dressed. The chair slide around the track and stopped on the furthest computer station on the left side. Richard placed the wireless head peace onto his right ear and pressed the button “There’s been a murder…no wait, Delphi2 is picking up a second murder: both within three blocks from each other.”

“I’m going to send out Helena and Dinah and I will be right back to continue.” Richard said. Barbara grinned as she remained laying on the cold floor naked and her legs spread, wanting some action.

Helena shot up in bed, breathing heavily. She was awaken by her ring vibrating on her hand. She rubbed the ring on her finger for a second. It appeared that crime had taken place and the Huntress was needed.

She growled as she pulled off the sheet. She stood up completely naked. Her small breasts wiggling ever so slightly. “Whoever it is better be a good fighter. I’m gonna’ kick his ass for interrupting my sleep.”


The Huntress, wearing her new costume met Black Canary at the scene of the first murder. Canary was in her new costume and seeing her wear it gave her the chills. “Aren’t you a little cold? Your legs are completely exposed,”

Canary shrugged. She wore her leather coat but it was not buttoned up. “Surprisingly no. These stockings seem to be keeping me plenty warm.” Dinah replied.

The Huntress laughed and looked up at the at the third level of the complex. “Let’s split up. You check this scene and I’ll make my way to the other.

Canary agreed. She used her powers to jump high and to land on the fire escape on the second level. She climbed the fire escape to the third level. Stealthily she opened the window and climbed in. She found herself in the living room. There was only one stand up light lighting up the room. The room was in terrible shape. There were cracks in the wall and ceiling, and little furniture. There was only the bare necessities. This was a strange place for anyone to live. It would make a perfect hideout for…

The Black Canary found the body laying by the doorway into the dinning room and kitchen in a pool of blood facing up. The face of the lifeless body shook the Black Canary to the very core. Looking upon the face brought back some bitter memories of the past. The body was that of Bill Donaldson. There was a huge slash across his chest apparently inflicted by a sword or a knife.

Seeing Bill Donaldson dead before made her sick to her stomach. This man killed her first boyfriend two and a half years ago. He was dying of tropical ailment of some sort and he had set up a very elaborate trap to capture the Huntress and Jeff, Dinah’s boyfriend, to force him to use his powers to heal him. Dinah had come to the rescue and foiled his plans, but out of the goodness of Jeff’s heart, he voluntarily healed Mr. Donaldson of his ailment. And how did he pay Jeff back for his kind act? He killed him in cold blood.

The Black Canary tapped on her earring which also served as her ear piece and microphone. “Oracle, do you read me?”

“I’m here, Canary. What do you see?” Richard replied. It was going to take some getting used to to having a Mr. And Mrs. Oracle. Since She and the Huntress was now capable of taking care of themselves on the field, Oracle has become more of an informant than a guardian angel type of figure.

“The Huntress and I have split up to check out both crime scenes. I am standing in at mine, and you will never believe who the body is. It’s Bill Donaldson.”

“Really?” Barbara’s voice replied back this time. “How was he murdered?”

“It appears from a sharp weapon like a sword or something,” Canary replied. “Bases on the reaction on his face, it was a violent death.

“Interesting,” Oracle replied. There was a short pause before she spoke again. “I’m just being informed by the Huntress that the other murder victim is Dave Crane. He too was killed in the same way as your described.

“Think this has anything to do with the riots?” The Black Canary asked.

“It’s difficult to say,” Richard replied. “We can safely assume that these two murders are related and if that is the case, we’re dealing with a mastermind with some pretty tough followers.”

“Hold it right there!” Officer Ashton ordered from the front door; his gun pointing at her.

The Black Canary spun around and grinned. “We meet again,”

“Dinah Lance?” Officer Ashton was in shock, almost loosing his posture.

“When we meet under these circumstances, I would prefer you call my Black Canary. Canary for short will do also,” She said, still holding her devilish grin. She enjoyed toying with him.

“I don’t understand what’s going on here, but I have to place you under arrest.”

“Now think about it, Officer Ashton. Why would I save your life and then turn around and kill him. Do you really think I would have killed him?”

Ashton though about what she said. Yes, she saved his life against some pretty mean punks, and even shared information about why these riots were taking place. On top of that Commissioner Reese brings her, Dinah Lance, to the police headquarters as the new file clerk. She seemed very sincere both times. “No, I suppose not,” he confessed. “But why are you here then?”

Dinah slowly walked back away from the body. “Have I not said that we are on the same team? I am hear to find out how he died and if it’s anyway connected to the riots.”

“You believe that it is?” Ashton did not let up and continued pointing his gun at her.

“I don’t know. There was another murder five blocks from here, both of these victims were known criminals who have escaped Arkham. I do believe we are dealing with more than just one criminal. I believe we are up against a criminal mastermind. “

“Interesting theory, I must admit,” Ashton confessed. “But this doesn’t give you the right to take the law into your own hands. I have to bring you in, whoever you are.”

“I think you need to have a little talk with Commissioner Reese. I would love to stay and chat, but I have work that needs to be done.

Dinah mad a dash for the window. Ashton should have fired his gun and would gotten her with no problem, but something inside of him told him to let her go. Dinah jumped from the window head first as if jumping from a diving board. Ashton ran to the window and watched as she free fell face first with her arms stretched out. Spinning her legs forward she was able to land on her feet with her knees slightly bent to soften the land. Another woman dressed up like another vigilante was there to greet her. Ashton stood there in a daze.

The Huntress looked up to the police officer looking down at them and looked at Canary. “What was that all about?”

The Black Canary smiled innocently. “Nothing, just having a little fun” Dinah walked on ahead as The Huntress stood there for a minute. Nothing? If she kept on doing this kind of nothing, she was going to find herself engaged in two or more years in the same way She and Reese were. What was it about heroes falling in love with members of the police force anyway?



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