1.1A -- That Sinking Feeling
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thewritersnookThe police would not help her. Maybe they'd burned too many bridges, given how often they had created problems by working outside the law. The residents wouldn't help, either. The one man to stand up to them all had already paid dearly.
Oliver was in that warehouse, and there were enough gang members to ensure there would be no quiet entry and breakout. She was willing to go it alone, for love. After all, Oliver had come for her when her life depended on it. The price he had paid to do so was now on her hands, her conscience, a reminder that love knew no bounds.
His life depended on her willingness to go in there and possibly make a lethal decision on his behalf. There could be no other choice but to do it.
`~`~`~`~`
Oliver was dying. They were outnumbered and outgunned. She still had bullets in the last weapon she had taken, was counting them down. After seeing the shape he was in, after being in that shape before, there was never a doubt in Dinah's mind what would come next. If setting off the explosion with the pressurized gas canister was not enough to give them a way out, Dinah would follow through twice to deprive them of any further tormenting pleasure.
She kept counting bullets as they kept coming.
`~`~`~`~`
Muse: Black Canary II / Dinah Lance
Fandom: DC Comics (The writer makes no claim of rights)
Word Count: 225
"Courage! I have shown it for years; think you I shall lose it at the moment when my sufferings are to end?" - Marie Antoinette
Oliver was in that warehouse, and there were enough gang members to ensure there would be no quiet entry and breakout. She was willing to go it alone, for love. After all, Oliver had come for her when her life depended on it. The price he had paid to do so was now on her hands, her conscience, a reminder that love knew no bounds.
His life depended on her willingness to go in there and possibly make a lethal decision on his behalf. There could be no other choice but to do it.
`~`~`~`~`
Oliver was dying. They were outnumbered and outgunned. She still had bullets in the last weapon she had taken, was counting them down. After seeing the shape he was in, after being in that shape before, there was never a doubt in Dinah's mind what would come next. If setting off the explosion with the pressurized gas canister was not enough to give them a way out, Dinah would follow through twice to deprive them of any further tormenting pleasure.
She kept counting bullets as they kept coming.
`~`~`~`~`
Muse: Black Canary II / Dinah Lance
Fandom: DC Comics (The writer makes no claim of rights)
Word Count: 225
"Courage! I have shown it for years; think you I shall lose it at the moment when my sufferings are to end?" - Marie Antoinette