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GCPD: The Mystery of the Vigilante Schoolteacher
1998/12/12

                [...Loren <yu214952@yorku.ca> begins...]

: JC: You better watch what you say or I'll have to tell Helena
:     about you! :)

Loren: Oh no! I'm shakin' in my Kevlar-lined boots! ;) Like she can
       really stop me and my Colt .45!

Wayne [aside]: Why in the heck are his boots lined with Kevlar?

Chris [aside]: Don't pay any attention to him. He's weird like that
               sometimes. :)

Loren: What was that...?

Chris: Uh...look behind you!

Loren: Sure, whatever.

Helena: Oh, Lieutenant...?

Loren: Aw hell...

    Loren turns around. :)

Loren: *You* are something I *really* don't need right now.
       Go screw around with your boy-toy Hotu, eh?

Helena: Listen you son-of-a-...

Chris: Helena! There's kids sitting right over there!

Helena: Oh, sorry...hey! Where'd that idiot cop go?!? Wayne...?

   Wayne slowly wakes up, dazed, after dreaming in a deep sleep.

Wayne [mumbling]: ...die Loren, die! <pow!> <crack!> <punch!>... :)

Helena: What was that again?

    And now, Officer Hotu realizes that he's not in dreamland anymore.

Wayne: Oh crap! Uh...*hi* Helena!

Helena: Don't you "hi Helena" me! You let that crummy cop get away!

Wayne: Who?

Helena: Loren, you dolt!

    The phone starts ringing on Loren's desk, but since he isn't
around Chris decides to answer it.

Chris: Hello?

JC: Ah, Chris! May I speak with Helena, please?

Chris: Is that *you*, JC?!? We just got off the phone with you before!
       How the heck do you know she's here, anyway?!?

JC: You really expect me to tell you? :)

Chris: I don't *care* anymore!!
       Here, Helena, it's for you.

   Helena picks up the phone, while Chris wonders whether he should
inform Wayne as to who's on the other line.

Helena (aside): Yes?
                Yes.
                Sure.
                I understand.
                Okay.

   She hangs up the phone, and Chris becomes very curious from what
that rascal JC was telling her.

Helena: I've gotta go.

Wayne: What? No kiss goodbye?

Helena: Goodbye. <slap!>

   Helena Bertinelli confidently walks out of the police station, leaving
Wayne shocked, and Chris confused.

Chris: Geez, your woman over there sure is a strange one.

Wayne: Yeah, it's no wonder she and Loren haven't hooked up yet. :)

Chris: You better not let him catch you saying that! :)

Wayne: Speaking of him, where'd he go?

Chris: Beats me. But I think something's going on here, Wayne -- how JC
       just "happened" to know where Helena was, the way she stormed out
       of here, and how Loren mysteriously disappeared soon after she
       arrived... There's more to this than we realize...

Wayne: Well, let's get going then!


                [...Wayne <stony@ihug.co.nz> continues...]
  
   Our heroes grab the police car just vacated by Bullock and Essen to
trail after the gorgeous schoolteacher. They arrive at an abandoned
factory.
  
   Creeping to a broken window, our heroes spy in and find Helena
talking with Det. Dick Grayson.

Chris: Grayson? I haven't seen him at the precinct in days!

Wayne: And how does he know Helena?

Chris: I do know that she knows that millionaire-guy, y'know, the one
       that adopted Dick?

Wayne: Oh yeah! Bruce... something or other. Can you hear what they're
       saying?

Chris: Nope, let's see if we can get closer...

Wayne: Wait! Who are they?

   They watch as several dark figures move towards the couple in the
factory, carrying assorted machine-guns. One lone figure waddles to
the forefront.

Penguin: Take them. No doubt we can make a hefty ransom from them.
         Especially the boy. That member of the GCPD I have in my
         pocket was the best investment I've ever made.

Wayne: Oh no! The Penguin! What do we do? I haven't got my gun!

Chris: Neither have I!

   Suddenly, a whipping noise is heard as a rope falls from the
ceiling, and a lone dark figure abseils down.

Goon: The Bat!

Penguin: Don't be a nincompoop, that isn't the Bat. He isn't even
         American, are you, JC007?

JC007: Thank heaven for that. You'd better let them go, Penguin.

   The DEO-spy was resplendant in his tux, while brandishing his
faithful automatic.

Penguin: Or else what?

   The last thing the Penguin saw before the lights when out was the
sly smile on JC007's face.

   Within seconds after shooting the light overhead, the DEO-spy, with
the assistance of Helena and Dick, managed to round up the goons.
Their nefarious boss, however, managed to escape in the confusion.
Dick found a switch for a different set of lights and switched them on.

JC007: Tell Bruce I'll be in touch.

   He pulled on his cuffs, walked behind a stack of boxes and
disappeared!

Dick: I wonder what the Penguin meant when he said something about
      having a cop in his pocket?

   Outside, Wayne and Chris wondered the same thing.

Wayne & Chris: What indeed?


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