𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄

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Forgotten memories come crashing over you like a tidal wave as you breach through the glowing, pulsating gate. You climb out and splutter water from your lungs, eyes skirting skyward to that familiar skyline. 

Reds and blues come in sharp lightning blasts, a thunderous rumble forever on the horizon.

But there's no time to reminisce about your past. A deep inhalation of thick, ashy air fills your lungs, as Steve's desperate screams fill your ears.

He was being dragged across the floor on his back by the bat-like creatures that you'd once been able to control. To an extent, of course. They obeyed Henry, so they obeyed you. One had its tail wrapped around Steve's neck while two more bite deep into the sides his waist.

You don't think. The terror filling your chest acts for you and you grab an oar from a vine-covered boat to act as a weapon. You could distantly hear the others resurface behind you as well, but you were too focused on freeing your lover to care about them right now. The pad of the oar hits one of the bats and it goes hurtling from him to land a few feet away. 

Nancy had taken up the other oar and smacks away the second bat biting into Steve's flesh, then instructs Robin to pin down the one choking him so she could try to beat it to death. 

"Hey!" Eddie shouts and you whip around to see another bat diving at him. "Here!" You toss the oar at him, figuring he could make better use of it. The creature you'd first hit comes flying onto Nancy and, all things aside, you rush to her aid. Robin grabs the tail and you take the head, fingers tightening around its tiny neck, their prior attack on the bat choking Steve now abandoned.

It screeches and thrashes wildly, trying to escape your vice-like grip. Sadly, it had a price to pay for daring to attack Steve. 

Robin lets go of the tail as you whip it from her grasp, turning to toss the bat to the floor and pin it in place with your foot pressed to its squelching body. Your hands find each of its wings and tear them from the body, a howl of rage escaping you. Then your foot comes down hard on its head until a sickly crunching sound is followed by silence. 

Eddie takes care of another and the final one, the one that had been choking Steve, cries and howls as the man himself whips it into the ground over and over again. 

Eventually, his bare foot nestles into the nook of its neck and he pulls the tail, ripping the body from the head with a loud groan. He was breathless once it was dead, blood pooling from his lips which he spits onto the ground. 

You're at his side in a flash, blood-soaked hands hovering over the skin of his chest, not wanting to coat him in it. "You're okay? They got you good, huh?" You sigh, attempting to keep your voice light for his benefit but he sees right through it. His hands settle on your cheeks and his lips press a quick and gentle kiss to the tip of your nose. "Well, they took about a pound of flesh, but other than that... Yeah, never better. Not that easy to get rid of me, baby."

"Damn. Just my luck." You tease back, no malice or true meaning behind your words whatsoever. 

"Jesus H Christ!" You could hear Eddie exclaim, shortly followed by the sound of a thick wooden oar as it clatters to the ground. 

"Uhh.. Do you guys think these bats have rabies?" Robin questions suddenly as you're wiping your hands on your jeans so you could look over Steve's wounds in more detail. "It's just, like, my number one biggest fear and I think we should probably get you to a doctor real soon because once the symptoms set in it's too late. You're already dead."

Her rambling falls upon deaf ears however, when a shrill chittering floats to the group from across the sky. In tandem, you all look to the source; another wave of bats - six this time. "There's not that many," Steve was convincing himself more than the rest of you, you suspect. If only you could use your powers without risking discovery. Then these bats would be nothing but crumpled heaps on the floor. "We can take them."

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