DC Heroes

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I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me -- who knows how?
To thy chamber window, Sweet!

The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream--
And the Champak's odours
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must on thine,
O belovèd as thou art!

O lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast:
O press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last!

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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crossbowvixen:

Gotham.

It was a hard city. It was her city.

Helena Rosa Bertinelli was an English teacher by day, but by night she was the Huntress.

A local drug dealer was having his sellers getting closer and closer to her school. No one messed with her kids. Drugs near her school would not be tolerated, nor would gangs. As soon as she heard about the drugs dealers Helena made a plan to take action. There would be no drugs near her kids.

After school had let out, she donned her costume and went hunting.

The low level guys were taken out rather easily. It took Helena a little while to find the upper management, but she did find them. It had been a brutal fight, but in the end she had won. The only problem she had was that the bigwig wasn't there.

Now Helena was looking for him.