'Batman' finds Black Canary

Dinah Lance was pissed off. Supergirl and Zatanna had stood her up. They had supposed to have been going out to a club tonight to blow off some steam but she couldn’t find either of them. She let out a frustrated scream and two light bulbs broke, shrouding her in darkness.

“Dammit.” she said. “Being the Black Canary has it’s drawbacks sometimes!”

“Getting a bit frustrated Dinah?” said a voice behind her.

She spun round. As she turned she could have sworn the figure behind her was a voluptuous woman but once her vision focussed she just saw Batman standing there.

“Oh hey Bruce. Yeah, Kara and Zatanna have stood me up. Do you know where they are?” she asked.

“Not sure, but I’m sure they are fine. They can handle themselves.” he replied.

“I guess. Ah well, another night on patrol on my own I guess.” she sighed. “I was looking forward to a night off.”

Batman walked over to her. She thought she saw a strange, almost seductively feminine sway to his hips as he approached but brushed it off. It’s batman after all, who’s going to tell him how to walk!? Her leant in to her, lightly touching her hip with his fingers.

“How about I take you out instead Dinah?” he said softly in her ear.

“Wow! Er sure Bruce. I never knew you felt… I mean I didn’t think…” she blustered. Bruce Wayne was Gotham’s leading batchelor and the richest man in the city. How could she refuse? “Yes, I mean yes, definitely! Let me go and get changed.”

“You’re fine the way you are for what I have in mind Dinah” said Midnight drinking in the sight of her black, high cut, one-piece bodice, leather boots and fishnet tights from beneath her magical concealment, “purrrfectly fine.”

“Erm ok, sure.” She let him take her by the hand and lead her to the teleporter. Batman’s hand felt soft and gentle in her hand, almost feminine, but when she looked down all she saw was Bruce’s large gauntlet holding her hand. She brushed it off as her mind playing tricks on her, must be nerves, no-one get’s taken out on a date by Batman!

When they reached the teleporter Batman punched in a few commands and they stepped on. Dinah’s stomach was fluttering slightly, wondering what Batman had in mind. He’d never paid her much attention before. What could have led to him asking her out now? She’s always assumed he was too serious to date any of the Justice League members. She knew he’d had a thing with Catwoman once but never with a team member. She told herself to stop questioning her fortune and go with the flow. Just as she relaxed the teleported activated and she found herself on a rooftop in Gotham, the sky full of stars above her head. The view was magnificent, and typical Batman to bring her to a dark rooftop for a date.

She turned to talk to him when she saw two women step out of the shadows. “Zatanna?! what are you doing here? and who are…. Supergirl? Is that you? You look….”

“I look magnificent.” purred Kara “but I don’t go by Supergirl anymore. Selina, grab her.”

A clawed hand came around and clamped itself over Dinah’s mouth just as she went to scream. She felt a large pair of breasts press into her back. With the other hand Catwoman expertly tied her hands with her whip and then traced her hand around Dinah’s body, scraping her claw across her flesh.

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Dinah’s eyes widened in shock as the image of Batman disappeared, replaced by the sinful Midnight. “Bruce doesn’t live here anymore little bird.” purred Catwoman in her ear “and soon you’ll join him on the dark side!”

Black Canary struggled but Catwoman’s grip was too strong. She couldn’t escape. Kara approached her, standing inches from her face and traced her hand down Dinah’s chest,unzipping her costume to reveal mounds of cleavage.

“Hey little bird, I’m going to make you soar!” said Kara, her eyes starting to glow softly yellow. Kara’s face was so near Dinah had nowhere else to look so she just stared into them, the yellow glow engulfing her, flowing into her very core. She felt her will slipping away, her morals disappearing. Why shouldn’t she join them. What had being good ever gotten her. Bruce was never really interested in the good her. Maybe if she was a bad girl this new sexy creature Bruce had become might like her.

“Selina, I think you can let Black Canary go now.” said Kara.

Catwoman untied her whip and let go of Dinah’s mouth. What was revealed was a wicked smirk.

“The Canary is dead, call me Black Vulture!” hissed Dinah evilly, her eyes glowing yellow and displaying the same cat-like slits as the rest of Kara’s corrupted heroines.

Black Vulture didn’t bother zipping her outfit back up, she moved the zip further down and pulled Midnight to her.

“How about that date now?” she asked.

“I thought you’d never ask.” said Midnight, tugging off her cowl and pulling Dinah in for a kiss.

“Ladies, let’s go home and initiate our new member.” said Kara.