BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW..BY LEXIBABE
PART10 CONTD
THE FIGHTS CONTINUE
As battles rage inside the villa, the city PD storms in—rounding up scattered members of the Meow Crew. Some vanish into the surrounding hills, slipping through the cracks, while others are cuffed and loaded into waiting paddy wagons.
Lauren knows where the jewels are. She makes a break for it, bolting through a side door—but Mazi is right behind her. With a leap, Mazi dives and clips Lauren’s legs. They crash to the ground in a tangle of limbs.
Both women scramble to their feet and charge at each other again, fists flying—
POP! WHAP! POW! SMACK!
They go down hard, rolling across the floor, locked in a furious struggle. Lauren manages to break free and crawls toward a side exit—but Mazi pounces, tackling her from behind and straddling her back.
Hooking her hands under Lauren’s chin, Mazi yanks back into a punishing camel clutch. Lauren gasps, her spine arching—on the verge of snapping.
“I think she’s had enough, Batgirl,” a firm voice cuts through the tension.
Another officer joins in. “Let her go.”
Hands grip Mazi’s shoulders. She resists for a second—until she sees the uniforms. City PD. Her breath slows. She releases Lauren and lets the cops pull her away, eyes still locked on the would-be thief
Inside, it’s down to Sophie and the Persian Princess. Both are back on their feet, circling warily—but the Princess has the edge. With both hands tangled in Sophie’s hair, she yanks her forward and drives two sharp knees into her gut.
THUD!
“Ungh!” Sophie gasps, doubling over—but she’s no rookie. She’s been in the Batgirl game a long time.
Staggering forward, Sophie wraps her arms around the Princess’s lower waist and charges, shoving her backward—
SMACK!
“Ouun-owww!” the Princess cries as her lower back hits the edge of a table. She lets go of Sophie’s hair in pain.
Princess again, grabs her arm, and with a firm twist of the hips
WHAM!
The Princess hits the floor with a splat.
Sophie keeps hold of her arm, twisting it painfully while planting her right foot on the Princess’s chest.
“I give! I give!” the Princess wails.
Just then, Mazi arrives, sliding into the room. Together, Sophie and Mazi make quick work of tying the Princess up, her reign of chaos officially over.
Lexi and The Face are still locked in their wild catball fight, rolling under the table and out the other side. Fists fly—
THUMP! POP! WHAP!
Grunts and groans echo as they grapple for control.
The Face breaks the clinch first, yanking free and getting to her feet in a boxer’s stance, fists up, eyes blazing.
Lexi scrambles upright—just in time to take a sharp right hook to the cheek.
“Unnh!” she grunts, stumbling back a step.
The Face surges forward, a snarl curling across her lips, swinging a wild right—
Lexi ducks under it and counters with a crisp left hook that catches The Face upside the head.
CRACK!
The Face drops to her knees, dazed.
Lexi doesn’t hesitate—she leaps onto the table, crouching like a panther.
The Face rises on wobbly legs—just in time to take a kick to the chest.
WHAM!
She sprawls across the floor, limbs splayed, the fight knocked out of her.
All around them, chaos reigns—but Janey and Harley are in a world of their own, oblivious to the fights erupting nearby. They trade chops and kicks, weaving around furniture as the battle moves through the room
swipes. Janey blocks most, but the sheer speed forces her to retreat.
She plants her feet, squares up, arms raised in a tight defensive stance. The two circle, eyes locked, tension electric.
Then Janey lunges—faking a punch—only to snap a right kick into Harley’s hip.
THWACK!
Harley’s legs buckle. She stumbles back with a hiss of pain.
Janey wastes no time—she shrugs off her cape and lets it fall into her hand like a net.
Harley rushes in, wild-eyed—
WHOOSH!
Janey whips the cape over Harley’s head and yanks it tight. Blinded, Harley flails, swinging wildly at the air.
LIFTS—
—and SLAMS Harley down across the table with a loud THUMP!
: Harley groans, limbs draped across the wood. She’s done.
Becky the Cat straddles Tiffani’s back, breathing hard. She’s got control—but panic’s starting to set in. This fight’s gone sideways. If she’s going to fight another day, now’s the time.
She cocks her arm and swings—
SMACK!
A left punch lands clean on Tiffaniy's jaw.
Becky grins, thinking she’s done enough, and gets to her feet, turning to run—
But Tiffanys not finished.
With a flick of her wrist, she lashes out her batrope. The line snaps around Becky’s ankle—
YANK!
Becky faceplants with a loud belly flop. “OOF!”
Tiffany doesn’t waste the moment. She hops onto a nearby table, runs a tight circle for momentum—
: Then launches herself into the air—
“Surprise!”
CRASH!
A perfect dropkick smashes into Becky’s chest, sending her flying backward.
THUMP!
She slams into the wall, her head bumping off the plaster. Eyes wide with shock, she slides down slowly… landing in a dazed, comical sitting position.
Becky the Cat—finished.
The fights were over—but the scene was far from quiet. More units from the City PD poured into the villa, moving quickly to secure the area and mop up the aftermath.
The Batgirls regrouped, bruised, battered, and sore—but standing. Each one breathed a sigh of relief as they looked around, seeing every member accounted for.
They had done it. Five of the most notorious villains the city—and Gotham—had to offer were captured. Their reigns of mischief and menace ended, at least for now.
But none of them went quietly. Each villain, defiant in defeat, swore they would return. And someday, they just might.
In the days that followed, the Batgirls’ heroism became the talk of the city. Their fame skyrocketed. News reports, interviews, and even a few magazine covers followed. And yes—even Batman himself offered a rare public nod of praise.
Eventually, life at Midnight Estates began to settle back into a rhythm. And one late evening, in the cozy glow of the living room, the Batgirls came together again—this time with no villains to fight. Just a bottle of wine, Lexi’s infamous fruit smoothie, and laughter echoing off the walls.
They swapped stories of the battle—each tale more dramatic and over-the-top than the last.
Lexi stood, lifting her glass.
“To the Batgirls. All for one…”
“…And one for all,” the others chimed in, raising their glasses.
Mazi squinted. “Wait—isn’t that from The Three Musketeers?”
Lexi smirked. “So what? What are they gonna do—sue me?”
EPILOGUE.
It had been almost three weeks since they’d taken down Becky and her alliance. It hadn’t been easy—it never was. Lexi, Mazi, Tiffani, Janey, and Sophie were all still recovering from the bumps and scrapes. Still, it had been a success. All the stolen items were recovered and returned. Some of the worst villains had been put away—at least for a little while.
But she knew they’d be back. Or others just as bad. They always were.
Lexi walked along her favorite path on the grounds of Midnight Estates. Spring had begun. The day was warm and sunny, and flowers were just beginning to bloom. She stopped by the stream, the sweet scent of wild honeysuckle drifting in the air.
Looking down the winding path, Lexi smiled.
She’d come a long way as Batgirl. She’d learned a lot—accomplished things she never thought she could. But she could feel it: the time was coming to take a step back. Janey and Sophie had, and they’d found new roles for themselves. Mazi and Tiffany were going to be dynamic together—with a little more time, they'd be ready. And Lexi would be there to help when needed.
She smiled again.
Maybe it was time for a vacation. It had been such a long time.
She closed her eyes. Sunlight warmed her face, and a soft wind ruffled through her hair.
THE END.
BATGIRL,YESTERDAY,TODAY,TOMARROW.
WRITEN,PRODUCED,AND DIRECTED BY LEXIBABE
https://youtu.be/u70C_P7hBvg?list=PLXB5mR3RBsBG-4Eh9VfdGQMZL4JSrc8L_CAST OF CHARACTERS
1-LEXI
2- JANEY
3-- SOPHIE
4 dance
