Trevor
“Trevor,” she whispered.
“Hello Becca. It's been a long time.”
“I thought Anton killed you.”
“You were very young when that happened, Sparrow. Three I think. And going through the shield; bạn must have forgotten about my powers.”
“Did Anton forget?”
“He never knew.”
“How are bạn alive?”
“I have the ability to control minds, Becca. He thought I was dead.”
“But you're alive. hoặc is this my imagination, too?”
“No little Sparrow. This is real.”
Trevor waved his hand and a rose appeared. He presented it to Becca, who took it. She placed it in her pocket, looking back at him.
“How can I be sure?”
“Because your mind can't touch.”
Trevor took her hands in his. Becca's vision blurred with tears that refused to stay away. He saw this and brought her close. She willingly went into his embrace, crying into his neck.
“You're alive!”
“Yes my little Sparrow. Shhh...It's okay. Everything is alright now.”
“I thought I'd never see bạn again!”
“Calm down Sparrow. There is no need for tears.:
He put a hand under her chin, raising her eyes to his. His lips were close to hers and Becca couldn't help but shiver as he breathed warm air on her face.
“You gave me the nickname Sparrow,” Becca realized.
“Yes. bạn were so bright and cheerful at three. So carefree. bạn always wanted to follow and fly with the birds. Therefore, bạn are a sparrow. My Sparrow.”
“What have bạn been doing?”
“Training you.”
“W-what? YOUR Salva's master?!”
“Yes Becca.”
“And bạn were going to LET Salva harm me?!”
“Becca, Salva is a toy. He is nothing worthy of you. No one shall hurt you. If he harms you, I'll kill him myself. And I'll see that he is dead.”
“Trevor...I missed you!”
Becca threw her arms around his neck. She was pulled closer to him as he embraced her hug and it brought a smile to her lips; hearing his deep voice in her ear, his voice filled with a smile.
“I tình yêu bạn too, Becca.”
“Ok let’s try again. Mexico was fighting against France on May 5. That was the battle of Puebla” Robin explained to Miss. M, superboy, and Aqualad in his room.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell bạn the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed bởi the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please các câu hỏi till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe bạn were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler hoặc the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald đã đưa ý kiến looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell bạn the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed bởi the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please các câu hỏi till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe bạn were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler hoặc the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald đã đưa ý kiến looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a dao, con dao in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, bạn too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a dao, con dao in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, bạn too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
