Her tim, trái tim froze as she recognized the two males coming towards her. Just perfect! I don't want this. Not now; not ever! She turned on her heels and headed quickly in the other direction. She could feel them, their eyes on her, their mouths probably drooling. She shuddered and headed down an alley, knowing they would follow her. And when they rounded the corner, she pointed her súng at their heads.
“Speak fast. Silver bullets. Now.”
One of them smiled while the other answered.
“We were sent to find you. He is...in need of your presence.”
“Tell him I want no part of it.”
“He suspected as much.”
“But your family won't be used this time,” the other said.
She raised an eyebrow. They smirked and one liked his fingers. She froze for half a một giây at the realization before gunshots sounded. Anger and grief flooded her senses and she looked at them.
“Tell him this. He broke our agreement. For that, I will hunt him till I can kill him.”
She walked off again, leaving them there. Her tim, trái tim was beating fast and her head wouldn't clear. She entered a phone booth and dialed a number. She heard the ringing.
“Mommy....daddy.....pick up.”
The phone continued ringing. Her tim, trái tim skipped a beat when she got voice mail. She hung up, leaning against the glass helplessly. Her eyes closed tightly. She forced back the tears, a few escaping. You can't cry. You're in the middle of war now. Emotions later. She took a deep breath and walked out. She looked around before hot wiring the nearest motorbike.
She had to get to the south side of Happy Harbor before the sun set. She rode off, mind reeling with options and strategies. She hadn't been trained for war. She had been trained to succeed. And she was going to win if it was her last breath. And it very well could be. The sun was high in the sky bởi the time she arrived. She shut off the motor and looked around.
“Nice neighborhood. Won't have to worry about police in this dump.”
“What's the matter girl? Mất tích are we?”
She whipped around to see that two girls had shown up. Her súng came back out, aimed and ready.
“What is it now? Speak fast.”
“He seeks you.”
“Tell him I'm away.”
“For how long?”
“For good.”
“I warn you. bạn have upset many.”
“Good. What can he take away that I still have?”
The two were silent, exchanging a glance. The older one turned.
“Expect him tonight.”
She scowled and fired her guns. She slipped them back into place as she entered the building and headed up several flights of stairs. Before she could knock, the door was opened to let her in.
“Quite an entrance there.”
“Silver won't hurt them. Just niêm phong, con dấu their powers.”
“Still. What do bạn need?”
“An angel.”
“I believe she's out.”
“Emergency.”
“In that case, she'll be with bạn soon.”
“Speak fast. Silver bullets. Now.”
One of them smiled while the other answered.
“We were sent to find you. He is...in need of your presence.”
“Tell him I want no part of it.”
“He suspected as much.”
“But your family won't be used this time,” the other said.
She raised an eyebrow. They smirked and one liked his fingers. She froze for half a một giây at the realization before gunshots sounded. Anger and grief flooded her senses and she looked at them.
“Tell him this. He broke our agreement. For that, I will hunt him till I can kill him.”
She walked off again, leaving them there. Her tim, trái tim was beating fast and her head wouldn't clear. She entered a phone booth and dialed a number. She heard the ringing.
“Mommy....daddy.....pick up.”
The phone continued ringing. Her tim, trái tim skipped a beat when she got voice mail. She hung up, leaning against the glass helplessly. Her eyes closed tightly. She forced back the tears, a few escaping. You can't cry. You're in the middle of war now. Emotions later. She took a deep breath and walked out. She looked around before hot wiring the nearest motorbike.
She had to get to the south side of Happy Harbor before the sun set. She rode off, mind reeling with options and strategies. She hadn't been trained for war. She had been trained to succeed. And she was going to win if it was her last breath. And it very well could be. The sun was high in the sky bởi the time she arrived. She shut off the motor and looked around.
“Nice neighborhood. Won't have to worry about police in this dump.”
“What's the matter girl? Mất tích are we?”
She whipped around to see that two girls had shown up. Her súng came back out, aimed and ready.
“What is it now? Speak fast.”
“He seeks you.”
“Tell him I'm away.”
“For how long?”
“For good.”
“I warn you. bạn have upset many.”
“Good. What can he take away that I still have?”
The two were silent, exchanging a glance. The older one turned.
“Expect him tonight.”
She scowled and fired her guns. She slipped them back into place as she entered the building and headed up several flights of stairs. Before she could knock, the door was opened to let her in.
“Quite an entrance there.”
“Silver won't hurt them. Just niêm phong, con dấu their powers.”
“Still. What do bạn need?”
“An angel.”
“I believe she's out.”
“Emergency.”
“In that case, she'll be with bạn soon.”
Okay, I'm gonna come right out and say it:
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic sách are right on schedule.
Video Game something hoặc other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls kissing her BF....
Young Justice Invasion Episodes 8-18 are ready to air.
BOOM! Good news!
Comic sách are right on schedule.
Video Game something hoặc other, didn't really look:
link
Now, I also wanna say that the Robin we knew in Season 1 would never do this to a girl. But....
Dick Grayson has dated Zatanna
Dick Grayson is dating Batgirl
And Dick's surprising girlfriend is....
Rocket???
So...... Yeah..... Link below.
Adios! *runs and hides*
link
Wait, did he just blow off Tim? And Babs is strangely okay with two girls kissing her BF....
2: he loves the way she is and how she jokes around with him
3: he loves it when she smiles at him
4: he loves the way she brushes the hair out of his face
5: he loves it when she blushes
(( i didnt make that many cause LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại i dunno just a couple cuz this is the first time this has been done LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại hopefully silverwings13 will have a reply to this XD LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại but yeah im making a couple one shots on these two beauties <3 iand now i have to talk cause this bài viết isnt long enough WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY WALLY!!! <3 okay so Mcl out peace))
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen hoặc king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced bởi a new queen. A seven năm old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Những người bạn i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the Queen hoặc king at the earliest time possible. I became Queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced bởi a new queen. A seven năm old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the Những người bạn i do now?