Baby Sisters
(Part 2)
New York City
April 29, 18:01 EST
Sam quickly shut down the computer and hopped out of his seat. "Artemis! What're bạn doing here?"
"I thought I'd stop bởi to visit my big brother." Artemis said. "Why? Is this a bad time or-?"
"No, no!" Sam said. "It's just Holly's sister is in town and I didn't expect bạn to hiển thị up now."
"Double sisters, huh?" Artemis asked, walking towards the computer. "Older hoặc younger?"
"Younger!" Sam exclaimed, shutting the computer off before Artemis could open it.
"You could've just đã đưa ý kiến 'don't touch it'." Artemis said.
Sam raised an eyebrow.
"True, true."
"Holly! Where is my duffel?"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed. "I'm never gonna get ready if bạn keep losing stuff!"
"Sorry! I'll crawl around and find it myself!"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed and stood up, still fidgeting with the strap on her dress before walking out into the living room. "Your duffel?" she asked.
"Yeah." Rachel replied, standing up and adjusting her tank-top straps and dusting off her jeans.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly walked to the front closet and opened it. The duffel bag was sitting in the closet.
"You are just as much a mental klutz now as bạn were back then." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly đã đưa ý kiến with a grin.
"Yeah, yeah. bạn weren't so great yourself." Rachel replied, elbowing cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly in the stomach.
"Watch the ribs!" cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly exclaimed before walking back to her bedroom. "Twenty phút before the opera starts!"
"Uh, I don't think so." Rachel said. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly walked out of the room and looked at the ti vi Rachel was staring at.
"—the villain Horseman is downtown wielding a new sword that apparently shoots flames at objects. The NYPD have been unable to get close to the villain because of the immense heat, but Chief Draxx assures us help is on the way."
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Lemme call Sam and tell him to cancel."
"Yes, Holly. What is it?" Sam asked. He paused for a một phút before sighing and giving an affirmative.
"What is it?" Artemis asked.
"Get your tights on, we've got a situation downtown."
"Who is it this time?" Artemis asked, ducking into another room to change.
"For once someone in a costume: Horseman."
"The farmer with a short temper who ridiculed and almost killed those punk kids on his property?"
"That's him." Sam said, pulling off his áo sơ mi and pants before sliding the different pieces of his uniform on. After about five minutes, the two were driving out of the base on motorcycles, heading for downtown.
Red Revenge and Artemis screeched to a stop outside of Times Square. Horseman had gotten a suit upgrade. It looked similar to a man wrapped in cords except taller, with no head, and wielding a flaming sword.
"Up and at 'em." Revenge said, tossing Artemis his grappling hook. He disembarked from his motorcycle and walked towards Horseman.
"Revenge!" Draxx yelled. "Bout time someone in a costume showed up!"
"Tell me about it." Revenge muttered, breaking into a run, leaping over the horse-riding figure and planting daggers in the suit. They exploded to no effect.
The headless figure laughed and started towards Revenge.
"Freeze." Revenge said.
Horseman stopped in confusion and Artemis fired an ice arrow. The sword flew out of the villain's hand and froze over. Revenge stepped on it and it split. Horseman merely looked at Revenge for a moment before stepping off his horse and taking off his helmet. "I want a lawyer."
Revenge sighed and disappeared into an alleyway only to come screeching out on his motorbike.
"That was simple." Artemis said, jumping on her bike as well and closing the distance between her and her brother quickly.
"Compared to Trapper and Diabhal—"
"Diabhal?"
"Don't ask."
"Impressive." Rachel said. "That guy was terrified of Red Revenge."
"That's the way most of them are." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly đã đưa ý kiến in a satisfied tone.
Rachel continued to stare at the ti vi screen with a hazy look of inspiration on her face.
New York City
April 30, 00:34 EST
"Thanks for the latte." Artemis said, taking a sip of her drink.
"No problem." Sam replied, taking a ghế, chỗ ngồi with his own steaming drink.
"So what's up?" Artemis asked.
"Assassins, Lex Luthor, what else?" Sam asked, taking a sip from his drink. He spit it out, slamming the cup on the table. "Owowowowowow!"
Artemis laughed.
"Itsh not funny. I burned my tomgue."
Artemis laughed again. "Hot Chocowate ith hot." She said, imitating the billionaire.
Sam glared at her for a moment, then started laughing with her.
The two shared a sibling moment for a minute, laughing and joking with each other before slowly getting back to business.
"So what was on that computer bạn shut down so quickly?" Artemis asked, sipping from her drink again as a đắng, cay đắng wind blew past her.
Sam blew the steam from his drink and slowly took a long drink before replying carefully. "Stuff."
"What kind of stuff?" Artemis asked.
Sam sighed. "If bạn must know, I think someone close to me is working for the Light."
Artemis set down her cup slowly and looked at Sam, folding her arms on the table. "Who?" she asked. "Not Holly?"
"Not Holly." Sam confirmed. He took a while before continuing. "Her sister though."
Artemis raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, yeah. I didn't know she existed until two days before she arrived. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly never mentioned her." Sam was silent for a few seconds, thinking. "Come to think of it, cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly never mentioned anything about her family except they were in Germany."
"Holly's German?"
"Nah, she was born in California, moved to Germany when she was 18 months old."
'
"Ah."
Sam was silent for a moment. "I don't know. Can I get your—"
Artemis held up her hands in a gesture that đã đưa ý kiến 'stop'. "Sam, bạn know I don't do the hero business. Not anymore."
"I was just asking for your opinion." Sam said.
"Oh." Artemis said, smiling nervously. "I don't know, I've never met the girl."
Sam grinned. "Well I was meaning to ask bạn out to bữa tối, bữa ăn tối anyway. Come tonight and meet her."
Artemis grinned and took another sip of her latte, nodding. "Usual connection?" she asked.
"Yes," Sam đã đưa ý kiến regretfully and almost bitterly if Artemis dared. He noticed her glance and sighed. "I just want to introduce bạn as my sister. All the time. I don't wanna introduce bạn as someone I work with, hoặc an acquaintance, hoặc someone from college. I want bạn to be my sister in any and every environment."
Artemis smiled sweetly. "Sam, bạn know what that would do to your reputation. I want to be your sister in all ways too, but I'm willing to be your college room-mate if it will benefit you."
"I'm not." Sam said, looking away.
"Sam…"
The billionaire sighed. "Fine. But we need to think of a story to where bạn can be my sister."
"Sam…"
"What?"
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine."
Sam smiled and the two went back to their brother/sister moment.
Two Days Later…
Red Revenge landed on the roof of the apartment building softly. Moving to a non-invincible suit did provide advantages, like every di chuyển not being heard across the city.
He looked out at the warehouse where the last murder had taken place. If he hadn't personally checked on Reaper this morning, he could have sworn it was the cloaked villain.
"Revenge to Emerald, another Luthor Corp employee dead. Having any luck with the search?"
"I'm not, but Rose is working on it."
"When did she get there?"
"Two phút after bạn left. Hold on,"
Sam waited as the two females talked on the other end of the line. Had he not noticed a bright red and yellow blur at the last second, he would've missed the departure of the assassin.
"Target spotted, moving."
"Revenge! Wait!"
The Black Hero ignored the two female's warnings and launched himself (with the assistance of booster jets) across the đường phố, street to the roof of the building he had been watching.
"Draxx, these coordinates." Revenge said, placing a disc on the roof before leaping into the alleyway behind the building. He heard some soft grunts as he walked stealthily down the alleyway. He turned around a bãi rác, dumpster to see a girl in a tank-top, still wearing her assassin pants, and her mask on the ground. Most importantly, she had red hair.
"Freeze!" Revenge yelled, reaching for his utility belt, but the female had kicked him in the face bởi then and was gone.
"Damn it!" Revenge exclaimed. "Emerald, what's the status of the investigation?"
"Suddenly, as soon as bạn called, all the documents were erased." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly said.
"Where's Rachel?"
"She's downtown, getting some clothes hoặc something." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly said. "Why?"
"Find her! Now!"
"That's okay, I've got to give her her cái ví, ví tiền back anyway."
Revenge growled and walked away, not noticing the mask on the ground. Police cars screeched up and Draxx jumped out of the car.
"Assassin struck again." Revenge said, walking up to the police chief as troopers rushed into the building.
"And bạn still can't pinpoint who hoặc where she is? hoặc even a pattern?"
"No," Revenge replied bitterly. "But bạn have my word, Captain. I'm working as hard as I can."
"Good." Draxx said. He turned around and picked up his gum from the ghế, chỗ ngồi of his car. When he turned back around, Revenge was gone.
"Now I know how Commissioner Gordon feels." Draxx said.
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
"Are we in position, Draxx?" Revenge whispered.
"Yes. All positions secure."
"Excellent."
"Are bạn sure Grant won't mind us doing this?" Draxx asked. "I mean this is his company."
"What Grant doesn't know, won't hurt him."
"That's usually not true."
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
"Target spotted." Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
"On your signal." Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
"Now." Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
Police aimed at the glowing figure on their electronic sights and fired. The assassin, totally unprepared for the assault, dropped a story onto her back and rolled away into the shadows. Police continued to ngọn lửa, chữa cháy as Revenge dropped straight down on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her.
The assassin was taken completely bởi surprise. She collapsed on the ground with Revenge right on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her. She yelled in pain and grabbed her shoulder. It occurred to Revenge now that the force of him falling that far and landing on her could've broken her shoulders.
"Stay down and let me look at the shoulder." Revenge said. He moved one foot off of her stomach and reached for her hurt shoulder. The assassin fired a shot into the Black Hero's stomach at point-blank range and he flew off of her with an "oof!".
Durea stood up wearily and ran inside the doors of Grant Industries.
"Draxx! Stand down!"
The bullets stopped and Revenge ran inside.
"Paramedics and some back up." Revenge ordered.
"For you?" Draxx asked in a sarcastic tone.
"For the assassin!" Revenge yelled, flying up the stairs to the hàng đầu, đầu trang level of the building. He opened a door softly to the abandoned and dark desks of the workers. He heard a very soft, almost undetectable whimpering from under one of the desks. He cautiously approached, hand on a tazer now. He leaned under one of the desks and got a cú đấm in the nose.
"Ow!" he yelled, stumbling backwards. Durea tried to run, but Revenge caught her áo sơ mi sleeve and slammed her on the ground.
"Enough!" he yelled, jabbing the tazer into her. Her body shook and she grunted in pain, fighting less than before.
"Don't make me do this again." Revenge said.
"Try it, Grant." The assassin wheezed out.
Revenge's eyes widened and Durea grinned weakly as if she could sense it.
"That's right rich-boy. I know who bạn are."
Revenge frowned. "I know who bạn are too, Rachel."
The red-head frowned and slowly took her mask off.
"How did bạn know?" Revenge asked, hauling her to her feet and handcuffing her.
"Make-up, lipstick, my purse. I all left it around in awkward places bạn and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly could discuss in private what bạn didn't want me to know."
Revenge nodded. "Very professional." He remarked.
"I knew my sister was hiding something. After all, she worked for the Shadows as well."
"I know that. We met with her gun to my chest."
"Romantic."
"Anything else bạn wanna spill?"
"Where's the archer? Not going to bring her along?"
"I know she's my sister."
"No, she's not. We implanted Sportsmaster's DNA into the vial Dinah poisoned bạn with. bạn would think bạn were Artemis's brother.
"And what was the Light's purpose for that?" Revenge asked.
"To mess with your head." Rachel đã đưa ý kiến with a wicked grin.
Revenge was silent for a second. "Captain, cleanup on Floor 77, cleanup on Floor 77. Thank you."
Revenge walked into the base, dropping Rachel on the couch. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly turned around and rushed to her sister's side. "Rachel!"
"Traitor!" Rachel spat, trying to push cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly away. "Sie Verratan Das Liecht!"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly stumbled back in surprise.
Rachel was still wheezing and weak. She pulled out a bottle from her boot shakily and opened it.
"No!" Revenge yelled, springing towards her.
But the pill was in her mouth. In a moment the read-head was dead, her eyes rolled back in her head.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly was stunned for a một giây before completely breaking down. Sam grabbed her and held her tightly as the body of the assassin slowly slid off of the đi văng and face-down onto the floor.
New York City,
May 7, 18:09 EST
Sam looked at the vial in his hand. He carefully screwed the needle into it. Was this what he really wanted though? Did he really need this? One injection and it was over. Such a simple movement really.
Sam pressed down on the needle and the fluid rushed into his system. Sam sighed relief.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly stood on the roof. Warm weather was finally moving in. This had been the coldest winter she had ever seen and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly knew it was foretelling something to come. As much as she wished it was her sister, she knew that Rachel had merely been a distraction to what was really coming, what was really just over the horizon.
She hadn't been able to do hero work since the death. At least, that's what she was calling it. She couldn't bring herself to admit her sister was so loyal to a cause that she had taken her own life for it, and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly had bailed at the first chance she got.
Sam, bless his heart, was trying to make her feel better, but he really couldn't help. After a decade, she had seen her sister for a week before discovering she was an assassin and watching her take her own life.
Sam had voiced his wonder over how Rachel knew what he was going to do at each moment. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly had replied Rachel could see right through his mask, just like cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly herself had always been able to do.
The sun was setting on New York, and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly knew, deep in her gut, the bright trái cam, màu da cam ball of ngọn lửa, chữa cháy was setting on thêm than just the city.
(Part 2)
New York City
April 29, 18:01 EST
Sam quickly shut down the computer and hopped out of his seat. "Artemis! What're bạn doing here?"
"I thought I'd stop bởi to visit my big brother." Artemis said. "Why? Is this a bad time or-?"
"No, no!" Sam said. "It's just Holly's sister is in town and I didn't expect bạn to hiển thị up now."
"Double sisters, huh?" Artemis asked, walking towards the computer. "Older hoặc younger?"
"Younger!" Sam exclaimed, shutting the computer off before Artemis could open it.
"You could've just đã đưa ý kiến 'don't touch it'." Artemis said.
Sam raised an eyebrow.
"True, true."
"Holly! Where is my duffel?"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed. "I'm never gonna get ready if bạn keep losing stuff!"
"Sorry! I'll crawl around and find it myself!"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed and stood up, still fidgeting with the strap on her dress before walking out into the living room. "Your duffel?" she asked.
"Yeah." Rachel replied, standing up and adjusting her tank-top straps and dusting off her jeans.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly walked to the front closet and opened it. The duffel bag was sitting in the closet.
"You are just as much a mental klutz now as bạn were back then." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly đã đưa ý kiến with a grin.
"Yeah, yeah. bạn weren't so great yourself." Rachel replied, elbowing cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly in the stomach.
"Watch the ribs!" cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly exclaimed before walking back to her bedroom. "Twenty phút before the opera starts!"
"Uh, I don't think so." Rachel said. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly walked out of the room and looked at the ti vi Rachel was staring at.
"—the villain Horseman is downtown wielding a new sword that apparently shoots flames at objects. The NYPD have been unable to get close to the villain because of the immense heat, but Chief Draxx assures us help is on the way."
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Lemme call Sam and tell him to cancel."
"Yes, Holly. What is it?" Sam asked. He paused for a một phút before sighing and giving an affirmative.
"What is it?" Artemis asked.
"Get your tights on, we've got a situation downtown."
"Who is it this time?" Artemis asked, ducking into another room to change.
"For once someone in a costume: Horseman."
"The farmer with a short temper who ridiculed and almost killed those punk kids on his property?"
"That's him." Sam said, pulling off his áo sơ mi and pants before sliding the different pieces of his uniform on. After about five minutes, the two were driving out of the base on motorcycles, heading for downtown.
Red Revenge and Artemis screeched to a stop outside of Times Square. Horseman had gotten a suit upgrade. It looked similar to a man wrapped in cords except taller, with no head, and wielding a flaming sword.
"Up and at 'em." Revenge said, tossing Artemis his grappling hook. He disembarked from his motorcycle and walked towards Horseman.
"Revenge!" Draxx yelled. "Bout time someone in a costume showed up!"
"Tell me about it." Revenge muttered, breaking into a run, leaping over the horse-riding figure and planting daggers in the suit. They exploded to no effect.
The headless figure laughed and started towards Revenge.
"Freeze." Revenge said.
Horseman stopped in confusion and Artemis fired an ice arrow. The sword flew out of the villain's hand and froze over. Revenge stepped on it and it split. Horseman merely looked at Revenge for a moment before stepping off his horse and taking off his helmet. "I want a lawyer."
Revenge sighed and disappeared into an alleyway only to come screeching out on his motorbike.
"That was simple." Artemis said, jumping on her bike as well and closing the distance between her and her brother quickly.
"Compared to Trapper and Diabhal—"
"Diabhal?"
"Don't ask."
"Impressive." Rachel said. "That guy was terrified of Red Revenge."
"That's the way most of them are." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly đã đưa ý kiến in a satisfied tone.
Rachel continued to stare at the ti vi screen with a hazy look of inspiration on her face.
New York City
April 30, 00:34 EST
"Thanks for the latte." Artemis said, taking a sip of her drink.
"No problem." Sam replied, taking a ghế, chỗ ngồi with his own steaming drink.
"So what's up?" Artemis asked.
"Assassins, Lex Luthor, what else?" Sam asked, taking a sip from his drink. He spit it out, slamming the cup on the table. "Owowowowowow!"
Artemis laughed.
"Itsh not funny. I burned my tomgue."
Artemis laughed again. "Hot Chocowate ith hot." She said, imitating the billionaire.
Sam glared at her for a moment, then started laughing with her.
The two shared a sibling moment for a minute, laughing and joking with each other before slowly getting back to business.
"So what was on that computer bạn shut down so quickly?" Artemis asked, sipping from her drink again as a đắng, cay đắng wind blew past her.
Sam blew the steam from his drink and slowly took a long drink before replying carefully. "Stuff."
"What kind of stuff?" Artemis asked.
Sam sighed. "If bạn must know, I think someone close to me is working for the Light."
Artemis set down her cup slowly and looked at Sam, folding her arms on the table. "Who?" she asked. "Not Holly?"
"Not Holly." Sam confirmed. He took a while before continuing. "Her sister though."
Artemis raised an eyebrow.
"Uh, yeah. I didn't know she existed until two days before she arrived. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly never mentioned her." Sam was silent for a few seconds, thinking. "Come to think of it, cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly never mentioned anything about her family except they were in Germany."
"Holly's German?"
"Nah, she was born in California, moved to Germany when she was 18 months old."
'
"Ah."
Sam was silent for a moment. "I don't know. Can I get your—"
Artemis held up her hands in a gesture that đã đưa ý kiến 'stop'. "Sam, bạn know I don't do the hero business. Not anymore."
"I was just asking for your opinion." Sam said.
"Oh." Artemis said, smiling nervously. "I don't know, I've never met the girl."
Sam grinned. "Well I was meaning to ask bạn out to bữa tối, bữa ăn tối anyway. Come tonight and meet her."
Artemis grinned and took another sip of her latte, nodding. "Usual connection?" she asked.
"Yes," Sam đã đưa ý kiến regretfully and almost bitterly if Artemis dared. He noticed her glance and sighed. "I just want to introduce bạn as my sister. All the time. I don't wanna introduce bạn as someone I work with, hoặc an acquaintance, hoặc someone from college. I want bạn to be my sister in any and every environment."
Artemis smiled sweetly. "Sam, bạn know what that would do to your reputation. I want to be your sister in all ways too, but I'm willing to be your college room-mate if it will benefit you."
"I'm not." Sam said, looking away.
"Sam…"
The billionaire sighed. "Fine. But we need to think of a story to where bạn can be my sister."
"Sam…"
"What?"
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine."
Sam smiled and the two went back to their brother/sister moment.
Two Days Later…
Red Revenge landed on the roof of the apartment building softly. Moving to a non-invincible suit did provide advantages, like every di chuyển not being heard across the city.
He looked out at the warehouse where the last murder had taken place. If he hadn't personally checked on Reaper this morning, he could have sworn it was the cloaked villain.
"Revenge to Emerald, another Luthor Corp employee dead. Having any luck with the search?"
"I'm not, but Rose is working on it."
"When did she get there?"
"Two phút after bạn left. Hold on,"
Sam waited as the two females talked on the other end of the line. Had he not noticed a bright red and yellow blur at the last second, he would've missed the departure of the assassin.
"Target spotted, moving."
"Revenge! Wait!"
The Black Hero ignored the two female's warnings and launched himself (with the assistance of booster jets) across the đường phố, street to the roof of the building he had been watching.
"Draxx, these coordinates." Revenge said, placing a disc on the roof before leaping into the alleyway behind the building. He heard some soft grunts as he walked stealthily down the alleyway. He turned around a bãi rác, dumpster to see a girl in a tank-top, still wearing her assassin pants, and her mask on the ground. Most importantly, she had red hair.
"Freeze!" Revenge yelled, reaching for his utility belt, but the female had kicked him in the face bởi then and was gone.
"Damn it!" Revenge exclaimed. "Emerald, what's the status of the investigation?"
"Suddenly, as soon as bạn called, all the documents were erased." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly said.
"Where's Rachel?"
"She's downtown, getting some clothes hoặc something." cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly said. "Why?"
"Find her! Now!"
"That's okay, I've got to give her her cái ví, ví tiền back anyway."
Revenge growled and walked away, not noticing the mask on the ground. Police cars screeched up and Draxx jumped out of the car.
"Assassin struck again." Revenge said, walking up to the police chief as troopers rushed into the building.
"And bạn still can't pinpoint who hoặc where she is? hoặc even a pattern?"
"No," Revenge replied bitterly. "But bạn have my word, Captain. I'm working as hard as I can."
"Good." Draxx said. He turned around and picked up his gum from the ghế, chỗ ngồi of his car. When he turned back around, Revenge was gone.
"Now I know how Commissioner Gordon feels." Draxx said.
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
"Are we in position, Draxx?" Revenge whispered.
"Yes. All positions secure."
"Excellent."
"Are bạn sure Grant won't mind us doing this?" Draxx asked. "I mean this is his company."
"What Grant doesn't know, won't hurt him."
"That's usually not true."
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
"Target spotted." Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
"On your signal." Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
"Now." Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
Police aimed at the glowing figure on their electronic sights and fired. The assassin, totally unprepared for the assault, dropped a story onto her back and rolled away into the shadows. Police continued to ngọn lửa, chữa cháy as Revenge dropped straight down on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her.
The assassin was taken completely bởi surprise. She collapsed on the ground with Revenge right on hàng đầu, đầu trang of her. She yelled in pain and grabbed her shoulder. It occurred to Revenge now that the force of him falling that far and landing on her could've broken her shoulders.
"Stay down and let me look at the shoulder." Revenge said. He moved one foot off of her stomach and reached for her hurt shoulder. The assassin fired a shot into the Black Hero's stomach at point-blank range and he flew off of her with an "oof!".
Durea stood up wearily and ran inside the doors of Grant Industries.
"Draxx! Stand down!"
The bullets stopped and Revenge ran inside.
"Paramedics and some back up." Revenge ordered.
"For you?" Draxx asked in a sarcastic tone.
"For the assassin!" Revenge yelled, flying up the stairs to the hàng đầu, đầu trang level of the building. He opened a door softly to the abandoned and dark desks of the workers. He heard a very soft, almost undetectable whimpering from under one of the desks. He cautiously approached, hand on a tazer now. He leaned under one of the desks and got a cú đấm in the nose.
"Ow!" he yelled, stumbling backwards. Durea tried to run, but Revenge caught her áo sơ mi sleeve and slammed her on the ground.
"Enough!" he yelled, jabbing the tazer into her. Her body shook and she grunted in pain, fighting less than before.
"Don't make me do this again." Revenge said.
"Try it, Grant." The assassin wheezed out.
Revenge's eyes widened and Durea grinned weakly as if she could sense it.
"That's right rich-boy. I know who bạn are."
Revenge frowned. "I know who bạn are too, Rachel."
The red-head frowned and slowly took her mask off.
"How did bạn know?" Revenge asked, hauling her to her feet and handcuffing her.
"Make-up, lipstick, my purse. I all left it around in awkward places bạn and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly could discuss in private what bạn didn't want me to know."
Revenge nodded. "Very professional." He remarked.
"I knew my sister was hiding something. After all, she worked for the Shadows as well."
"I know that. We met with her gun to my chest."
"Romantic."
"Anything else bạn wanna spill?"
"Where's the archer? Not going to bring her along?"
"I know she's my sister."
"No, she's not. We implanted Sportsmaster's DNA into the vial Dinah poisoned bạn with. bạn would think bạn were Artemis's brother.
"And what was the Light's purpose for that?" Revenge asked.
"To mess with your head." Rachel đã đưa ý kiến with a wicked grin.
Revenge was silent for a second. "Captain, cleanup on Floor 77, cleanup on Floor 77. Thank you."
Revenge walked into the base, dropping Rachel on the couch. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly turned around and rushed to her sister's side. "Rachel!"
"Traitor!" Rachel spat, trying to push cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly away. "Sie Verratan Das Liecht!"
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly stumbled back in surprise.
Rachel was still wheezing and weak. She pulled out a bottle from her boot shakily and opened it.
"No!" Revenge yelled, springing towards her.
But the pill was in her mouth. In a moment the read-head was dead, her eyes rolled back in her head.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly was stunned for a một giây before completely breaking down. Sam grabbed her and held her tightly as the body of the assassin slowly slid off of the đi văng and face-down onto the floor.
New York City,
May 7, 18:09 EST
Sam looked at the vial in his hand. He carefully screwed the needle into it. Was this what he really wanted though? Did he really need this? One injection and it was over. Such a simple movement really.
Sam pressed down on the needle and the fluid rushed into his system. Sam sighed relief.
cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly stood on the roof. Warm weather was finally moving in. This had been the coldest winter she had ever seen and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly knew it was foretelling something to come. As much as she wished it was her sister, she knew that Rachel had merely been a distraction to what was really coming, what was really just over the horizon.
She hadn't been able to do hero work since the death. At least, that's what she was calling it. She couldn't bring herself to admit her sister was so loyal to a cause that she had taken her own life for it, and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly had bailed at the first chance she got.
Sam, bless his heart, was trying to make her feel better, but he really couldn't help. After a decade, she had seen her sister for a week before discovering she was an assassin and watching her take her own life.
Sam had voiced his wonder over how Rachel knew what he was going to do at each moment. cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly had replied Rachel could see right through his mask, just like cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly herself had always been able to do.
The sun was setting on New York, and cây ô rô, hoa huệ, holly knew, deep in her gut, the bright trái cam, màu da cam ball of ngọn lửa, chữa cháy was setting on thêm than just the city.
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: bởi looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...
Civvies
The Broken Butterfly
Dark. Sick. Twsted. Name it whatever. I just had it on my mind.
Let’s go to sleep; Close our eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
We know the pain that theyve indured.
Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlet blood bath feels so right. . 
Dream of blood tickling down,
And wake up just before we drown.
The moonlight’s shining off our tears,
As we bleed out our own worst fears. 
So tonight we start to cry,
And sing...
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Let’s go to sleep; Close our eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
We know the pain that theyve indured.
Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlet blood bath feels so right. .
Silver Metal Shines So Bright. Scarlet Blood Bath Feels So Right......
Dream of blood tickling down,
And wake up just before we drown.
The moonlight’s shining off our tears,
As we bleed out our own worst fears.
Moolight Shines Off Our Tears.....As We Bleed Out Our Worst Fears.....
So tonight we start to cry,
And sing...
