Kyra woke up with an itch on her leg and her hands on her back. She scoffed, disgruntled, and leaned back against another warm figure. "This is why I need to carry a switchblade with me at all times, Dad," she muttered. Behind her, Dick chuckled softly.
Feeling the bindings on her wrists, she found the material was rough and thick, but was also cold. It was rope, but not a normal rope. It was made of something like steel. Kyra have to look at it to actually see it, though. But for now, she simply sat there, awkwardly tied to her brother, on... what was this? A boat? For once she took in her surroundings. She was, in fact, in the hull of a sailing ship, already rocking back and forth. Dim sunlight broke through the cracks in the ceiling above, flashing onto her bare feet. They'd taken nothing really. She could still feel her cell phone in her pocket, and the ear buds leading to her iPod were still in her ears. But for some reason, they'd taken her shoes. She stared at her feet, puzzled, when a trapdoor opened and sunlight flooded her. Thank god I'm wearing sunglasses, she thought. But even still she winced away. She felt Dick nearly giggling at her, himself being encased in shadows. As a masculine figure walked up to the both of them, she pinched her brother, making him stop laughing instantly and instead wincing in pain.
"Glad to see bạn two awake," someone said. It was a high voice, and clearly female. Kind of sugary sweet... it didn't belong to the figure in front of the two. As the door closed to the deck of the ship, Kyra's eyes adjusted to the new shadow. thêm feminine, curvy. Wearing something that resembled an ôliu, ô liu green bathing suit. Kyra felt something rise behind her and slip off her hat and sunglasses. It then proceeded to pull her earphones out. "I think bạn know who I am... I certainly know who bạn two are." The figure laughed and leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp into the twin's faces.
"Huh. Poison Ivy?" She grinned evilly, and Dick simply smirked back. "What would bạn want with two kids? Money, fame..." She was looking at Kyra now, one eyebrow raised. "I've heard you're a smart girl, darling. I think bạn can figure it out."
"Revenge." She nodded. "Good. Want to hear a story?" Kyra shook her head no, and Ivy grasped the teenager's cheeks, sending a sharp pain through. "Well, bạn get to. Something bạn look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to before bạn die." She pressed her nails into Dick's veins and some liquid surged out. Of course. It was just like Ivy to kill people with poison. That was her name, after all. "Okay, here we go!" She sat on the masculine figure, which the two figured out to be a simple plant. Ugh, Kyra thought. I really wish I had kept that switchblade.
Feeling the bindings on her wrists, she found the material was rough and thick, but was also cold. It was rope, but not a normal rope. It was made of something like steel. Kyra have to look at it to actually see it, though. But for now, she simply sat there, awkwardly tied to her brother, on... what was this? A boat? For once she took in her surroundings. She was, in fact, in the hull of a sailing ship, already rocking back and forth. Dim sunlight broke through the cracks in the ceiling above, flashing onto her bare feet. They'd taken nothing really. She could still feel her cell phone in her pocket, and the ear buds leading to her iPod were still in her ears. But for some reason, they'd taken her shoes. She stared at her feet, puzzled, when a trapdoor opened and sunlight flooded her. Thank god I'm wearing sunglasses, she thought. But even still she winced away. She felt Dick nearly giggling at her, himself being encased in shadows. As a masculine figure walked up to the both of them, she pinched her brother, making him stop laughing instantly and instead wincing in pain.
"Glad to see bạn two awake," someone said. It was a high voice, and clearly female. Kind of sugary sweet... it didn't belong to the figure in front of the two. As the door closed to the deck of the ship, Kyra's eyes adjusted to the new shadow. thêm feminine, curvy. Wearing something that resembled an ôliu, ô liu green bathing suit. Kyra felt something rise behind her and slip off her hat and sunglasses. It then proceeded to pull her earphones out. "I think bạn know who I am... I certainly know who bạn two are." The figure laughed and leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp into the twin's faces.
"Huh. Poison Ivy?" She grinned evilly, and Dick simply smirked back. "What would bạn want with two kids? Money, fame..." She was looking at Kyra now, one eyebrow raised. "I've heard you're a smart girl, darling. I think bạn can figure it out."
"Revenge." She nodded. "Good. Want to hear a story?" Kyra shook her head no, and Ivy grasped the teenager's cheeks, sending a sharp pain through. "Well, bạn get to. Something bạn look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to before bạn die." She pressed her nails into Dick's veins and some liquid surged out. Of course. It was just like Ivy to kill people with poison. That was her name, after all. "Okay, here we go!" She sat on the masculine figure, which the two figured out to be a simple plant. Ugh, Kyra thought. I really wish I had kept that switchblade.
Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of thêm Troubles"
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The hiển thị is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up bởi security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if bạn can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The hiển thị is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up bởi security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if bạn can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
Scott-Civies
Rylan-civies
“When we take revenge against another, we lose some of our innocence”, that’s what they tell me. So I guess I Mất tích all of my innocence. Oh well, I Mất tích it early, might as well have gotten rid of it. See people throw ngẫu nhiên trích dẫn everywhere, a lot of them don’t seem to apply to me.
“When bạn get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to cú đấm the person,” And it only takes 4 thêm to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
“When bạn get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to cú đấm the person,” And it only takes 4 thêm to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
