Hauntings part II-Family
Walking down the hallway of my apartment, I strapped on my fingerless-gloves tightly. I reached up to push the swinging door open, but paused.
Drifting in from the living room was a melody played bởi not 1, but 2 pairs of nimble hands. I listened to the tune for a moment before entering the living space.
Jasper didn't look up as I entered, and neither did his partner. Her wings stretched relaxingly behind her, her clear eyes forwarded in concentration, Immunity looked much thêm healthy, and happy, than she had a week before.
Allowing the door to lung lay, swing closed, I sat down on the đi văng tiếp theo to a half-awake Alek and watched the 2 finished their performance.
As the last note faded, Immunity looked up to Jasper. "How was that?" she asked? Jasper smiled and directed his gaze to her.
"Excellent," he said. "You are a quick learner." Immunity blushed and looked at her hands now folded in her lap.
Since her rescue, Immunity had spent the long hours of the ngày soaring above Gotham. That is, up until the point she had discovered her knack for playing the piano. Jasper, a very skilled pianist, had offered to teach her. He came to the apartment early in the mornings to give her a lesson before the hectic ngày began.
All 4 of us turned as the window tiếp theo to the đàn piano opened and Nic came in through the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy escape.
"Morning, team," he greeted. "Ready to face the day?"
Several of the other heros and heroins on of the Jr. Justice League sparred together, perfecting their skills. But as I stood beside Nightwing, I kept my eyes trained on Batgirl and Robin. They seemed evenly matched. One would manage to get an advantage, then the other would find a gap in his/her opponents defense. They were neck and neck, toe and toe. Robin launched a kick at Batgirl. She caught his foot and flipped him. He landed, leapt up, and swept her feet out from under her. Before the computer registered the fail, Batgirl was back on her feet, ready for another attack.
"Your call," Nightwing đã đưa ý kiến after ten phút of the ever wavering match.
"Draw," I decided. The two masked batlings nodded and began murmuring to each other, discussing their tactics.
"Silver," Nightwing said, "did bạn learn anything from this?" I knew his request to watch his siblings spar was for educational purposes and he wanted a review of their various attacks. Instead, I went with my own hypothesis.
"If bạn put two of Batman's protégés together, bạn get a spar session that will go on for all of eternity" I said. He paused a moment, then nodded.
That's what I admired bởi Nightwing. He considered my odd các câu trả lời before shooting them down. It reminded me a bit of my father. I bit back a smile, imagining the Dark Night's oldest student dressed in a lab áo, áo khoác and spectacles. Doctor Nightwing.
"And why do bạn think that is?" he asked finally. I thought over my answer carefully.
"Because they are both trained bởi the same mentor, and therefore posses many of the same skills," I said.
"And?" he prompted.
"Many of the same weaknesses," I continued.
"Right," Nightwing đã đưa ý kiến finally satisfied. "And how would-" He was cut off as the holo-screen appeared tiếp theo to the sparring deck. On the screen was Batman. All fighting was halted and the attention was on the screen.
"Nigthwing," he said, "I need bạn to get 4 squads together and send them to my coordinates. Immediately. Người dơi out." Before the screen had even fully disappeared, Nightwing was dishing out squads to the present members of the team.
Batgirl- Aisling- Fang
Conner- overly excited Cassie.
Mercy-myself.
Robin- Lyla- himself.
Nightwing then gave us each a pair of coordinates and a rendezvous point.
And we each headed out the zeta tubes and to our destinations.
The squads are ngẫu nhiên pairings. Sorry if I offend anyone. It was not my intention.
Walking down the hallway of my apartment, I strapped on my fingerless-gloves tightly. I reached up to push the swinging door open, but paused.
Drifting in from the living room was a melody played bởi not 1, but 2 pairs of nimble hands. I listened to the tune for a moment before entering the living space.
Jasper didn't look up as I entered, and neither did his partner. Her wings stretched relaxingly behind her, her clear eyes forwarded in concentration, Immunity looked much thêm healthy, and happy, than she had a week before.
Allowing the door to lung lay, swing closed, I sat down on the đi văng tiếp theo to a half-awake Alek and watched the 2 finished their performance.
As the last note faded, Immunity looked up to Jasper. "How was that?" she asked? Jasper smiled and directed his gaze to her.
"Excellent," he said. "You are a quick learner." Immunity blushed and looked at her hands now folded in her lap.
Since her rescue, Immunity had spent the long hours of the ngày soaring above Gotham. That is, up until the point she had discovered her knack for playing the piano. Jasper, a very skilled pianist, had offered to teach her. He came to the apartment early in the mornings to give her a lesson before the hectic ngày began.
All 4 of us turned as the window tiếp theo to the đàn piano opened and Nic came in through the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy escape.
"Morning, team," he greeted. "Ready to face the day?"
Several of the other heros and heroins on of the Jr. Justice League sparred together, perfecting their skills. But as I stood beside Nightwing, I kept my eyes trained on Batgirl and Robin. They seemed evenly matched. One would manage to get an advantage, then the other would find a gap in his/her opponents defense. They were neck and neck, toe and toe. Robin launched a kick at Batgirl. She caught his foot and flipped him. He landed, leapt up, and swept her feet out from under her. Before the computer registered the fail, Batgirl was back on her feet, ready for another attack.
"Your call," Nightwing đã đưa ý kiến after ten phút of the ever wavering match.
"Draw," I decided. The two masked batlings nodded and began murmuring to each other, discussing their tactics.
"Silver," Nightwing said, "did bạn learn anything from this?" I knew his request to watch his siblings spar was for educational purposes and he wanted a review of their various attacks. Instead, I went with my own hypothesis.
"If bạn put two of Batman's protégés together, bạn get a spar session that will go on for all of eternity" I said. He paused a moment, then nodded.
That's what I admired bởi Nightwing. He considered my odd các câu trả lời before shooting them down. It reminded me a bit of my father. I bit back a smile, imagining the Dark Night's oldest student dressed in a lab áo, áo khoác and spectacles. Doctor Nightwing.
"And why do bạn think that is?" he asked finally. I thought over my answer carefully.
"Because they are both trained bởi the same mentor, and therefore posses many of the same skills," I said.
"And?" he prompted.
"Many of the same weaknesses," I continued.
"Right," Nightwing đã đưa ý kiến finally satisfied. "And how would-" He was cut off as the holo-screen appeared tiếp theo to the sparring deck. On the screen was Batman. All fighting was halted and the attention was on the screen.
"Nigthwing," he said, "I need bạn to get 4 squads together and send them to my coordinates. Immediately. Người dơi out." Before the screen had even fully disappeared, Nightwing was dishing out squads to the present members of the team.
Batgirl- Aisling- Fang
Conner- overly excited Cassie.
Mercy-myself.
Robin- Lyla- himself.
Nightwing then gave us each a pair of coordinates and a rendezvous point.
And we each headed out the zeta tubes and to our destinations.
The squads are ngẫu nhiên pairings. Sorry if I offend anyone. It was not my intention.
The Clash-
SNEAK PEEK
"A biological attack has affected the greater part of New York City. A green fog rose from the streets this morning in downtown New York. Despite interventions of the Justice League & Young Justice, New York has been stranded from all help. Monsters are being formed from what we are told is 'Gamma Radiation'. But the main câu hỏi everyone is asking is not "How will we save those who have been affected" Rather the câu hỏi is: Where is New York's protector? Where is the Spiderman? And did he truly end the masked vigilante Red Revenge, now known as Samuel Grant?"
Should I publish?
SNEAK PEEK
"A biological attack has affected the greater part of New York City. A green fog rose from the streets this morning in downtown New York. Despite interventions of the Justice League & Young Justice, New York has been stranded from all help. Monsters are being formed from what we are told is 'Gamma Radiation'. But the main câu hỏi everyone is asking is not "How will we save those who have been affected" Rather the câu hỏi is: Where is New York's protector? Where is the Spiderman? And did he truly end the masked vigilante Red Revenge, now known as Samuel Grant?"
Should I publish?
Epilogue-
2 weeks later...
Artemis landed on the rooftop, bow drawn.
"Relax, it's me." Revenge said, emerging from the shadows.
Artemis cocked her head, but didn't let go of her bow hoặc arrow. "What do bạn want Revenge?"
"I've changed my mind." Revenge said. "I'll tham gia the Team on one condition."
"What condition?" Artemis asked.
"You listen to what I have to say."
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"Assassin."
"Master."
Cheshire bowed before Ra's Al Ghul.
"Your mission was a success?"
"Yes master." Cheshire handed her leader a disc which he inserted into a computer. "Holly's true loyalties were proven."
The screen behind Ra's Al Ghul lit up revealing a familiar face.
"And another of the "heroe's" identities belongs to...the Light."
TO BE CONTINUED...
2 weeks later...
Artemis landed on the rooftop, bow drawn.
"Relax, it's me." Revenge said, emerging from the shadows.
Artemis cocked her head, but didn't let go of her bow hoặc arrow. "What do bạn want Revenge?"
"I've changed my mind." Revenge said. "I'll tham gia the Team on one condition."
"What condition?" Artemis asked.
"You listen to what I have to say."
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"Assassin."
"Master."
Cheshire bowed before Ra's Al Ghul.
"Your mission was a success?"
"Yes master." Cheshire handed her leader a disc which he inserted into a computer. "Holly's true loyalties were proven."
The screen behind Ra's Al Ghul lit up revealing a familiar face.
"And another of the "heroe's" identities belongs to...the Light."
TO BE CONTINUED...