His Brown Eyes Ch.2: Haunted- B10k2. Haunted
"Go away, Kenny," Devlin mumbled sleepily, rolling over and covering his head with his blanket. There was a snort from the side of his bed, and he quickly realized, even in his groggy state, that it was not his adopted brother standing in his room. "Kenny ?"
"Guess again, short stuff," a rather pretty female voice replied. Devlin flipped the bedspread off his head and peered at his guest, his eyes widening when he saw that it was Gwendolyn.
"Uh Hi, Aunt Gwendolyn," He greeted rather shyly.
"Your mom sent me to come get you guys for breakfast," she replied. As he fully gained consciousness, Devlin saw that his 'aunt' was almost entirely clad in blue, her long red hair with streaks of blonde tied in a ponytail. She had her arms crossed at her chest and a smile across her lips, all traces of the sadness from the night before gone. "Why don't you get ready while I go attempt to rouse Kenny," she s
Wings of the Knight Ch. Seven - YJ Chapter Seven:
The memories hurt. They burned her heart and her mind, just as if they were her own. She felt the pain, the love, the heartbreak, the joy, the agony... it tingled through her bodythrough her soulnot losing any of its potency even with her second pass. Every tragic flash cut her deeply, while each blurred smile mended the wounds. It was all so much... and it held more than she had ever before experienced in her too-long, too-pain-filled existence. More emotion, more passion, more life. And it confused her, saddened her, excited her, made her yearn simply to understand why. He was so familiarso similarand yet he wasn't the same. As the broken, frayed threads of some other world wove themselves together before her eyes, she stared, stricken, not understanding as tears trailed their way, unbidden, down her viridian cheeks.
Wings of the Knight Ch. Six - YJ Chapter Six
As the Batmobile's neon-bright, interior clock clicked just past three in the morning, all was silent save the sleek car's sophisticated purring through the blackened night. To any sparse passerby that happened to be moseying along the winding, abandoned back road framed on either side by lush, dark greens, it would seem as though the early morning was still and undisturbed; the vehicle employed no overly-bright headlights to guide its wayfor stealth purposes, of courseand the feline-volumed engine gave no indication of its passing from afar. Even so, the car's driverand singularly alert passengerknew the worn path well enough to exempt himself from such otherwise-necessary measures, having become familiar with every curve, bump, and skid across the pavement over past years.
The dark-clad man gripping the wheel spared a glance to his right, a soft, seldom-se
Warriors Never Smile - YJA hero of war; that's what I'll be
And, when I come home, they'll be so proud of me
I'll carry this flag to the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love, and a flag that I trust
Warriors Never Smile
Rain fell from the grey-tinted, clouded sky in thickets, pouring across everything it touched and soaking the path it roamed over to the very core with its icy, spiking fingers. There was no escaping its graspthose who held umbrellas watched as water flew off their shields' edges, splashing already-saturated midnight slacks; though most had given up any attempt to stay even some small degree dry. The crowd gathered in the storm was small, yet still substantially sized in all such circumstances; there was, however, no denying that he had been well respected by everyone that he had touched. Here, on the Surface World, there would be no proper burialhe would be taken home for a more traditional Atlanean ceremonybut they had wanted so send their tea
Wings of the Knight Ch. Five - YJ Chapter Five
The tense silence that followed Miss Martian's heated departure from the room seemed deafening, broken only by the weak-but-steady chirps emitting from the semi-stranger's heart monitor, and hung over the unsure Team's heads as the various members looked toward their leaders for guidancesome to Alqualad, appointed command of Young Justice; others to Batman, JLA commander and revered mentor of their most experienced comrade. It was Robin who focused solely on the latter, not even thinking to turn to his friend during such a time. Yes, the Boy Wonder was well aware that the Atlantean teen happened to be, physically, the oldest of the Junior Justice League, but his mission exposure was far less than heor even the at-times-immature Kid Flashpossessed. From a practical standpoint, there was little steadiness to be taken from the actions of someone with less experience, regardless of his or her levelheadedness; and f
His Brown Eyes Ch.1: Nightmares - B10k1. Nightmares
"Out of my way, boy!" A long, black tentacle wrapped itself around Devlin's waist before hurling him across the room. He gasped in pain as he hit the wall, tears staining his dark eyes. His own father didn't want him. Kevin 11,000 advanced towards his enemy, Ben 10,000, ready to exact his revenge; a feat that proved more important than the safety of his own flesh and blood.
There was a slam, and suddenly the room was filled with a bright light. Devlin rolled over, covering his face with his pillow as he squeezed his eyes further shut. "Go away," he mumbled sleepily, though silently thankful that his intruder had awoken him from his nightmare.
"Get up, you sleepyhead!" Kenny, his adopted brother, shouted, leaping onto Devlin's bed.
"Go away, Kenny!" he moaned, burrowing further into the warm
It's a Conspiracy - BTAFIt's a Conspiracy
Please speak softly
For they will hear us
And they'll find out
Why we don't trust them
Hushed voices resounded through the old garage; bouncing off the stone walls and sounding like thunder against the still silence of the night. A green and black muscle car was pulled up in one of the spaces, and the rest of the cramped building was covered in various tools, alien tech, and empty smoothie containers. All this was normal, and to the naked eyes, nothing would seem amiss; not even the two figures present in the garage at this ungodly hour. There was, however, something very wrong.
Speak up dear
'Cause I cannot hear you
I need to know
Why we don't trust them
She had called him close to one in the morning, crying. He had barely been able to understand a thing she was saying, and he was tempted to slam down the receiver the minute she asked whether or not it was he. He
Wings of the Knight Ch. Four - YJ Chapter Four
Tension hung thick and heavy like a damp woolen blanket over the small, white-washed room as the Team gazed nervously at their frozen teammate. While Batman continued to dress the fallen man's numerous wounds, the younger Team stood by in a way that could only be described as awkward, unsure of what to do or how to react. So much had happened in the last hour that was not according to any sort of plan or scenario they had ever trained for, and some of the newer heroes were vastly unprepared. Noticing this, the Dark Knight did the only thing he could: watch out for his own. "Robin, come help me with this," he asked quietly, hoping to distract at least his son from the worry that floated through the air like an annoying little firefly. The Boy Wonder nodded silently, obediently moving to aide his mentor with the task of clearing blood from their charge's face with a damp cloth and disinfectant. Carefully maneuvering himself around
Wings of the Knight Ch. Three - YJ Chapter Three
When Batman reentered the hospital room, he found the manhis enemystruggling to stand at the side of the plastic-railed bed, one hand clutching at the scratchy sheets for some kind stability, the other out in front of him in an effort to balance. "You're being released into Justice League care after you've been deemed stable," the caped man scowled, making to move to help. Though he was capable of empathy, it was not his job to extent such a kindness to the villains he encountered on a daily basis. In the field, behavior like that could result in serious injury or, worse, fatalities. "A nurse should be in shortly to check your vitals."
"Yeah, okay," the injured man gasped through clenched teeth, glaring back at his companion despite knowing that he was in no position for such brash actions. With a curt nod, Batman left for the dim hallway once more, passing a small, brown-haired young