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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
Wings of the Knight Ch. Two - YJ Chapter Two
Have you ever wondered what the world would be like without its precious Batman to save it? Quite a thought, really--Gotham without the Dark Knight. Would anyone mourn, or would the people be grateful? What would become of the city? The Justice League? Robin? Imagine a day without the Bat. Now imagine a lifetime... Can you see the future, little bird? Because I can. And it's beautiful.
The man awoke with a jerk, shooting into a sitting position before crying out in pain and falling back into the pillows that surrounded him as an echo-y laugh continued to ring across his subconscious mind, playing on an endless loop that both terrified and annoyed him. He stifled a groan and squeezed his eyes shut against the light that surrounded him... patrol had been a nightmare the night before, and his body-wide agony must have contributed to the viciously twisted dream that followed soon after he had fallen into be
Wings of the Knight Ch. One - YJ Chapter One:
Inky darkness that enveloped the notorious city in more ways than one fell like a smothering blanket across cracked brick buildings that towered across an invisible skyline back dropped against the barely-existent light of the clouded half moon. Hours had passed since any human eye would have been able to discern an object farther than half an inch away, offering an inviting solace to the midnight-clad man lurking in the endless shadows high above the city's dilapidated streets. To him, the night was a welcome home that aided him in his eternal--yet at times precarious--quest for the lighter side of good and evil's the ever-changing balance, though this had not always been the case. Once, so long ago, he had feared the darkness; he had cowered like a child in the face of gloom before, in it, he had found the one thing he longed for most in the aftermath of tragedy--understanding, solace, family. And yet, as he grew in the darkness, it
Two Steps Toward Hell - YJNo one was really sure where they had come from, only that they had arrivedby however meanswith a fierce, violent vengeance. Alien race enacting a hostile takeover to secure new breeding grounds? Ancient people that had somehow been thriving, dormant, near the Earth's core for millions of years? Top secret, ultra-hush-hush government-funded military mass-experiment gone horribly, terribly wrong? At this point, it no longer mattered. By now, the Justice League had not only taken out all the stops, but blown them up and pounded any remaining pieces blocking their way into dust. The heroes' sacred No Kill policy had temporarily been disbanded when it had become apparent that there was no reasoning with and no containing the things, and the safety of everyonemeaning the entire goddamn human racebecame top priority number one. Well, more than it normally was, that is.
But after just a few days, the League's main goal had gone from watching over bill
A Beating Heart: Chapter 13
"Who is the betrayer?
Who's the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn't make a sound?"
It seemed, for a moment, that everyone-even Time, himself-was holding their breath as they waited for what would happen next. Everything paused for a moment, speeding up just enough to a pace that could be considered something akin to slow-motion as Mirana came to her senses and began to make her way to help her fallen friend, before returning full force as guards rushed to escort their Queen away to a safer place. Nothing like this had happened since the death--murder by their own daughter--of the High Royals, Mirana and Iracebeth's parents. The White Queen felt her throat close slightly at the memory as she was being pulled away from the scene of slowly out-breaking panic. More guards were pouring from the doors, trying to escort everyone away-Andrea was frantically trying to g
A Beating Heart: Chapter 12
"Seal my heart
And break my pride.
There's nowhere to run
And nowhere to hide."
Oh, dear Lord, what have I gotten myself into? Hamish thought as he made his way through the halls of Marmoreal at a brisk pace. After Mirana had sent him off to check on Tarrant, he had stood in the hall for several moments debating how he was to go about this. Based on the look the Hatter had when he made his quick retreat from the room, his mental state was going to be less sane than normal. Even though he had been here several days, Hamish did not know the madman well enough to be absolutely sure that he would not be injured upon stepping foot into the workshop the most likely place he had fled to. And if that were the case,
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