Category Young Justice 2.0

Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.18

pg2-avIshmael enjoyed the quiet. He did not enjoy that he had to be here in this room but at least there was nobody talking to him. Even the computer had him alone for a moment.

Ishmael had been using the time to hone his senses. For some time Jackson Hyde had been teaching him to suppress his ability to sense electric impulses since in the modern world it was too much for one person to handle.

But he’d been using the solitude to attempt to focus it. He was trying to blur out background noise and focus on specific locations. And that was when he realized a strong throb of bio-electricity was emanating above and behind him. He’d traced the signals as they raced through the tower and now they floated over him with an intensity he’d never felt before.

And this was when a girl flew into him fr...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.17

pg2-avThere were moments, however brief, when Casey would second-guess her ‘career path.’ Most people were sensible enough to listen when she asked them to get off the streets and go home were it was safe. Then there were the knuckleheads who chose to ignore her request, and found themselves neck-deep in trouble with that element of society that always seemed to try and take advantage of a bad situation by making it worse. It was this lowest common denomination of society, made brave enough by their knives and guns to ignore the warnings of the flying teenager to stop being jerk-wads to everyone else and go home too.

Since splitting up with Scott, Casey had managed to put a stop to half a dozen muggings, nearly as many storefront robberies, three car-jackings, one townhouse fire, ferried at le...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.16

Ishmael did not like machines. He did not like things that he could not work or that could not work themselves. Nature occured around him and this he understood. Things that needed to be controlled by men felt untrustworthy. And he did not like thinking about the kinds of people who enjoyed controlling them.

None the less for all his awkwardness Ishmael was not a stupid person. The only sign of life he’d seen since Jackson Hyde vanished was the two figures who had stepped onto the device before him and disappeared. He did not like to follow clues and perform grand acts like Jackson Hyde and his friends but right now he couldn’t of what else to do.

He approached the machine. He looked around it and touched it now and then with his webbed palms...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.15

artemis-avThe hum of the Justice League teleport tube echoed through the empty Watchtower. The two young heroes stepped out and surveyed the room.

“We need to find out what’s going on.” Redbird walked up to the computer banks. “Hopefully, I can get in.” The Girl Wonder sat down at the computer and started typing.

The teen huntress leaned over her shoulder for a moment, but following those keystrokes was like reading Kryptonian for Dee. Eventually she stepped back and found her self pacing.

Several minutes passed before the smaller girl slammed her fists against the keyboard. “Damnit!”

Artemis was drawn back to the station. “Problem?”

“It’s no good.” The Scarlet Squire pushed away from the panel. “I can’t get through. The encryption is too tight.”

The Teen Huntress was already on the move...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.14

requiem-avRobert sat in the kitchen with his back against the wall. The door to the living room was just to his right, and his naturally-enhanced senses seemed to have little trouble hearing into the other room. It was made even easier by the volume of the two women on the other side… two women, he would have liked to point out, who were arguing over his future.

“He needs this, Cassie. And he isn’t a child anymore.” That was Robert’s mother, defending his right to choose his own destiny. He found this kind of ironic, since he’d heard it was normally the parentthat was over-concerned with the child’s choices, and not the aunt. “Besides, I want him to know that I trust him to make the right decisions.”

“You know the destiny she foresaw, Donna.” That was Aunt Cassie, a.k.a. Wonder Woman...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.13

velocity-avThere was definitely not enough green on the canvas. Stepping back to give the unfinished work a critical eye, Lillian Allen stumbled over an open can of orange sunset and landed on her backside on the paint splattered dropcloth. “Oh! Right there…” Jumping to her feet, the teen tornado, worked her brush in thick, fast strokes to add the perfect touch of green to her latest wall-sized masterpiece.

A breeze rustled the dropcloth. “Hey little flower,” said Lilly’s father. She turned to see him standing there in his Flash uniform, a smile on his face. “Want to help me with a little thing downtown?”

Taking in her dad’s choice of clothing, Lilly nodded instantly. “I’d love to. But… we have to stop by Brighton Art Shoppe on the way home. I’m almost out of daiquiri red.”

The Scarlet Speedste...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.12

Ishmael had become accustomed to the solitary sound of the alert. He began to wonder if, in his small room, anyone else would be aware of it or if he sat alone waiting for help that may not arrive. What if, like this tower, the other buildings frequented by Jackson Hyde and his friends were equally cold, sad and empty.

Then he heard it. From the room opposite came the faintest sound. He couldn’t tell it was a footstep, a bump or a machine engaging but even through the thick metal walls his strong sense of hearing allowed him to notice it. He got up and raced to the wall it had come from.

Not knowing what else to do he called out.

“Hello? Hello, Mr. Computer. I need to go to the place on the other side of the wall.”

The alert stopped but the red light continued to flash and the scre...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.11

redbird-avThe young pair of heroes stepped out into the street. It seemed quiet for New York City. Normally, this early in the evening the streets would be bustling with people, but this wasn’t the case. The few people could be spotted hurried to some unknown destination with an almost nervous desperation. It was uncomfortably quiet.

“I dunno, Red…” Artemis pulled her black hood back down. An abandoned newspaper whipped across their path. She watched it go. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

“Me too.” Redbird’s fingers nervously drummed against her thigh. “We have to figure out what happened. Our best option is to get to the tower.”

They cautiously moved down the block.”The Museum?” The archer’s brow furrowed a little in thought.

Years ago, after the Titans had been disbanded to take up th...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.10

Ishmael was nervous. He didn’t like being here although he knew he would be safe. Jackson Hyde had promised he would be.

Though right now Jackson Hyde wasn’t here and that made him nervous. He was wearing the jacket, shirt, pants, hat, shoes and shades Jackson Hyde had left in a bag for him at the place they should meet.

Jackson Hyde had been there but he wasn’t anymore. There were no signs of him. It was meant to be their weekly integration lesson but Ishmael was finding it hard to integrate without advice.

Still, Jackson Hyde had told him if there is one place in the world you blend in and don’t get noticed then it was here. New York City. So he was safe but not at all happy.

For a start he had to wear these clothes and he was not able to filter feed which left him very h...

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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.9

bb-avThe sound of a straw bouncing from side to side in a cup set a pattern among the chaos of electrical hums of the unnaturally dark studio apartment. Perched in a leather computer chair, Garrett watched the screens mounted on the wall before him. The young man looked as if he had just rolled out of bed, his blue tipped hair ruffled in a feathery mess and his only clothes, a pair of grey cotton pajama bottoms, wrinkled and worn. His eyes skipped over the complex equations and lines of code scrolling before him.

“You can’t hide from me.” A mysterious signal had skipped across the spectrum of frequencies a little under a week ago and had caught his attention. He was always up for a challenge, and this channel was advanced to say the least...

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