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Young Justice 2.0 – A World Without Justice 1.19

bb-av“Not so damn tight!” Redbird winced. “Are you wanting to keep me from breathing?”

Diana secured the flexicast’s lashes tight along the girl’s back. “Will it keep you from talking?”

Redbird smirked as she pulled her top back down, “Funny.” She looked down at the archer’s leg,”You need help with that?”

She stepped back, looking at her thigh. The bandage was soaked a deep crimson with her blood. A sigh fell from her lips, “Nah.” Despite what she said she still cringed a little as she pulled the adhesive loose. Even in the heat of the moment, Redbird had done an exceptional job of removing the arrowhead without exacerbating the damage. “It’s just a flesh wound.”

She sat down, carefully cleaning out wound...

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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 1.9

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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