Category Young Justice 2.0

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Jack wasn’t bothered. He just wasn’t. He’d been playing the game a long time. The fact he was the only remaining member of the Royal Flush gang had taught him a thing or two about himself. Mainly that he was awesome. He’d robbed and fought and killed with the best of them. And now he was here: kicking back in jeans and T-shirt, looking like James Dean in his leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, inside an unlit armoury aboard an empty Watchtower. He was living the dream. Heroes were gone and he’d found himself in the favour of one of the most dangerously inspired geniuses on the planet. Even the itching of the synthetic eye behind his patch couldn’t get him down. Yes, it was a good day to be Jack.

Albert Desmond was not sharing in the feelings of relaxation...

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The humming rose and fell, along with that strange, warm tickle that ran up the spine and out to the ends of every finger. Artemis flexed her fists open and closed when the room finished pixelating from the forest into the cool steel Watchtower transporter room.

The room was still. Quiet. They all realised this at once. Compared to the ominous hum of the jungle and the thinly veiled barbarism of Grodd’s Brute-opia it felt somewhat uneasy. They should have felt calm and peace. All that washed over them was unease. Each of them felt, in a unifying instant, a brewing sensation. Fate was percolating. A glance was exchanged between each of them.

“Home again home again…” Garrett said to break the quiet, stepping off the platform.

As the others followed him down, Redbird stayed put...

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Velocity took a step away from her friends toward the bubble of darkness. “Requiem?” She’d made the name mistake enough times for one day. Right now she couldn’t risk doing anything that would cause more hard feelings. “Can you hear me? It’s okay now. The guys in masks are taken care of. It’s really okay.” Her voice didn’t seem to travel past the end of her fingertips. Certainly there was no change in the inky blackness that hid Robert from their sight.

“Do… do you think he can even hear you in there, Vel?” the Green Teen said with a frown. He looked over the black sphere, looking for any fissures. “Maybe…” He took a step back and leveled his left arm. A gout of flame erupted from the ring, then focused to a narrow, cutting torch like point...

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Robert watched the two interact… the concern and affection of old friends, even at their age. It was a feeling he knew little if, though he understood it in principle. There was a connection there. He felt himself for the first time really wanting to experience that kind of camaraderie for himself. Unfortunately, the feeling that overtook him was of a different nature.

“Isn’t that sweet” a whispered voice said to the black-cloaked teen. Robert glanced to one side and saw a movement in the shadows and the glitter of gold, like light flickering from a shard of avarice. “A lovely story of boy meets girl meets boyfriend.” Another wave of emotion struck Robert, even without him reaching out for it. It surrounded him, centered on a tiny point to his right, but its power was overwhelming.

The...

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Teen Lantern reached the end of his arcing ballistic trajectory. Touching down in front of the building he paused. Nobody had ever heard of a Teen Lantern, so he commanded his ring to alter his costume, and took on the appearance of a member of the Green Lantern Corps. Silently he passed through the stone and steel of the building’s wall and emerged in the lobby of the building. A security guard looked at him and started to laugh.

“Green Lantern!” He said between bursts of laughter. “They’re in the ba… heh… ba… Bwahahaha!”The guard doubled over, clutching his sides, slowly regaining his composure. “Basement.”

Nodding, Scott flew through the corridors to the elevator and pulled open the doors. He shot down the shaft like a rocket...

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Once Kyle realised how far he could go into the upper atmosphere, flying across country wasn’t that bad, a few hours tops. He was currently resting on a park bench in one of his favorite places in the world; Gotham City. There was almost no one about, and those who were either were looting or wandering aimlessly, fear stricken all over their faces.

“Hey you!” One older man called out to Kyle, “You’re one of them aren’t you? You gotta costume! Do something! Bring them back!”

“Sir, believe me, that is first on my list but right now as confused as you are and pretty wiped.”

The man looked like he was gonna argue more but he just walked away, he looked… broken. Kyle felt horrible but he had to keep going. He stood up and, still getting used to his new outfit, pulled at his mask...

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Annoyed, was how Erin was feeling, annoyed and alone. Her mother had been missing for a full week, along with apparently the parents of any and everyone else around her. Whatever was going on she hadn’t a clue but it was starting to get out of control around Detroit. Ha, okay so that was a little obvious, but Detroit in an even deeper state of chaos was a truly hellish place to be indeed. She gave her large gray wings a shake to clear away any creeping feelings of anxiety that threatened to overwhelm her. She’d never been without her mother, and even though she was practically grown, she realized she still needed her. She still didn’t know everything about herself, like who her father was and why he was kept such a secret all this time?

The only person she could think of to talk to...

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Artemis pulled the comm from her belt and thumbed open a channel open to their teammates.”Tweet Tweet, Redbird. Sitrep.”

“I have good news and I have bad news,” Redbird’s voice crackled to life, “the good news is we have an ally.”

“Casey?” Artemis said hopefully.

“No,” the Girl Wonder said flatly. “One of the gorillas – the prince actually. He’s going to help us deactivate the gorilla bomb.”

“Gorilla bomb?” The archer’s brow rose and with it her eyes which looked at Rett. Her expression bordered somewhere between curiosity and concern. “Something tells me that’s not strapping a load of C-4 to a silverback and giving them the old heave ho out of an airplane.”

“Let me put it this way,” Redbird said sarcastically into the ear piece, “This thing goes off your bikini wax will cost the...

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Diana kept close to the wall, crouching as she scurried along it’s cool steel plating. She was following the map in her head from the terminal. Left. Straight. Straight. Left. Right. Every so often she would glance back over her shoulder and check that the boy genius was still with her.

He stayed close, and smiled that almost goofy smile each time she looked at him from under her dark hood.

Artemis looked down. The bow felt good in her hands, reassuring. She flexed the arrow’s fletching against its string. It was like having her arm back. After this whole day she was itching to plant its steel tip in Grodd. Deep.

The archer heard footsteps ahead. She held up a fist, stopping them both. These halls were too bright for her tastes, not enough places to hide...

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“Follow me and stick to the shadows.” Redbird whispered as she crept through the door with Ishmael right on her heels. She cursed Artemis for making her take Ishmael along. She could move faster and quieter if she didn’t have a walking tuna following her. “And keep quiet.”

Ishmael nodded. He had been out of the water for a while now and it was starting to become uncomfortable. He knew he could last a bit longer on the surface, but he needed to be back in the water and soon or else he could begin to be in trouble. He followed the yellow haired girl as she crept down the corridor; their foot falls making a whispered sound across the stone floor as they walked.

In the distance Ishmael could hear the chattering of, what the others called gorillas all conversing in almost inaudible grunts t...