Loud knocks woke me up from my sleep. I figured I would just ignore them.
"Jenny?" called a male voice from behind the door.
"Go away, Chris," I moaned. I pressed my back against the door so he wouldn't try to open it.
"It's me." It was the voice I would recognize anywhere, even in the grave.
I was wondering how it would sound like down there. "What do you want?"
"Can you move away from the door?" Damn, he knew everything.
I sighed and crawled away from the door and leaned against the frame of Anna's bed.
Red Arrow came inside and closed the door behind him. "Jen, I can't bear to see you like this."
I rolled down my sleeves. "You mean, "I can't bear to see a person who almost destroyed an entire city", right?"
He rolled his eyes and sat down next to me. "I can help you, you just need to listen."
I closed my eyes. "No. I'm not going out there."
"Look, it wasn't your fault. You were possessed by Ra's Al-Ghul, remember?"
I cringed, remembering. "If I were a REAL superhero, I would've had the conscious to stop myself. I can't risk that again."
That night was so clear in my mind. I remembered Ra's Al-Ghul's spell; every single word. I could remember the frightened faces of Gotham City's citizens as I destroyed their homes, their buildings...
Their lives.
Red put an arm around my shoulder. "The team is suffering, you know. They know you're depressed and lonely."
I clutched the bloody piece of glass I hid behind my back. "I'm not depressed. I'm just mad at myself."
"For three weeks?" he questioned.
A drop of blood rolled off my arm and splattered on the floor.
He looked at me suspiciously, and took my arm. I didn't even bother stopping him. He rolled up my sleeves, revealing the bloody word, "PERFECT" scratched into my arm.
"Oh my God..." he stared into my eyes, horrified.
I rolled them back down. "It didn't hurt as much," I said quickly. "It's hard to hurt myself nowadays."
"Jeannette, you've got to stop this," he ordered.
"I can't," I admitted. "It's become a routine. I could even do it in my sleep."
He squeezed my hand. "Please. For me?" he begged.
I glared at him. "Why should I? I don't even know your godforsaken name."
That seemed to cut it. He took off his mask, showing glowing green eyes, and pressed his lips to mine. I threw my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.
And though it lasted only five minutes, it felt like a light was shown upon my face. I couldn't think about anything else, only the fact that I needed him more anything.
"Jen--" he choked.
I loosened my grip, figuring he couldn't breathe.
"Roy," he said finally, after a few breaths.
"What?"
"Roy Harper," he continued. "That's my name."
"Roy." It seemed to fit him perfectly. "Nice name."
He smiled. "Now that we've had our first kiss, would you take a walk with me?"
I groaned. "Fine. But a short one. And I'll be wearing a disguise." I didn't want a mob chasing after the most hated hero in Gotham.
He laughed. "Whatever."
"Jenny?" called a male voice from behind the door.
"Go away, Chris," I moaned. I pressed my back against the door so he wouldn't try to open it.
"It's me." It was the voice I would recognize anywhere, even in the grave.
I was wondering how it would sound like down there. "What do you want?"
"Can you move away from the door?" Damn, he knew everything.
I sighed and crawled away from the door and leaned against the frame of Anna's bed.
Red Arrow came inside and closed the door behind him. "Jen, I can't bear to see you like this."
I rolled down my sleeves. "You mean, "I can't bear to see a person who almost destroyed an entire city", right?"
He rolled his eyes and sat down next to me. "I can help you, you just need to listen."
I closed my eyes. "No. I'm not going out there."
"Look, it wasn't your fault. You were possessed by Ra's Al-Ghul, remember?"
I cringed, remembering. "If I were a REAL superhero, I would've had the conscious to stop myself. I can't risk that again."
That night was so clear in my mind. I remembered Ra's Al-Ghul's spell; every single word. I could remember the frightened faces of Gotham City's citizens as I destroyed their homes, their buildings...
Their lives.
Red put an arm around my shoulder. "The team is suffering, you know. They know you're depressed and lonely."
I clutched the bloody piece of glass I hid behind my back. "I'm not depressed. I'm just mad at myself."
"For three weeks?" he questioned.
A drop of blood rolled off my arm and splattered on the floor.
He looked at me suspiciously, and took my arm. I didn't even bother stopping him. He rolled up my sleeves, revealing the bloody word, "PERFECT" scratched into my arm.
"Oh my God..." he stared into my eyes, horrified.
I rolled them back down. "It didn't hurt as much," I said quickly. "It's hard to hurt myself nowadays."
"Jeannette, you've got to stop this," he ordered.
"I can't," I admitted. "It's become a routine. I could even do it in my sleep."
He squeezed my hand. "Please. For me?" he begged.
I glared at him. "Why should I? I don't even know your godforsaken name."
That seemed to cut it. He took off his mask, showing glowing green eyes, and pressed his lips to mine. I threw my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.
And though it lasted only five minutes, it felt like a light was shown upon my face. I couldn't think about anything else, only the fact that I needed him more anything.
"Jen--" he choked.
I loosened my grip, figuring he couldn't breathe.
"Roy," he said finally, after a few breaths.
"What?"
"Roy Harper," he continued. "That's my name."
"Roy." It seemed to fit him perfectly. "Nice name."
He smiled. "Now that we've had our first kiss, would you take a walk with me?"
I groaned. "Fine. But a short one. And I'll be wearing a disguise." I didn't want a mob chasing after the most hated hero in Gotham.
He laughed. "Whatever."
Name: Lioness
Alias: Silver Argentum
Current Location: Moscow, Russia
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lb.
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Gray
Superpower: None
Outfit: Skin-tight outfit made of lion's fur. Golden mask similar to Cheshire's that covers her entire face with Lion emblems painted on it.
Description: Silver trained in the League of Shadows and befriended Holly when she joined. The two quickly became best friends and went on several missions together. Silver graduated two weeks before Holly deserted the Shadows and joined the Team. She is trained in martial arts, acrobatics, is familiar with a variety of weapons. She is, in short, very similar to Holly except with a few more talents. After graduating from basic training in the League of Shadows, Silver then took on the name Lioness and donned her new outfit. She often works with Ice Crystal.
Alias: Silver Argentum
Current Location: Moscow, Russia
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 lb.
Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Gray
Superpower: None
Outfit: Skin-tight outfit made of lion's fur. Golden mask similar to Cheshire's that covers her entire face with Lion emblems painted on it.
Description: Silver trained in the League of Shadows and befriended Holly when she joined. The two quickly became best friends and went on several missions together. Silver graduated two weeks before Holly deserted the Shadows and joined the Team. She is trained in martial arts, acrobatics, is familiar with a variety of weapons. She is, in short, very similar to Holly except with a few more talents. After graduating from basic training in the League of Shadows, Silver then took on the name Lioness and donned her new outfit. She often works with Ice Crystal.
Yes, that's right, I'm back! And with a special sneak-peek to this Friday's chapter of Heart of Courage!
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Red Revenge stepped out of the transporter to find Artemis waiting for him in full costume.
"Didn't take Boy Wonder long to figure out where I live, did it?" he asked, walking past her.
Artemis glared at him, but ran up beside him.
"Let me guess, you want to talk about why I act like a jerk." Revenge said, still not looking at the archer.
"Actually, I thought we could go out for ice-cream." Artemis said.
Duh, duh duh!
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Red Revenge stepped out of the transporter to find Artemis waiting for him in full costume.
"Didn't take Boy Wonder long to figure out where I live, did it?" he asked, walking past her.
Artemis glared at him, but ran up beside him.
"Let me guess, you want to talk about why I act like a jerk." Revenge said, still not looking at the archer.
"Actually, I thought we could go out for ice-cream." Artemis said.
Duh, duh duh!