Chapter Four-
Revenge raised his hands and turned around. Huntress and Courage followed his example.
Revenge measured the soldiers up. Five, two for backup, the other three pointing guns at the vigilantes.
“Well well, what have we here?” the guy next to Huntress said. “I’ll take her to special lockup.”
The guy grabbed Huntress’s arm and she shoved him off.
“Don’t touch me!” she exclaimed.
“Now, honey,” the soldier said. “You have to learn to respect your elders and betters.”
“I’ll remember that when I see one.” Huntress said, shaking his hand off again.
The guard frowned and grabbed Huntress for the third time. She kicked and punched, trying to get away. The other guards ran over to help. That’s when Revenge made his move.
“Don’t breathe!” he said, tossing a dagger at the group of soldiers.
The soldiers coughed as a red cloud enshrouded them. When it cleared, all the soldiers were on the ground and Huntress grinning.
“I knew that would work!” she beamed.
“You planned that?” Courage asked.
“Yeah, standard plan if you have to take down a group quietly.” Huntress replied.
Courage turned to Revenge with a pissed look. “And we never discussed this because...?”
“Because we never need it.” Revenge said, looking over the roof again.
“Anything else I’m missing?” Courage asked.
“Yeah, your grapple gun.” Huntress said, waving it in front of Courage’s face.
“How did you?”
“While you were talking to Revenge, I stole it. How else?”
Revenge interrupted the two before they could continue arguing.
“We’ve got a problem.”
“There is no way we are getting in there dressed like this.” Revenge said, locking the door behind him.
“So how do we get in?” Courage asked.
Revenge pulled a small bag out of his utility belt. “Looks like we are going civilian for this.”
“But she--- our secret--- Are you crazy?” Courage managed to get her brains in order enough to say something intelligible. “But she’ll find out our secret IDs!”
“She already knows mine.” Sam said, pulling his mask off.
“I’m assuming you’re Holly Green, Sam’s new girlfriend?” Huntress asked.
“Yeah,” Holly said bitterly, pulling her mask off. “And what do you mean ‘new girlfriend’?”
“Come on,” Sam said, slipping a jacket on over his shirt. “You can’t honestly expect me to have not had a girlfriend yet.” He said it confidently enough, but he seemed uneasy.
Huntress opened her mouth to say something, but Sam shot her a look and she shut it. Holly shot Sam an inquiring glance, but he shook his head as he slipped on some jeans.
“You too, Helena.” Sam said after a minute of Huntress doing nothing.”
“Spoil sport.” Huntress frowned, but proceeded to take her mask off anyway.
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A moment later the three teens were standing outside. They began walking in the direction of the Russian base, but it was going to take them a while to get there.
Sam was wearing a jacket and blue jeans, and could’ve passed as a regular teen. If you looked under his clothes however, you would see his Revenge outfit.
Holly was wearing a black tank-top and jeans with a black leather jacket over it. Her hat completed the look as her blonde hair fell around her shoulders.
Helena was the most spectacular of them all. Her purple lipstick stood out against her black hat and sunglasses. She had on a purple v-neck shirt with the words ‘Thrill of the Hunt’ on the front. A leather jacket was draped loosely over the shirt. She was wearing jeans that stopped halfway between her knees and her ankles. She had toeless shoes on her feet.
The three walked in silence for about five seconds.
“Take the sunglasses off.” Holly said, turning to the girl as they walked. “It’s like ten at night.”
“Do I complain about what you wear?” Helena asked.
“It looks stupid and attracts attention.” Holly said.
“I have to agree with her.” Sam said, not looking at either of them. “It does attract unwanted attention.
Helena sighed and took the sunglasses off revealing deep, chocolate brown eyes.
The three approached the gate to the russian base after a few more minutes of walking. Guards immediately headed their way.
“Hey, kids!” one of them yelled. Playing their part, the trio stopped.
“What are you doing here?” the first guard asked.
“We’re going to my aunt’s house.” Sam said. “We’re cutting across here.”
“No you’re-ungh!”
The guard was cut short as Sam kneed him in the stomach and punched him in the face, knocking him out cold.
Huntress leaped into the air and kicked the other guard in the face.
“Come on.” she said.
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“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Superboy said, looking at the Injustice League’s new hideout.
“A toxic waste plant?” M’gann asked.
“Can you think of a better way to make people want to stay away?” Aqualad asked.
“Yeah,” Robin said. “Call it a high-school.”
The Boy Wonder shot a grappling line and swung down. Kaldur shrugged his shoulders and the Team followed.
Revenge raised his hands and turned around. Huntress and Courage followed his example.
Revenge measured the soldiers up. Five, two for backup, the other three pointing guns at the vigilantes.
“Well well, what have we here?” the guy next to Huntress said. “I’ll take her to special lockup.”
The guy grabbed Huntress’s arm and she shoved him off.
“Don’t touch me!” she exclaimed.
“Now, honey,” the soldier said. “You have to learn to respect your elders and betters.”
“I’ll remember that when I see one.” Huntress said, shaking his hand off again.
The guard frowned and grabbed Huntress for the third time. She kicked and punched, trying to get away. The other guards ran over to help. That’s when Revenge made his move.
“Don’t breathe!” he said, tossing a dagger at the group of soldiers.
The soldiers coughed as a red cloud enshrouded them. When it cleared, all the soldiers were on the ground and Huntress grinning.
“I knew that would work!” she beamed.
“You planned that?” Courage asked.
“Yeah, standard plan if you have to take down a group quietly.” Huntress replied.
Courage turned to Revenge with a pissed look. “And we never discussed this because...?”
“Because we never need it.” Revenge said, looking over the roof again.
“Anything else I’m missing?” Courage asked.
“Yeah, your grapple gun.” Huntress said, waving it in front of Courage’s face.
“How did you?”
“While you were talking to Revenge, I stole it. How else?”
Revenge interrupted the two before they could continue arguing.
“We’ve got a problem.”
“There is no way we are getting in there dressed like this.” Revenge said, locking the door behind him.
“So how do we get in?” Courage asked.
Revenge pulled a small bag out of his utility belt. “Looks like we are going civilian for this.”
“But she--- our secret--- Are you crazy?” Courage managed to get her brains in order enough to say something intelligible. “But she’ll find out our secret IDs!”
“She already knows mine.” Sam said, pulling his mask off.
“I’m assuming you’re Holly Green, Sam’s new girlfriend?” Huntress asked.
“Yeah,” Holly said bitterly, pulling her mask off. “And what do you mean ‘new girlfriend’?”
“Come on,” Sam said, slipping a jacket on over his shirt. “You can’t honestly expect me to have not had a girlfriend yet.” He said it confidently enough, but he seemed uneasy.
Huntress opened her mouth to say something, but Sam shot her a look and she shut it. Holly shot Sam an inquiring glance, but he shook his head as he slipped on some jeans.
“You too, Helena.” Sam said after a minute of Huntress doing nothing.”
“Spoil sport.” Huntress frowned, but proceeded to take her mask off anyway.
////////////////////////////////////////////
A moment later the three teens were standing outside. They began walking in the direction of the Russian base, but it was going to take them a while to get there.
Sam was wearing a jacket and blue jeans, and could’ve passed as a regular teen. If you looked under his clothes however, you would see his Revenge outfit.
Holly was wearing a black tank-top and jeans with a black leather jacket over it. Her hat completed the look as her blonde hair fell around her shoulders.
Helena was the most spectacular of them all. Her purple lipstick stood out against her black hat and sunglasses. She had on a purple v-neck shirt with the words ‘Thrill of the Hunt’ on the front. A leather jacket was draped loosely over the shirt. She was wearing jeans that stopped halfway between her knees and her ankles. She had toeless shoes on her feet.
The three walked in silence for about five seconds.
“Take the sunglasses off.” Holly said, turning to the girl as they walked. “It’s like ten at night.”
“Do I complain about what you wear?” Helena asked.
“It looks stupid and attracts attention.” Holly said.
“I have to agree with her.” Sam said, not looking at either of them. “It does attract unwanted attention.
Helena sighed and took the sunglasses off revealing deep, chocolate brown eyes.
The three approached the gate to the russian base after a few more minutes of walking. Guards immediately headed their way.
“Hey, kids!” one of them yelled. Playing their part, the trio stopped.
“What are you doing here?” the first guard asked.
“We’re going to my aunt’s house.” Sam said. “We’re cutting across here.”
“No you’re-ungh!”
The guard was cut short as Sam kneed him in the stomach and punched him in the face, knocking him out cold.
Huntress leaped into the air and kicked the other guard in the face.
“Come on.” she said.
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“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Superboy said, looking at the Injustice League’s new hideout.
“A toxic waste plant?” M’gann asked.
“Can you think of a better way to make people want to stay away?” Aqualad asked.
“Yeah,” Robin said. “Call it a high-school.”
The Boy Wonder shot a grappling line and swung down. Kaldur shrugged his shoulders and the Team followed.
I'm standing, i'm hiding,
You can't see me, invisible,
But i'm fighting.
I'm fighting on the inside,
I'm fighting with my heart,
You see me, whole,
But I know,
I'm falling, falling,
Apart.
Memories are going,
We are fighting, on the rooftop,
Close to falling, way up high,
Our silhouettes, shadows for,
The night sky.
You're tired, as am I
But one must win,
We won't give up,
Fighting, in pain, I
must end,
Now cry.
You've won, that's fine,
But you take pity, forget the fight,
You helped me, you saved me,
Gave me my light.
You can't see me, invisible,
But i'm fighting.
I'm fighting on the inside,
I'm fighting with my heart,
You see me, whole,
But I know,
I'm falling, falling,
Apart.
Memories are going,
We are fighting, on the rooftop,
Close to falling, way up high,
Our silhouettes, shadows for,
The night sky.
You're tired, as am I
But one must win,
We won't give up,
Fighting, in pain, I
must end,
Now cry.
You've won, that's fine,
But you take pity, forget the fight,
You helped me, you saved me,
Gave me my light.
OK so I finally finished my story for Young Justice! it's called Birds Of A Feather and if you haven't seen my article for it already before I wrote it check out my page and it will be under favorites so everyone can find it!
I believe I wrote this story in one night and half a day and it is long and well written (in my opinion) please check it out! It is on my quizilla account LunariAssain 1 but here is the link to the story!
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Thank you and have a nice day!
I believe I wrote this story in one night and half a day and it is long and well written (in my opinion) please check it out! It is on my quizilla account LunariAssain 1 but here is the link to the story!
link
Thank you and have a nice day!
Becca
