I was sitting in my room, strumming my guitar when there was a knock on my door. I groaned. Can't they all just leave me alone?! I'm in no mood to deal with them! I opened the door and found a surprise.
“Terror!”
“Hi Bec. Listen, I have to do something to get this feeling out. Will you help me?”
“Of course.”
“Thanks. You can play acoustic right?”
“Yep. Prefer electric but I can deal for you.”
“Kay. Let's go.”
I followed Terror out the door and followed him towards the same room I had helped him and Blade get together. I really hoped that, this time, we wouldn't be disturbed. Because if anyone else heard this, they would be as broken as Terror and myself.
“Kay. I'm gonna get the piano ready.”
I nodded at him and picked up the acoustic guitar. I started to tune it, listening as Terror played something on the piano. I was feeling so bad. Terror was like my brother. I was very protective of him whenever he was broken. What I had done to Bloodmist was proof enough. But I just couldn't let Terror become anymore broken than he was. If I did, I feared he would fall to pieces. I brought my mind back to earth as a few tears fell from my eyes. I turned my head and went back to what I was doing before.
“You ready?” Terror asked.
“Yeah.”
I listened to the tune of the song. Ah crap! I knew this song! And I could tell I was going to cry before it was over. But I went along. For Terror.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say...
When it was over and Terror had stopped, tears were running down my face. I couldn't help it. I never really showed emotion unless I loved the person to death. There were very few I ever cried in front of. One more had just been added to that list. I put the guitar down, covering my eyes with my hands. I felt strong arms surround me.
“I'm sorry,” he whispered.
I just shook my head.
“I-It's n-not your f-fault!”
Now I was stuttering. But Terror was never this full of emotion. I couldn't help myself! His voice had sounded so perfect yet so broken. He hadn't faltered and he was the one consoling me! He hadn't even shed a tear the entire time!
“W-why aren't y-you crying?” I asked, curious.
“Got no more tears left. Can't cry without tears.”
I just nodded and let myself be held. I swear Terror. If Blade doesn't come back to you, I'll find someone who will love you to no end.
“Terror!”
“Hi Bec. Listen, I have to do something to get this feeling out. Will you help me?”
“Of course.”
“Thanks. You can play acoustic right?”
“Yep. Prefer electric but I can deal for you.”
“Kay. Let's go.”
I followed Terror out the door and followed him towards the same room I had helped him and Blade get together. I really hoped that, this time, we wouldn't be disturbed. Because if anyone else heard this, they would be as broken as Terror and myself.
“Kay. I'm gonna get the piano ready.”
I nodded at him and picked up the acoustic guitar. I started to tune it, listening as Terror played something on the piano. I was feeling so bad. Terror was like my brother. I was very protective of him whenever he was broken. What I had done to Bloodmist was proof enough. But I just couldn't let Terror become anymore broken than he was. If I did, I feared he would fall to pieces. I brought my mind back to earth as a few tears fell from my eyes. I turned my head and went back to what I was doing before.
“You ready?” Terror asked.
“Yeah.”
I listened to the tune of the song. Ah crap! I knew this song! And I could tell I was going to cry before it was over. But I went along. For Terror.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down
But wait...
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say...
When it was over and Terror had stopped, tears were running down my face. I couldn't help it. I never really showed emotion unless I loved the person to death. There were very few I ever cried in front of. One more had just been added to that list. I put the guitar down, covering my eyes with my hands. I felt strong arms surround me.
“I'm sorry,” he whispered.
I just shook my head.
“I-It's n-not your f-fault!”
Now I was stuttering. But Terror was never this full of emotion. I couldn't help myself! His voice had sounded so perfect yet so broken. He hadn't faltered and he was the one consoling me! He hadn't even shed a tear the entire time!
“W-why aren't y-you crying?” I asked, curious.
“Got no more tears left. Can't cry without tears.”
I just nodded and let myself be held. I swear Terror. If Blade doesn't come back to you, I'll find someone who will love you to no end.
We have to bring Young justice back to prevent cartoon network from becoming a "strictly goofy" channel. If were going to bring this show back and running we have to state our case until further notice. If all of the fans come together and act the show will be back.
Here's my plan
1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until you see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your email
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All you need is an email and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
You can use your email more than once.
Here's my plan
1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until you see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your email
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All you need is an email and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
You can use your email more than once.
K so this is a text convo between me and my frand Kaitlyn. She hates Young Justice and the subject came up and it was worth posting
Kaitlyn:wher r u?
Me: y do u needs 2 noz??
K: jw (just wondering)
Me: stalker.....
K: look whose talking
Me: im on mars w. the robin and were making out to selena gomez
K: ahaha thats great
Me: robin is sexy
K: ya know it girl lok
Me:hes got mooves like jaggar
K: lol im sure he does
Me: hes sexy and he knows it
K: true day hehe
Me: hey MY BOYFRIENS BACK OFF
K: lol ok whatever
Me: wut? U to good 4 my robin?
K: yup
Me: how dare u insulf dick grayson
K: no i didnt...
Me: yus u did u said u were ro good for him
K:well im to good for every guy so yeah
Me: LIES
K: nooo
Me: dick grayson is fucking sexy
K: no but if u think that ok
Me: it not an opinion its a fact
K: whatever u say
M: then say robin is rhe sexiet member of yj
K: nooo
M: u non beleiver
Kaitlyn:wher r u?
Me: y do u needs 2 noz??
K: jw (just wondering)
Me: stalker.....
K: look whose talking
Me: im on mars w. the robin and were making out to selena gomez
K: ahaha thats great
Me: robin is sexy
K: ya know it girl lok
Me:hes got mooves like jaggar
K: lol im sure he does
Me: hes sexy and he knows it
K: true day hehe
Me: hey MY BOYFRIENS BACK OFF
K: lol ok whatever
Me: wut? U to good 4 my robin?
K: yup
Me: how dare u insulf dick grayson
K: no i didnt...
Me: yus u did u said u were ro good for him
K:well im to good for every guy so yeah
Me: LIES
K: nooo
Me: dick grayson is fucking sexy
K: no but if u think that ok
Me: it not an opinion its a fact
K: whatever u say
M: then say robin is rhe sexiet member of yj
K: nooo
M: u non beleiver