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The USB stick was worth Artemis’ life if she was caught. Kaldur’s too, if they made the connection. But if the information on it was accurate, and not some sort of ruse to root out any spies, then it was could save hundreds of other lives.
Artemis only contemplated that for a moment before secreting the flash drive into a hidden pocket. A sense of predatory anticipation filled her.
“Don’t worry Kaldur, I know just the way to get this to Nightwing.”
- - -
Nightwing and Artemis had sparred countless times in the past, but they’d never gone all out. He’d always assumed she held back for the same reason as him; it would be counterproductive to really beat the tar out of each other when they had to stay fit for duty. After receiving another devastating blow to the solar plexus, Nightwing decided that wasn’t the case.
Tigress’ fighting style had echoes of the one he’d seen his teammate use, but he was reminded most strongly of her older sister. Artemis had avoided using the nastier tricks she’d picked up through her family’s association with the League of Shadows, but tigresa had no reason to do so. All of this meant that Dick was getting his culo kicked in the middle of the cave por his supposed enemy.
“Come on, bird boy. I expected tu to perform better.”
There was an unfamiliar edge to her voice. And while he couldn’t figure out the meaning behind it, it irritated Nightwing to no end. Attacking tigresa with careless frustration, as though they were just sparring again and she wasn’t undercover and things weren’t always so complicated for them, Nightwing found himself flat on the ground before he could blink.
He half expected the training simulator to light up below him and pronounce his failure, but attributed that flight of fancy to the most reciente blow to his head. When tigresa stradled him, his thoughts were further sidetracked. Nightwing smirked up at his captor.
“Sorry, but I don’t put out on the first date.”
tigresa matched his smirk and leaned in closer. Dick was almost uncomfortably aware of her fingers digging into his shoulders, and the way her left ankle was nestled close to his hand. He could feel the soft puff of her breath brush his face, and could barely contain his blush. Was she trying to get payback for the whole fake CPR thing?
“Oh, I doubt tu could handle me.” Her smirk could have meant a lot of things, but timed as it was with an odd twitch from her left foot, Nightwing understood her perfectly.
He had just enough time to grasp her meaning before reinforcements arrived, and he was forced to use that same ankle grab to throw her off of him. Recovering with aptly feline grace, tigresa observed the new arrivals with look of disdain that must have been practiced. “Don’t tu know it’s bad manners to interrupt someone else’s date?”
Before any of Nightwing’s younger teammates could go on the offensive, tigresa made her escape. She deployed a smoke pellet, and blew him a kiss before she was completely obscured por the haze. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of the intruder.
Nightwing fended off the well meaning queries of his comrades as he tried to calm his racing heart. All the while, he kept his fist clenched around the small USB drive he’d taken from the hidden compartment in Artemis’ shoe.
- - -
Artemis let out a particularly evil sounding cackle once she made it back to the sub. Kaldur sighed, like a much put upon elder brother. Really, it was almost like old times.
“Was that truly necessary?”
“Did tu see his face? Of course it was!”
“You shouldn’t fraternize with him like that. tu never know who might be watching, and whether they’ll pregunta your loyalties.”
Artemis brushed off that loaded warning. “Don’t worry about it – it’s just a little bit of fun. It’s so satisfying to be able to mess with Batman’s little protege’s head.” Instead of him messing with mine for once went unsaid, but understood por the two of them.
Kaldur pat her shoulder briefly, a faint smile on his face. “So long as tu continue to fulfill your duties as expected, I see no reason tu shouldn’t enjoy yourself while you’re at it.”
The two spies shared a conspiratorial grin.
- - -
Dick was relieved that their plan required Wally and he to feign estrangement, because he really didn’t want to deal with the speedster’s reaction to Artemis’ tactic for passing him information. Wally would probably ignore the fact that he was retired and that his involvement might blow the whole mission, and demand that he be the one Artemis passed information to. Not that Dick could really blame him.
Despite the fact that he was still in the infirmary tending to the various scrapes and bruises she left, Dick couldn’t help but smile when he thought about his most reciente meeting with the blonde archer. He’d never had anyone flirt with him quite like that before, but he was starting to understand the appeal. Unfortunately, the teammates who had walked in on them seemed to see it too. If Gar made one más crack about him finding his own Catwoman, Dick wasn’t sure he would be able to hold himself back (or Tim, for that matter).
In spite of that annoyance, there was something about a girl who could hand his culo to him…
“Nightwing.”
Dick nearly dropped the ice pack he was holding to his jaw. He hadn’t expected to hear that voice here. “Hey, Roy. I haven’t seen tu in a while.”
Red headed archer fiddled with the straps of the pack he was wearing, his scowl less forbidding than it normally was. “I heard about your reciente infiltration problem, and I thought tu could use some advice.”
Dick couldn’t help but quirk his brow at that. Roy barely ever came to Mount Justice, so what consejos could he possibly give about it’s defenses? “Uh, that’s nice of tu Roy. What exactly do tu suggest?”
Roy looked distinctly uncomfortable for a moment, before he plowed forward. “This ‘Tigress’, tu should be careful about her.”
Oh, that was interesting. Dick grinned ruefully and gestured to his bruised jaw, “I think I’ve figured that out already.”
“That’s not what I mean.” Roy tugged at his backpack straps once more. “Look, I know that the whole ‘mysterious and deadly assassin’ thing can seem attractive, but tu need to watch yourself. One minuto your flirting in the middle of a fight, and the siguiente thing tu know, you’re married to her and she shows up with a kid that has your smile.”
The sudden image of a little girl with his eyes and Artemis’ features filled Dick’s head. He stomped it out as fast and ruthlessly as possible, and hoped that his bruises hid the blush suffusing his face. “Uh, thanks for the advice? I really don’t think that’s going to be an issue, Roy.”
For the first time during their meeting, Roy smirked. “I dicho the same thing about Cheshire.”
The other vigilante turned to leave, and Dick saw for the first time that Roy wasn’t wearing a backpack. Instead, he had a child carrier with a red haired baby inside. This time, Dick really did drop his ice pack.
Dick absently wondered if Gar was right about there being something about cat themed villainesses, o if it was something about the Crock-Ngyuen ladies in particular.
The USB stick was worth Artemis’ life if she was caught. Kaldur’s too, if they made the connection. But if the information on it was accurate, and not some sort of ruse to root out any spies, then it was could save hundreds of other lives.
Artemis only contemplated that for a moment before secreting the flash drive into a hidden pocket. A sense of predatory anticipation filled her.
“Don’t worry Kaldur, I know just the way to get this to Nightwing.”
- - -
Nightwing and Artemis had sparred countless times in the past, but they’d never gone all out. He’d always assumed she held back for the same reason as him; it would be counterproductive to really beat the tar out of each other when they had to stay fit for duty. After receiving another devastating blow to the solar plexus, Nightwing decided that wasn’t the case.
Tigress’ fighting style had echoes of the one he’d seen his teammate use, but he was reminded most strongly of her older sister. Artemis had avoided using the nastier tricks she’d picked up through her family’s association with the League of Shadows, but tigresa had no reason to do so. All of this meant that Dick was getting his culo kicked in the middle of the cave por his supposed enemy.
“Come on, bird boy. I expected tu to perform better.”
There was an unfamiliar edge to her voice. And while he couldn’t figure out the meaning behind it, it irritated Nightwing to no end. Attacking tigresa with careless frustration, as though they were just sparring again and she wasn’t undercover and things weren’t always so complicated for them, Nightwing found himself flat on the ground before he could blink.
He half expected the training simulator to light up below him and pronounce his failure, but attributed that flight of fancy to the most reciente blow to his head. When tigresa stradled him, his thoughts were further sidetracked. Nightwing smirked up at his captor.
“Sorry, but I don’t put out on the first date.”
tigresa matched his smirk and leaned in closer. Dick was almost uncomfortably aware of her fingers digging into his shoulders, and the way her left ankle was nestled close to his hand. He could feel the soft puff of her breath brush his face, and could barely contain his blush. Was she trying to get payback for the whole fake CPR thing?
“Oh, I doubt tu could handle me.” Her smirk could have meant a lot of things, but timed as it was with an odd twitch from her left foot, Nightwing understood her perfectly.
He had just enough time to grasp her meaning before reinforcements arrived, and he was forced to use that same ankle grab to throw her off of him. Recovering with aptly feline grace, tigresa observed the new arrivals with look of disdain that must have been practiced. “Don’t tu know it’s bad manners to interrupt someone else’s date?”
Before any of Nightwing’s younger teammates could go on the offensive, tigresa made her escape. She deployed a smoke pellet, and blew him a kiss before she was completely obscured por the haze. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of the intruder.
Nightwing fended off the well meaning queries of his comrades as he tried to calm his racing heart. All the while, he kept his fist clenched around the small USB drive he’d taken from the hidden compartment in Artemis’ shoe.
- - -
Artemis let out a particularly evil sounding cackle once she made it back to the sub. Kaldur sighed, like a much put upon elder brother. Really, it was almost like old times.
“Was that truly necessary?”
“Did tu see his face? Of course it was!”
“You shouldn’t fraternize with him like that. tu never know who might be watching, and whether they’ll pregunta your loyalties.”
Artemis brushed off that loaded warning. “Don’t worry about it – it’s just a little bit of fun. It’s so satisfying to be able to mess with Batman’s little protege’s head.” Instead of him messing with mine for once went unsaid, but understood por the two of them.
Kaldur pat her shoulder briefly, a faint smile on his face. “So long as tu continue to fulfill your duties as expected, I see no reason tu shouldn’t enjoy yourself while you’re at it.”
The two spies shared a conspiratorial grin.
- - -
Dick was relieved that their plan required Wally and he to feign estrangement, because he really didn’t want to deal with the speedster’s reaction to Artemis’ tactic for passing him information. Wally would probably ignore the fact that he was retired and that his involvement might blow the whole mission, and demand that he be the one Artemis passed information to. Not that Dick could really blame him.
Despite the fact that he was still in the infirmary tending to the various scrapes and bruises she left, Dick couldn’t help but smile when he thought about his most reciente meeting with the blonde archer. He’d never had anyone flirt with him quite like that before, but he was starting to understand the appeal. Unfortunately, the teammates who had walked in on them seemed to see it too. If Gar made one más crack about him finding his own Catwoman, Dick wasn’t sure he would be able to hold himself back (or Tim, for that matter).
In spite of that annoyance, there was something about a girl who could hand his culo to him…
“Nightwing.”
Dick nearly dropped the ice pack he was holding to his jaw. He hadn’t expected to hear that voice here. “Hey, Roy. I haven’t seen tu in a while.”
Red headed archer fiddled with the straps of the pack he was wearing, his scowl less forbidding than it normally was. “I heard about your reciente infiltration problem, and I thought tu could use some advice.”
Dick couldn’t help but quirk his brow at that. Roy barely ever came to Mount Justice, so what consejos could he possibly give about it’s defenses? “Uh, that’s nice of tu Roy. What exactly do tu suggest?”
Roy looked distinctly uncomfortable for a moment, before he plowed forward. “This ‘Tigress’, tu should be careful about her.”
Oh, that was interesting. Dick grinned ruefully and gestured to his bruised jaw, “I think I’ve figured that out already.”
“That’s not what I mean.” Roy tugged at his backpack straps once more. “Look, I know that the whole ‘mysterious and deadly assassin’ thing can seem attractive, but tu need to watch yourself. One minuto your flirting in the middle of a fight, and the siguiente thing tu know, you’re married to her and she shows up with a kid that has your smile.”
The sudden image of a little girl with his eyes and Artemis’ features filled Dick’s head. He stomped it out as fast and ruthlessly as possible, and hoped that his bruises hid the blush suffusing his face. “Uh, thanks for the advice? I really don’t think that’s going to be an issue, Roy.”
For the first time during their meeting, Roy smirked. “I dicho the same thing about Cheshire.”
The other vigilante turned to leave, and Dick saw for the first time that Roy wasn’t wearing a backpack. Instead, he had a child carrier with a red haired baby inside. This time, Dick really did drop his ice pack.
Dick absently wondered if Gar was right about there being something about cat themed villainesses, o if it was something about the Crock-Ngyuen ladies in particular.
"How in hell is it back?!"
"The más important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The segundo person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger friends that Maura killed tu guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If tu guys really do want más just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give tu for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! amor ya guys!))
"The más important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The segundo person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger friends that Maura killed tu guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If tu guys really do want más just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give tu for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! amor ya guys!))
Hero
Name: McKenzie Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age:15
Occupation: Hero.
Powers:
-Flight (wings),
-telekinesis,
-can attract metal to herself
Skills;
-hand to hand combat,
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she división, split from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and división, split the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Other: -When Nudge is in stealth mode, her eyes are red, hair is curly, and she has black bat wings.
-Has a older brother, you've seen him before, figure it out.
Civvies
Stealth
Fang snapped upright, resulting in slamming his head on the metal dog caja, cajón de he was sitting in.
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" ángel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." ángel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" ángel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" ángel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." ángel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" ángel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
Young Justice Invasion Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in estrella City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, o stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming enlaces for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 segundo sneak vista previa Saturday after DC Nation. Two más 30-45 sec previews and 6 vista previa pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in estrella City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, o stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming enlaces for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 segundo sneak vista previa Saturday after DC Nation. Two más 30-45 sec previews and 6 vista previa pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Michael (Scud) Franz
Selene-Human form
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen o king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven año old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the queen o king at the earliest time possible. I became queen at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced por a new queen. A seven año old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the friends i do now?
