I walked out of the ice cream parlor, carrying a double scooped vanilla waffle cone with chocolate syrup and extra nuts. I sat in an empty bench and began to watch the everyday lives of regular estrella City citizens. Of course I wasn't am everyday citizen. I looked like a pretty normal teenager about 17 years old. But if anyone touched my skin it would feel ice cold.
If they tried to feel for a pulse, there wouldn't be one.
If I got cut I wouldn't bleed.
If they asked me my name, I wouldn't know it.
I was dead.
Simple as that.
While I was enjoying my ice cream a young man about 20 looking sat siguiente to me.
"Hey, chief." I said
"You shouldn't be eating that. It's bad for your health." He responded.
"Um Hello? I'm a dead soul forever cursed to wander on this plane of existence. It's not like I can gain weight o even have high blood sugar o whatever." I retorted.
He sighed and shook his head. " You've been neglecting tu duties."
"Shut up." I took another bite up my ice cream. I've been doing this job for 40 years, I'm never going to get to Heaven."
"It's because of him isn't it?"
I paused. He had gotten to my weak point.
"I'm right aren't I?" Yep, he was right.
"Shut up." It was all I could say.
"You need to mover on. It wasn't the end of the world."He was trying to cheer me up.
" 'It wasn't the end of the world'? It nearly was the end of the universe!"
"Ok so maybe it was but The League did stop him, eventually."
"He's still out there cheif! And he's still terrorizing the lives of millions!"
"Please, tu need to calm down and mover on. I've gotten tu a new case and he's an interesting one."
I rolled my eyes. "My definition of interesting and your definition of interesting are two very different things."
"Really he's different."
"How different?" I questioned.
"He was a superhero. Now a supervillian." He handed me a green folder, I set it in my lap and opened it up. A picture of an African-American teen with steely gray eyes and gills on his neck looked back at me.
"He's... Atlantean." I dicho as I read over his file. Kaldur'ahm son of Black Manta and formal protege to Aquaman. His alias was Aqualad. He had formed a team with Robin, Kid Flash, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis and other various sidekicks and young heroes. But had turned to the dark side when his old girlfriend, Tula otherwise known as Aquagirl, was killed on a mission.
"It looks like a broken heart..." I stated.
"He needs help. He needs somebody like tu to guide him" Chief said.
"I don't know. It sounds like a big case." I said, unsure of myself.
"This may be the case that could get tu up there."
"Fine." I said. "I'll take him."
"Good I know tu can do it." I heard him say but when I looked up he was already gone like he was never there at all.
I looked back at the young Atlantean's face. He seemed so distant, lost, those steely gray eyes held back lots of unseen emotion.
This was going to be one tough case.
If they tried to feel for a pulse, there wouldn't be one.
If I got cut I wouldn't bleed.
If they asked me my name, I wouldn't know it.
I was dead.
Simple as that.
While I was enjoying my ice cream a young man about 20 looking sat siguiente to me.
"Hey, chief." I said
"You shouldn't be eating that. It's bad for your health." He responded.
"Um Hello? I'm a dead soul forever cursed to wander on this plane of existence. It's not like I can gain weight o even have high blood sugar o whatever." I retorted.
He sighed and shook his head. " You've been neglecting tu duties."
"Shut up." I took another bite up my ice cream. I've been doing this job for 40 years, I'm never going to get to Heaven."
"It's because of him isn't it?"
I paused. He had gotten to my weak point.
"I'm right aren't I?" Yep, he was right.
"Shut up." It was all I could say.
"You need to mover on. It wasn't the end of the world."He was trying to cheer me up.
" 'It wasn't the end of the world'? It nearly was the end of the universe!"
"Ok so maybe it was but The League did stop him, eventually."
"He's still out there cheif! And he's still terrorizing the lives of millions!"
"Please, tu need to calm down and mover on. I've gotten tu a new case and he's an interesting one."
I rolled my eyes. "My definition of interesting and your definition of interesting are two very different things."
"Really he's different."
"How different?" I questioned.
"He was a superhero. Now a supervillian." He handed me a green folder, I set it in my lap and opened it up. A picture of an African-American teen with steely gray eyes and gills on his neck looked back at me.
"He's... Atlantean." I dicho as I read over his file. Kaldur'ahm son of Black Manta and formal protege to Aquaman. His alias was Aqualad. He had formed a team with Robin, Kid Flash, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis and other various sidekicks and young heroes. But had turned to the dark side when his old girlfriend, Tula otherwise known as Aquagirl, was killed on a mission.
"It looks like a broken heart..." I stated.
"He needs help. He needs somebody like tu to guide him" Chief said.
"I don't know. It sounds like a big case." I said, unsure of myself.
"This may be the case that could get tu up there."
"Fine." I said. "I'll take him."
"Good I know tu can do it." I heard him say but when I looked up he was already gone like he was never there at all.
I looked back at the young Atlantean's face. He seemed so distant, lost, those steely gray eyes held back lots of unseen emotion.
This was going to be one tough case.
Somewhere in the Arctic, 4:49 a.m.
Nathan curled up on the rocky floor of the dark cave, protected from the snow for now. He'd found a piece of rock chipped off from the edges of the cavern and had somehow created a spark that had ignited into a flame. How it was sustaining, well, he didn't know. But it was keeping him warm, and for that he was grateful.
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His corazón wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't tu see past what I've done? Why can't tu see that I amor you?"
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His corazón wasn't beating as fast as usuall. Pushing himself up, he went to find a pool of ice, to see what was wrong. What he saw shocked him: his hair had turned to it's orginal mocha hue, a sign of no powers.
He sighed, and realized with a jolt he was in a cave. A cave... and the last person he'd seen was the Batman's daughter. This small fact slightly amused him, but amusement turned to worry. "Fin..." he murmured. "Why can't tu see past what I've done? Why can't tu see that I amor you?"
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