KF patted my back. "Don't be so hard on yourself. It was your first mission after three years."
"But I was so sure that was an Earthbender!" I exclaimed. "I mean, what else could make the ground shake?"
"Umm, a big power drill that fell into a hole?" He smiled encouragingly.
I glared at him, then looked at the computer screen. "Where's Robin?"
He shrugged. "Batman detto he was heading to base, so he's heading here."
I spun around in the revolving chair. "Go home, Wally. te don't have to stay with me."
"Are te sure?"
I nodded. "Thanks, anyway." The silence that followed after he left was life-threatening. The computer beeped endlessly, and I ended up wishing I was born with no ears.
"Call from Metropolis," announced the computer.
I sighed and tapped the phone button. "Batman, there's a call from Metropolis." He didn't answer, so I turned it off.
Why is Batman always depressed? It's so sad to see him like that.
You're just worrying, Erica. He's not as depressed as Jenny was.
I smacked myself. "How rude!" I put my head in my hands, accidentally slamming my elbows on the keyboard.
"Recruit list," detto the computer.
I looked up, and clicked on the icon. Inside the cerca tab, I typed in "Avatar".
Two results showed up: Jenny and me.
Shouldn't there be another one? I scrolled through our pages, but it didn't mention a new Avatar.
I put my hand to my forehead. "Of course! The Avatar hadn't been born yet! But that would mean..." I clicked on Jeannette's icon.
On the screen, it listed her birth, but not her death.
So could that mean...
"That she's alive?" I finished. I fell back on the chair, overwhelmed. That's impossible. She couldn't be alive. She'd have to be stuck in that coffin for a year.
I went against my better judgment, and ran to the teleporter.
"Robin can wait."
I shivered in my parka when I teleported to Gotham City Cemetary. I knew it wasn't healthy for me to be here, but I had to find out.
I walked in between each tombstone, stopping at the familiar albero Jeannette was buried by.
"Here lies Jeannette Thomas," I read the engraving. "Famed superhero and missed relative." I looked at the lumpy dirt. "Are te really there?"
I shook my head. "This was a waste of time, Erica. She can't be alive." I turned on my heels and left the cemetary.
There was only one person on my mind: Chris. I didn't know why, but I had a sudden urge to see him, like I was paying a respect to his fallen sister.
I walked to the Thomas house, telling myself that I needed some excercise. It was the same as it had always been in the past three years, but there was one difference.
I took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
"But I was so sure that was an Earthbender!" I exclaimed. "I mean, what else could make the ground shake?"
"Umm, a big power drill that fell into a hole?" He smiled encouragingly.
I glared at him, then looked at the computer screen. "Where's Robin?"
He shrugged. "Batman detto he was heading to base, so he's heading here."
I spun around in the revolving chair. "Go home, Wally. te don't have to stay with me."
"Are te sure?"
I nodded. "Thanks, anyway." The silence that followed after he left was life-threatening. The computer beeped endlessly, and I ended up wishing I was born with no ears.
"Call from Metropolis," announced the computer.
I sighed and tapped the phone button. "Batman, there's a call from Metropolis." He didn't answer, so I turned it off.
Why is Batman always depressed? It's so sad to see him like that.
You're just worrying, Erica. He's not as depressed as Jenny was.
I smacked myself. "How rude!" I put my head in my hands, accidentally slamming my elbows on the keyboard.
"Recruit list," detto the computer.
I looked up, and clicked on the icon. Inside the cerca tab, I typed in "Avatar".
Two results showed up: Jenny and me.
Shouldn't there be another one? I scrolled through our pages, but it didn't mention a new Avatar.
I put my hand to my forehead. "Of course! The Avatar hadn't been born yet! But that would mean..." I clicked on Jeannette's icon.
On the screen, it listed her birth, but not her death.
So could that mean...
"That she's alive?" I finished. I fell back on the chair, overwhelmed. That's impossible. She couldn't be alive. She'd have to be stuck in that coffin for a year.
I went against my better judgment, and ran to the teleporter.
"Robin can wait."
I shivered in my parka when I teleported to Gotham City Cemetary. I knew it wasn't healthy for me to be here, but I had to find out.
I walked in between each tombstone, stopping at the familiar albero Jeannette was buried by.
"Here lies Jeannette Thomas," I read the engraving. "Famed superhero and missed relative." I looked at the lumpy dirt. "Are te really there?"
I shook my head. "This was a waste of time, Erica. She can't be alive." I turned on my heels and left the cemetary.
There was only one person on my mind: Chris. I didn't know why, but I had a sudden urge to see him, like I was paying a respect to his fallen sister.
I walked to the Thomas house, telling myself that I needed some excercise. It was the same as it had always been in the past three years, but there was one difference.
I took a deep breath, then knocked on the door.
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"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high profilo character." a voice detto beside him as agrifoglio slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he commentato at her outfit.
"You think?" agrifoglio asked.
"I think it fits te perfectly." Sam said.
agrifoglio blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench cappotto behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.
"The party, Mr. Grant." the driver said, opening the door to the limo.
Sam groaned before stepping out.
"Do I really need a limo drive to my school?" he asked aloud.
"You are a high profilo character." a voice detto beside him as agrifoglio slipped her arm through his.
"Nice." he commentato at her outfit.
"You think?" agrifoglio asked.
"I think it fits te perfectly." Sam said.
agrifoglio blushed.
She was dressed in a skin-tight black body-suit, which just happened to be her Nightbird costume, with a red trench cappotto behind it and a red miniskirt over her pants.
The two walked through the door into the school.