Her bright blue eyes shone, unlike most kids the eyes were not filled with happiness, but with tears.
“S-s-stop!” her voice shook with pain and she was struck across the face with another sharp projectile. Two figures emerged through the smoke one a lot smaller than the other.
“Pathetic! te call yourself my protégé?” One spat venomously the other gave an evil cackle. And another projectile sliced through the air, she barely managed to roll across the cold concrete floor and the object exploded.
“Protégé? HA she isn’t fit to be alive much less a partner!” The small one detto and kicked Delta in her stomach which already had a black projectile in it.
“B-B-Ba-Bruce! P-l-please!!” She sobbed only to get the response of another Slash to her already wounded arms; she could see her own Bones through the bloody mess of flesh and muscle.
“You aren’t worthy of even saying my name!” The figure roared ad emerged through the haze reveling the Dark Knight. And threw a bat-a-rang right at her head and left a huge gash through her face ad she immediately couldn’t see out of her left ‘eye’ o più like what was left of it. She couldn’t even feel her hot blood course over herself, just cold mind-numbing cold.
“Robin, teach her,” Batman detto sneering and Delta heard light footsteps, she managed to open her leary eye seeing the world in a red tint and a black and even deeper red figure walk up.
“Dick, please,” She whispered, and got a heavy boot in the face. And più laughter.
“Just kill me,” She pleaded one last time. Laughter responded
“Now that wouldn’t be any fun now would it?” She groped around with her only hand that would respond and felt a bird-a-rang covered in her own blood and she brought it crashing down on her scull.
Gasping, Delta stood up o più like fell down there was a horrible sight in front of her. The whole Young Justice team was on the floor. Delta was holding one of Robins bird-a-rangs so tightly in her hand it was bleeding; Robin had his mask of and was clasping his head in his hand screaming unknown words; Kid Flash was crying, screaming, and vibrating so fast she couldn’t see him clearly; Artemis was screaming bloody murder and was clawing at her skin; Superboy was flinging himself agents the walls yelling; Megan was sobbing hard and sending chunks of concrete everywhere; Kalder was in a ball muttering in Atlaninan. Delta did the successivo thing that came to her mind.
She threw the Bird-a-rang straight at Robin’s neck.
autore NOTE
Ok should I continue this? Its about the nightmares and worst fears of the team. And this is just the beginning! Ok read a bit of the più story
"Sir, are te sure this will work?"
"What do te mean?"
"Sir, we may accidentally damage their minds,"
"Why do we care? We need their fears"
"This girl made it out though,"
"That Was Only Level One,"
“S-s-stop!” her voice shook with pain and she was struck across the face with another sharp projectile. Two figures emerged through the smoke one a lot smaller than the other.
“Pathetic! te call yourself my protégé?” One spat venomously the other gave an evil cackle. And another projectile sliced through the air, she barely managed to roll across the cold concrete floor and the object exploded.
“Protégé? HA she isn’t fit to be alive much less a partner!” The small one detto and kicked Delta in her stomach which already had a black projectile in it.
“B-B-Ba-Bruce! P-l-please!!” She sobbed only to get the response of another Slash to her already wounded arms; she could see her own Bones through the bloody mess of flesh and muscle.
“You aren’t worthy of even saying my name!” The figure roared ad emerged through the haze reveling the Dark Knight. And threw a bat-a-rang right at her head and left a huge gash through her face ad she immediately couldn’t see out of her left ‘eye’ o più like what was left of it. She couldn’t even feel her hot blood course over herself, just cold mind-numbing cold.
“Robin, teach her,” Batman detto sneering and Delta heard light footsteps, she managed to open her leary eye seeing the world in a red tint and a black and even deeper red figure walk up.
“Dick, please,” She whispered, and got a heavy boot in the face. And più laughter.
“Just kill me,” She pleaded one last time. Laughter responded
“Now that wouldn’t be any fun now would it?” She groped around with her only hand that would respond and felt a bird-a-rang covered in her own blood and she brought it crashing down on her scull.
Gasping, Delta stood up o più like fell down there was a horrible sight in front of her. The whole Young Justice team was on the floor. Delta was holding one of Robins bird-a-rangs so tightly in her hand it was bleeding; Robin had his mask of and was clasping his head in his hand screaming unknown words; Kid Flash was crying, screaming, and vibrating so fast she couldn’t see him clearly; Artemis was screaming bloody murder and was clawing at her skin; Superboy was flinging himself agents the walls yelling; Megan was sobbing hard and sending chunks of concrete everywhere; Kalder was in a ball muttering in Atlaninan. Delta did the successivo thing that came to her mind.
She threw the Bird-a-rang straight at Robin’s neck.
autore NOTE
Ok should I continue this? Its about the nightmares and worst fears of the team. And this is just the beginning! Ok read a bit of the più story
"Sir, are te sure this will work?"
"What do te mean?"
"Sir, we may accidentally damage their minds,"
"Why do we care? We need their fears"
"This girl made it out though,"
"That Was Only Level One,"
