Erin lounged where she was. Becca had been taken straight to her cell but Erin had been requested to see the pyscologist. And da request, they meant ordered. So Erin sat in the chair, feeling completely relaxed and at ease. The doctor, Dr. Drune, looked at her.
“Erin. What was the intention of your attack? What did te hope to gain?”
“A little cash, attention.”
“Ah! So te lack attention!”
“Eh. te could say that.”
“Why would te attack something for the attentio? Wouldn't te rather have good attention?”
“What difference does it make? I'm fine with how I've been treated.”
“Then why do te play coy? te have a secret. Don't te Erin?”
Sylvia “Sylver” Martin looked around. There were reasons Metropolis was Superman's territory. And Doomsday was one. She looked around and saw no one around. She stepped out from hiding. Doomsday saw her and their eyes connected. Sylver raised her arms and a sheild surrounded her. Then her eyes glowed red. A strong blast surrounded Doomsday. He hissed.
“Why is a little girl fighting me?”
“There's a reason they call me Paura!”
With another flash of her red eyes, Doomsday shrunk away, seeing his worst fear.
“Paura is italian for fear! I see your's!”
Becca opened her eyes, looking around.
“What's going on?” she asked.
“Time for us ladies to hit the showers,” Selina explained.
“Oh.”
Becca got out of bed. She let her hair down, running a hand through it. Selina smirked, throwing Becca a clean uniform.
“You look beat kid.”
“I am. Trying to break in was one of the tiring things I've ever done.”
“Hmm...When we get out, te can learn from me.”
“What do te mean when?”
“That's a secret.”
Becca followed Selina towards the showers. Her mind link wasn't working, meaning Erin was still asleep. Becca shrugged it off and entered the showers. She striped her clothes, going under the warm water. She closed her eyes, pleased. Just six days in the Asylum and she was already as gross as mud. She let the water run over her as she thought. Robin and the team were still MIA, Erin was keeping something from her, and there had been no contact from the League. Becca was starting to worry. She was starting to loose her strength. Would they ever find YJ? Would she ever see her little bird again? A tear escaped her eye but she blinked the others away. And what had Selina meant da getting out? Selina had a life sentence here! At least Becca thought so. Whatever was going on was fixing Becca for a fight and she was più than anxious. If only there was any news.
“Erin. What was the intention of your attack? What did te hope to gain?”
“A little cash, attention.”
“Ah! So te lack attention!”
“Eh. te could say that.”
“Why would te attack something for the attentio? Wouldn't te rather have good attention?”
“What difference does it make? I'm fine with how I've been treated.”
“Then why do te play coy? te have a secret. Don't te Erin?”
Sylvia “Sylver” Martin looked around. There were reasons Metropolis was Superman's territory. And Doomsday was one. She looked around and saw no one around. She stepped out from hiding. Doomsday saw her and their eyes connected. Sylver raised her arms and a sheild surrounded her. Then her eyes glowed red. A strong blast surrounded Doomsday. He hissed.
“Why is a little girl fighting me?”
“There's a reason they call me Paura!”
With another flash of her red eyes, Doomsday shrunk away, seeing his worst fear.
“Paura is italian for fear! I see your's!”
Becca opened her eyes, looking around.
“What's going on?” she asked.
“Time for us ladies to hit the showers,” Selina explained.
“Oh.”
Becca got out of bed. She let her hair down, running a hand through it. Selina smirked, throwing Becca a clean uniform.
“You look beat kid.”
“I am. Trying to break in was one of the tiring things I've ever done.”
“Hmm...When we get out, te can learn from me.”
“What do te mean when?”
“That's a secret.”
Becca followed Selina towards the showers. Her mind link wasn't working, meaning Erin was still asleep. Becca shrugged it off and entered the showers. She striped her clothes, going under the warm water. She closed her eyes, pleased. Just six days in the Asylum and she was already as gross as mud. She let the water run over her as she thought. Robin and the team were still MIA, Erin was keeping something from her, and there had been no contact from the League. Becca was starting to worry. She was starting to loose her strength. Would they ever find YJ? Would she ever see her little bird again? A tear escaped her eye but she blinked the others away. And what had Selina meant da getting out? Selina had a life sentence here! At least Becca thought so. Whatever was going on was fixing Becca for a fight and she was più than anxious. If only there was any news.
