The Reveal Part 2 of 3
SNEAK PEEK
Part II:
Leaving Bryson to look at the sights, Sam walked over to a corner of the room and flipped out a phone. He dialed a number and waited for the person on the other end to pick up.
agrifoglio glanced over and snorted.
"What?" Bryson asked. "Who's he calling?"
"Probably Artemis." agrifoglio detto with disgust.
A door slid aside on the other side of the room and yellow light emerged from it.
"Recognized, Artemis. B-07."
"Speak of the Devil." agrifoglio muttered.
"I probably have something important to do somewhere else." Sarah said, noticing the former archer's arrival and standing up.
Bryson looked at the blonde. "Who is this?"
"Bryce, this is Artemis Crock. Artemis, this is Bryson Grant."
"Grant?" Artemis asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Sam said. "DNA Test came out clean."
"Who is Artemis Crock?" Bryson asked.
agrifoglio snorted and flipped over the archer before storming off to another room.
"She doesn't know, does she?" Artemis asked.
"No." Sam said. "Or she'd probably be recitazione a VERY different way toward you."
SNEAK PEEK
Part II:
Leaving Bryson to look at the sights, Sam walked over to a corner of the room and flipped out a phone. He dialed a number and waited for the person on the other end to pick up.
agrifoglio glanced over and snorted.
"What?" Bryson asked. "Who's he calling?"
"Probably Artemis." agrifoglio detto with disgust.
A door slid aside on the other side of the room and yellow light emerged from it.
"Recognized, Artemis. B-07."
"Speak of the Devil." agrifoglio muttered.
"I probably have something important to do somewhere else." Sarah said, noticing the former archer's arrival and standing up.
Bryson looked at the blonde. "Who is this?"
"Bryce, this is Artemis Crock. Artemis, this is Bryson Grant."
"Grant?" Artemis asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Sam said. "DNA Test came out clean."
"Who is Artemis Crock?" Bryson asked.
agrifoglio snorted and flipped over the archer before storming off to another room.
"She doesn't know, does she?" Artemis asked.
"No." Sam said. "Or she'd probably be recitazione a VERY different way toward you."
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a coltello in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, te too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a coltello in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, te too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of più Troubles"
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The mostra is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up da security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On superiore, in alto of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if te can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The mostra is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up da security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On superiore, in alto of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if te can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"No, no, no, no!" Revenge said, wiping up the blood with his gloves. There was too much
on the floor. Too much had been lost. The sword that had done the damage was laying
over to the side. Revenge tried to pick it up, but his strength had left him. It clattered
to the floor beside him as he sank to his knees, the unbearable pain filling his
body and mind.
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over to the side. Revenge tried to pick it up, but his strength had left him. It clattered
to the floor beside him as he sank to his knees, the unbearable pain filling his
body and mind.
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