We followed the old man, Alfred down the hallway, our footsteps echoing across the silent house. Finally we arrived in the large living room, and Alfred turned to face us. “You must be starving.” Wally nodded eagerly. “There is some food in the kitchen, you can fix yourselves a little snack, then get to bed. Megan, Artemis, Nathan, Connor, and Kaldur, you can share the three guest rooms. Robin and Wally, you will be sleeping in Dick’s room, and Fin and Aisling will be sharing Kyra’s room. Please get to bed quickly. It’s quite late.”
We all nodded, Robin gave a small yawn, and Wally bounded towards the kitchen. “He’s actually not that bad,” I whispered to Fin. “For an old person, I mean. Not to be judgemental or anything. He’s really nice.” Fin nodded, but said nothing.
“Do you want to get a snack, or should we get to bed?”
Fin yawned. “I’m pretty tired. Let’s go to bed. Hey, I think I know how to get to Kyra’s room.”
I was laying on my stomach on the bottom bunk; Fin had taken the top one. The curtains were drawn on the large windows, and the room was lit with a dim glow from the lamp on the desk. From the moment that I had stepped into Kyra Grayson’s bedroom, I was struck with awe at the sheer size of it. It measured at least 500 square feet, maybe even closer to 600, and the walls were painted a pale baby blue. Fin was listening to her iPod, and I was staring at the plush, carpeted floor, when the door opened softly. Alfred stood in the doorway, and we both turned to face him. Although I remained indifferent, Fin smiled sweetly at the man. “Good night,” she said softly.
“Good night,” Alfred replied. He was mustering a smile, although I noticed that his eyes remained dark and cold. He flicked off the light, and closed the door, leaving us bathed in darkness.
“G’night, Fin,” I said.
“‘night, Aish,” she replied, her voice slightly muffled by the pillow. I rolled over and slipped into a deep, dreamless, sleep.
We all nodded, Robin gave a small yawn, and Wally bounded towards the kitchen. “He’s actually not that bad,” I whispered to Fin. “For an old person, I mean. Not to be judgemental or anything. He’s really nice.” Fin nodded, but said nothing.
“Do you want to get a snack, or should we get to bed?”
Fin yawned. “I’m pretty tired. Let’s go to bed. Hey, I think I know how to get to Kyra’s room.”
I was laying on my stomach on the bottom bunk; Fin had taken the top one. The curtains were drawn on the large windows, and the room was lit with a dim glow from the lamp on the desk. From the moment that I had stepped into Kyra Grayson’s bedroom, I was struck with awe at the sheer size of it. It measured at least 500 square feet, maybe even closer to 600, and the walls were painted a pale baby blue. Fin was listening to her iPod, and I was staring at the plush, carpeted floor, when the door opened softly. Alfred stood in the doorway, and we both turned to face him. Although I remained indifferent, Fin smiled sweetly at the man. “Good night,” she said softly.
“Good night,” Alfred replied. He was mustering a smile, although I noticed that his eyes remained dark and cold. He flicked off the light, and closed the door, leaving us bathed in darkness.
“G’night, Fin,” I said.
“‘night, Aish,” she replied, her voice slightly muffled by the pillow. I rolled over and slipped into a deep, dreamless, sleep.
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 heart 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 you see past what I've done? Why can't you see that I love you?"
It suddenly dawned on him that he felt immensely drained, nearly useless. His heart 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 you see past what I've done? Why can't you see that I love you?"
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