Betrayal. Heh; funny word. It's almost as common to me as fear. It's happened since I was born. It just follows me. He was starting to come around a little too often. He was starting to come around ME too often. Normally I would leave him be. But he was pushing buttons and asking for hell. I was ready to let him die in the fear I wanted to send him. That changed when they told me to back off. That I was overreacting. To hell I was! They have no idea what it's like! So I left. Teams help each other. But they helped him. Thanks for the help. I walked out of there the minute they betrayed me. And I just kept walking. It wasn't like it was some horrible betrayal. But it hurt. Worse off, Blade hasn't talked to me. I guess that's the way life is; it never lets you say goodbye. The farther I walked, the more at ease I felt. I was never meant to work with others. It just wasn't happening. Normally I would have gone to Damo's. Not this time. I didn't want to be found. As I continued walking, the sky darkened and winds picked up. Yep. I was home. The fear of a horrible storm, the smell of the strong and fierce winds waiting to pull something out. This was where I felt the most at home.
I can't remember the last time I felt so alive. After my heart was pretty much pulled out of my chest. Thanks Blade. You sure are different than the other badass girls I've met. And I mean that. No sarcasm. Just...truth. So thanks. You proved my point. I eventually stopped at some kind of wrecked lab. It looked like it had exploded. I walked over to where it looked like a bunch of makeshift graves were. I read the strange names. Names like Angelica Couture, Talia M'orzz, Vallery Lang, and...ah hell no. Sylver Stone. Damn. I had just walked to the grave where Becca's old team, my sister, was buried. Ah Sylver...rest in piece sis. You deserve it. My fingers brushed along her headstone as I walked past. She was a wonderful sister. Sleep well. I walked further from the mountain and the graves. Something told me there was a storm coming. And I didn't mean in the weather. Something bad was going to happen. Something that might shatter them all to the bone. Me? I have no emotions to shatter. Monsters don't have feelings. And I am a monster. Inside my heart and on the outside. I am and will forever be a monster. So Young Justice? Thanks for the memories.
I can't remember the last time I felt so alive. After my heart was pretty much pulled out of my chest. Thanks Blade. You sure are different than the other badass girls I've met. And I mean that. No sarcasm. Just...truth. So thanks. You proved my point. I eventually stopped at some kind of wrecked lab. It looked like it had exploded. I walked over to where it looked like a bunch of makeshift graves were. I read the strange names. Names like Angelica Couture, Talia M'orzz, Vallery Lang, and...ah hell no. Sylver Stone. Damn. I had just walked to the grave where Becca's old team, my sister, was buried. Ah Sylver...rest in piece sis. You deserve it. My fingers brushed along her headstone as I walked past. She was a wonderful sister. Sleep well. I walked further from the mountain and the graves. Something told me there was a storm coming. And I didn't mean in the weather. Something bad was going to happen. Something that might shatter them all to the bone. Me? I have no emotions to shatter. Monsters don't have feelings. And I am a monster. Inside my heart and on the outside. I am and will forever be a monster. So Young Justice? Thanks for the memories.
Revenge watched. The Shadow placed something in the drawer and began to close it.
Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten seconds before detonation.
"Shit!"
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Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten seconds before detonation.
"Shit!"
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Revenge stumbled away. The woman looked at the needle in her hand. The blood within was mixed with a strange brown mixture. Revenge gripped his arm and glared at the woman.
"A simple test will tell me who is beneath the mask, Red Revenge. And your secret will belong to me."
"Not likely." Revenge growled.
"Oh, but that's not all it does." she continued. "It poisons the blood stream. Corrupts the DNA within cells and eventually kills them."
"Nerve gas."
"In a liquid form, yes Red Revenge."
"A simple test will tell me who is beneath the mask, Red Revenge. And your secret will belong to me."
"Not likely." Revenge growled.
"Oh, but that's not all it does." she continued. "It poisons the blood stream. Corrupts the DNA within cells and eventually kills them."
"Nerve gas."
"In a liquid form, yes Red Revenge."