Hey there! So I'm taking a break from my other stories to write about Ravager (Rose Wilson) joining the Young Justice Team. I love how complex Rose is displayed, and I think she would be a good addition to the team. Not sure if I'm gonna continue it after she joins though... Anyway, here it is :D


"Ravager"

Blüdhaven

February 6 21:08

Two Years Later

A girl in orange and black armor, wielding twin swords deflected the bullets as they fired at her, her superhuman reflexes coming to her aid, as well as the degree of super speed she held. She kicked one of the men in the head, knocking him out and turned on the second one, holding him to sword point.

"Drop the cash, or I drop you." Ravager smiled. Her one exposed blue eye through the metallic mask lit up in delight. Her right eye was blacked out in a similar fashion to her father Deathstroke's mask.

He dropped his gun, and raised his hands. She sent a kick to his stomach, knocking the air out of him as well as his consciousness.

"Thought so." She smirked, and retrieved the rope from her utility belt. She tied the criminals up and returned the money to the bank.

She held her arm in pain, and sat on the rooftop of an apartment building. She unsnapped the blue armor that was attached to her glove, and took the glove off itself. She retrieved a piece of gauze from her belt, and wrapped her arm.

"If you had a team, you probably wouldn't have gotten hurt." Nightwing crossed his arms. Superboy stood beside him.

Ravager jumped, and drew her sword. "Who are you?"

"The name's Nightwing." Nightwing smiled and held out his hand. "This is Superboy."

"Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying." Ravager put her sword away. She placed her glove back on and snapped her armor back on over the glove.

"Just hear us out," Superboy sighed.

Ravager paused, and crossed her arms.

"We are part of a covert team that operates under the Justice League. While the JL has the public's eye, we go behind the scenes to protect the public. We take down the bad guys that would have the guys you take down look like saints. Plus the benefit of operating as a team is that we have each other's back." Nightwing explained stepping forward. "Something you look like you need."

Ravager thought a moment. "I'm fine operating solo. This is just an occupational hazard."

Nightwing nodded. "Well, if you ever need us, you have a way of getting ahold of me."

Nightwing handed her a small earpiece. She took it reluctantly, but kept it in her hand.

"Thanks for your time." Superboy said sarcastically and turned to leave. Nightwing flashed one last smile and followed him.

Ravager narrowed her eyes and threw the communicator aside. She jumped off the building and swung away on a grappling hook to her dorm at Blüdhaven Community College.

She landed on the balcony and went inside her dorm. She had the room to herself, so she didn't waste much effort on hiding anything. Ravager pushed the center piece on her circular belt buckle and the armor on her dropped to the floor. She kicked it into her closet and crashed on her bed in the kevlar weaved under-suit that was part of her uniform.


The Watchtower

February 7 9:42

"Think she'll take the offer?" Superboy asked, getting a box of cereal from the cabinet in the Watchtower's kitchen.

"I hope so." Aqualad sat at the table, drinking a glass of water, and read a newspaper. "She would be a fine addition to the team, especially with her background in espionage."

"Sure." Nightwing answered changing the channel on the big screen TV that hung on the wall. "Just because her father's a big time mercenary doesn't mean she has what it takes herself. She's gotta prove it to me before I believe her."

"Nightwing, she does have a history of training as a mercenary herself. Of course we are fortunate that she turned out to be on our side..." Aqualad countered.

"Yeah, but all she's been doing is taking out bank robbers and minor criminals." Nightwing rebuffed. "What secret missions has she been on?"

Aqualad looked away and turned his attention back to the paper. Nightwing looked over at him, and his brows came together under his mask.

"Wait, you're telling me she actually has been on a serious mission?" Nightwing asked.

"I never said that." Aqualad smirked.

"Quit playing around, Kaldur." Nightwing narrowed his eyes. "So what 'mission' has the little vigilante been on?"

"She infiltrated a base of mercenaries and manages to turn them all in." Kaldur sat back in his chair.

"Hm." Nightwing crossed his arms. "Well I guess time will tell then."