I glare at the dreaded figure lurking in the shadows.
"Good to see you came." His voice is gravelly, raspy, perfect for a villain and sends chills down my spine.
I show no signs of weakness no matter how scared I am feeling I continue to glare.
"I am giving you one last chance, this is a chance I do not give to just anyone. I am willing to take you back in your previous position. If we all unite we could be the strongest force of them all. You could be an important asset to my plan."
"No, I am not fleeing to your tinted light I stay true to justice." A growl emits from the shadows.
"Your choice will come back to bite you. Your little team is going to crumble right before your eyes and you will have no way to help, you will crumble and fail with the rest of them. Choose to follow and I might spare your team."
"Don't lie you will attempt to crush them if I come back or not. I will not betray them for your sick games."
"If you want to reconsider your decision I will be here same time in a week. Oh and don't tell your team if you know what is good for you.
That silhouette disappears. As much as I want to collapse on the ground and have a good cry, I need to stay strong it's how I was raised.
3 Years Earlier-
I pull the boys broken body into the bushes. Running to catch up with my companion.
"I told you not to kill him he was innocent."
"Who are you Batman? You can't tell me you didn't have fun."
I growl at him "I just don't believe in spilling blood that wasn't needed to be spilled. It's called a wasted resource."
He rolls his eyes "Party Pooper. And you can say what you want but I know you are a goody two shoes."
"If I am a goody two shoes why did I let you carve his face?"
"If you weren't a goody two shoes why did you look away?"
"I didn't look away I was busy with the people we were meant to kill."
"Look I don't want to continue this argument."
"Scared I'm right?" I tease him.
He scoffs scooping up some water from the lake we were walking next to with his hand flinging it over to me. Usually I would shake it off and laugh at how that was the best he could do, I am not the kind of person to run away screaming when soaked with water. But it was freezing and I hate the cold. I growl, glaring at him, a gust of wind carries him right into the lake, I laugh at him as he pulls himself out of the lake makeup and hair spray dripping onto his suit.
He gets ready to pledge war when his face goes paler then with his makeup and a red blade is pushed dangerously close to my throat.
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