Echo: First time doing a story for Young Justice. Hopefully, at least one person likes it...
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice.
The only sound that filled the room was the pages of books being turned before being put on the floor or on top of another book. Thankfully, the sounds were rather quiet. Seeing as she was in a library, it was almost ironic.
Stacks of books surrounded a girl in a black hoodie. She was the reason for sound in the otherwise empty building. Stumbling across this library had been pure luck, especially since there were still plenty of books on the shelves. It was almost unheard of as many libraries only had bare shelves that were once filled with books.
Living in an apocalyptic world was completely different than everything in books and movies. The most popular themes were zombies, robots, and aliens. Robots and zombies were almost laughable. The girl couldn't help but wonder if the world would look like one giant battlefield if zombies or robots had been involved.
"Probably just the robots…" She muttered as she place yet another book behind her.
Sure, there were robots, but they were being controlled by the Reach.
If anyone had out money on an alien apocalypse, then they would be rich. Not that it would matter in this world. All money was useless, unless it was being used to keep a fire burning. Unfortunately, so were most books. That's why she had been surprised to find this library with so many books intact.
The Reach aliens didn't want humans learning. It wasn't much of a problem seeing as most were more concerned with keeping warm and just used books as firewood. The Reach just didn't want humans to have enough knowledge and hope to fight back like they once did before.
Sighing, she picked up the next book in the pile in front of her. There had to be some useful information in one of these books. Sure, there was plenty of information, just not the kind she was looking for.
It was hard looking for information when all she had to go on was 'turn back the clock'. The last words she had heard from her father before he went off to fight. She couldn't even remember how long it had been. Only that it had been far too long and that both her parents were probably dead.
It was a thought, she hated; even if it was probably the truth. She could dream that they were in a work camp or even held captive as prisoners somewhere. But, for the most part it was just wishful thinking.
Hours had past and she ended up falling asleep on the floor. The recent book she had been reading was now being used as a pillow. Her lack of sleep had finally gotten a hold of her. After all, sleep was on luxury she couldn't take, as much as she would like to.
It was only when the sound of something crashing down did she wake up. Quickly sitting up, she turned around; looking over the stacks of books she had created around herself. Making a blockade out of the books had been unintentional, though it had made her feel safer.
As she scanned the area, she reached behind her, picked up a dagger. Gripping the handle of the dagger tightly, made her feel safer. Well, as safe as she could be in this world.
Shifting slightly, the tension was started to eat away at her. Something had made that noise and she wasn't going to wait any longer for it to come find her. Standing up, she carefully made her way out from behind the shelter of books.
She didn't make it far before hearing another loud crash. Something was defiantly in here and whatever it was, was not an animal. That much she could tell. Almost all animals had retreated away from the decaying cities. Whatever was left of the forests became their new home.
If it was a human like herself, she could probably handle them. The same would go for a Reach alien, hopefully. Though, she would probably run. She didn't need to end up on some wanted list. Staying beneath the radar was working so far and she hoped it stayed that way. However, she knew that if it was a patrol robot she would need to make a run for it.
As she moved closer to the wall, she placed her free hand against the wall and raised her other hand with the dagger in front of her. She narrowed her gaze as she grew closer to the next room.
With a breath she didn't realize she was holding, she nearly gasped at what she saw. In the next room was a patrol robot, most likely the one that was knocking everything around, a Reach and a human with a control collar around his neck.
"Are you sure you saw one of your filthy kind enter this place?"
"Yes! Yes, I'm sure!"
Placing a hand over her mouth, she repeated every single swear she knew in her mind. Tightening her grip on her dagger, she slowly started to back away. She needed to get out of here as fast as she could. And with those three blocking the front entrance she needed to find another way to leave.
With a mission to complete and the last thing she needed was to have a control collar be put around her neck and tossed in a working camp. Even if she wasn't a meta-human the control collar could still shock her.
The next thing she knew, she tripped over a piece of rubble. That had been painful and not at all quiet. They had obviously heard her in the other room. Quickly standing up, she made sure she had her dagger before making a run for it, ignoring the shouting of the Reach alien.
However it was hard to ignore the loud footsteps of the patrol robot as it walked at a fast pace. She found it even harder to ignore the patrol robot as it started to fire lasers after her…
Echo: Well, I'm going to end it right there for now. Please review!