Warning and disclaimer:
This is not a pleasant work. It will be loaded with just about every atrocity my mind can conjure. It's meant to be dark, to the point of blackness. I won't list the things here. If you dislike violence and death, stop now. If you dislike pain and psychological trauma, stop now.
I don't own the source material. The ideas, sadly, are mine.
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One month.
Two people, bound by a common thread. Vengeance.
The Hive has escaped the prison that Titans East & West had put them into, the cold tombs of cryogenic stasis. Their first target for revenge was not the Tower by the Bay, or Gotham's Prodigal in the East. Nothing stings more than betrayal. Jinx learned first hand the cost of this.
The Titans and the JLA have always worked for the greater good, the betterment and defense of mankind. When one of their own, through actions that saved the world they called home becomes the vessel of power beyond their reckoning, they felt there was no choice but to banish her, like her father.
One called for a spirit of hate and revenge to come, and consume her as payment for revenge. The other answered.
Let the Bloodmoon begin.