Hello again. Yes. You. Do you like the story so far? If you did, yay! If you didn't, why are you still reading it? Anyway, once again, I have an important packing session that is for Monday, (I'm going on a trip with school for 4 days, so I won't be updating for a while L)but, fan fiction! That is the answer to everything.
xSmokeisintheair
The world was so dark… had it always been like this? Thoughts swirled round her brain like a stormy sea. Her eyes opened slowly, and she found a group of teenagers staring at her. A girl with green skin smiled at her, and a guy who looked like a fish put his arm around the girl. "Batman!" She heard someone shout. "She's awake!" Quickly sitting up, she breathed in. This was not the alley. Then she saw that blue figure. The douche who had almost deafened her smiled at her. Okay. She could play along for a while. Pretend that she was happy they had kidnapped her. But you are happy. She shook her head again. She wasn't happy…was she?
The girl from the alley walked off with Batman, or more like it, dragged off by Batman. "Why is she joining the team?" growled Superboy. "Does he think that we're not STRONG enough?" On 'strong', he punched the wall. Cracks blossomed out from where his fist had made impact, forming an intricate spider-web of fractures. Nightwing sighed. "You know why she's joining the team." He looked round at them. "It won't be that bad." Miss Martian smiled, and carefully removed her boyfriend Lagaan's arm from her shoulders. "She has some extraordinary powers." She agreed. Blue Beetle twisted his neck round to look at his back, where singe marks were still visible on his suit. "I'll say."
"Are you hearing?" The man in black waved an arm in front of her face. Scowling slightly, she nodded. "Yes. I'm hearing. But hearing and listening are two different things." She smirked. Her brother had used that on Jones all the time when they were in Brazil. Speaking of which, where was her brother? She knew that they weren't really supposed to touch or hug or anything after they turned 18, but she didn't really care. Stupid prophecy. Sod the stupid, bullcrap prophecy. The prophecy that had made sure that her brother was in a different part of the states to her, and probably living a good life, stated that because of their powers, they could not touch each other. Well, they couldn't touch hands. Stupid, 'The twins of light and dark' prophecy, getting me kidnapped by some ragtag vigilantes. "We aren't vigilantes." She whirled round, to see that the man in black had left, and that the group of teenagers were there. "We are Young Justice."