READ THIS FIRST!
READ THIS FIRST!
READ THIS FIRST!
READ THIS FIRST!
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Okay, so I read over my other chapters and realized somethings didn't make sense. What took me so long to finally update is because I kept changing the story and character ages around. I now realize I forgot to change Brady, and Chris's ages to what they are now. Brady is 22, he was a college student at the time of his father's death, and was 7 when he found the body, he has a 7 year age difference between KC and him. Chris is 18, being 16 at the time of his father's death, and 3 at the time of his mother's. Hopefully, that has cleared up any confusion.
This story will be only be told in KC's point of you, possibly switching during the missions. That part, I would like you to decide. Also, I would like you guys to come up with at least 2 OC's. One the DAUGHTER of Zatanna(must be a girl), and preferably not really similar to KC(the snarky tomboy.), and the SON of Superboy(you can decide who the mother is and also MUST be a boy). They will be joining the team in later chapters.
I got the mission idea from a forum on fanfiction, so I do not own that. I could not come up with anything, and I decided to google it. So, to get the point across, I DO NOT OWN THE MISSION IDEA!
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! If I did, writing this would be totally pathetic of me. Well, I own KC, Brady, Chris, Kent, and Max, but other than that, I OWN NOTHING!
I forced my tired, bright green eyes open at the sound of beeping. I hit my blue alarm clock and check the the time, in bright neon blue numbers, it read: 3:40 am. I groan and get out of bed.
You're probably wondering who I am, and what the hell could I possibly be doing at 3:40 in the morning on a Saturday. My name is KC West, a fifteen year old archer who lives with her three siblings. Brady, who is twenty-two, is the legal guardian, Chris is eighteen, and Kent is sixteen, I'm the youngest. If you're wondering where our parents are, well too bad! (A/N: You should've read the very first chapter) I don't wanna get into that story. Now, to answer your second question, Chris, Kent, and I are on a covert team that is assigned missions to help the big leagues save the world behind Brady's back. Seem's a little far fetched, but it's true. Now, onto the real story...
I began getting dressed into my uniform when I heard a light knocking at the door. "KC, are you ready?" I heard Kent whisper.
"Almost!" I whisper back.
"Okay, Chris and I will be down stairs."
"Alright!" I put on a black domino mask before staring at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a black, skin tight suit with a blue stylized tip on the front. The back was a navy blue compared to the not as bright electric blue arrow on the front, and my shoulders, elbows, and knees were covered in pads. My pants were black with a navy blue stripe on the side, and I had a pair of knee high muddy combat boots. The mask was only an eye mask, meaning it showed my freckles and blonde, chin-length, wavyish-layered hair. And because it was domino, it didn't reveal my emerald green eyes. All I was missing was my utility belt, bow, and quiver. I quickly strap my belt on, hooking my retractable kai blue bow in the back of my belt, and strapped on my dark grey quiver which was filled with a myriad of arrows-anything from trick to regular, before quickly, but quietly making my way down the steps.
"It's about time!" Chris whisper-yelled.
"Dude, you have no room to talk. You just got down here not even two minutes ago, and you have super powers." Kent shot back in a whisper, causing me to quietly cackle.
Kent was the spitting image of dad, red hair, bright green eyes, and freckles, while Chris was the spitting image of mom. Chris had blonde hair, stone grey eyes, and ivory skin tone. And just like me, Brady was a cross between both, The same hair color, and hair style as dad, but had mom's grey eyes and skin tone. I had mom's blonde hair, but my dad's freckles, green eyes, and hair style (Not exactly the same, mine is just longer and not red).
Kent had on a red spandex suit with a yellow lighting bolt inside a white circle. His bottoms were a mustard yellow and had on red boots designed for his speed and a pair of yellow gloves. His red hair was revealed through the top of the mask(which started from his hair line, down to his cheek bones), and revealed his eyes but not his freckles.
Chris was wearing a green sleeveless spandex suit, similar to mine. However, his was green, had no sleeves, mask wasn't a domino one(More like Kent's), and had both a lightning bolt(a lime green) and stylized arrow tip on the front(a forest green). His black combat boots were designed for his speed, and had a black quiver strapped to his back, and a green compound bow over his shoulders. Unlike my bow, his wasn't blue, or retractable, they both were compound however.
Chris sent a harsh glare in his direction, "Dude! You're supposed to supposed to back me up, not bring me down!"
Kent shrugged, "You were being hypocritical, and wasn't fair on KC. Now, are we gonna go and just wait around for Brady to catch us?"
It still amazed me how Chris was more childish than Kent, and Chris was old enough to move out of the house.
"Good point, now let's go. Max and Nightwing are probably waiting for us by the docks." I whispered.
We snuck out and made our way to the zeta tubes which were just up the block behind Fast Check. We enter the alley way and go behind the drug store (and it literally sells illegal drugs. Nice, huh?) and walk over to the "out-of-order" telephone booth. "Who's going first?" I asked.
Chris and Kent looked at the ground and I rolled my eyes, pussies. "Fine, I'll go. Pussies." I type in Blüdhaven Docks and step into the phone booth. There was a huge flash, and now I'm standing at the abandoned Bait Shop, my designation, "TARGET, B-10" ringing through out the place. It was about another ten minutes before Kent came through, "ZOOM, B-12" said the creepy computer voice. Chris came, not too long after, "KID ARROW, B-11".
"What took you guys so long?" I asked, now that we weren't at home, there was no need to whisper, so we talked normally.
"We were fighting over who went next..." Kent said, bashfully, as Chris rubbed the back of his neck.
I gave them a dumbfounded look, "We've been going through that thing for a whole year now, and it still scares you?"
They nodded their heads vigorously. "I'm always afraid it will blow up!" Chris cried.
"Same here!"
"Finally, something you guys agree on!" I snarked. "Our grandparents used- well, uncle Barry, Bruce, uncle Ollie, and aunt Diana all used those things and nothing ever went wrong. Our parents, uncle Dick, and uncle Conner used them too. They're completely safe! Now, let's go meet up with Max and Nightwing."
"Do you think Nightwing will ever tell us his identity?" Chris asked, as we walked out of the shop.
"No, but I have a few ideas on who he is. It's either uncle Tim-who, by the way, also used the zeta tubes,- or uncle Dick."
"Why's that?"
"Think about it, they both have black hair, both are tall, both are close to Max and us, both live in Blüdhaven, and both are part of the bat clan. Who else could it be?"
They both dwelt on it for a while. "True, if only we could see their eyes, then we could figure it out." Chris agreed.
We eventually reached the docks, and find Nightwing and Max.
"Hey guys." I greeted, as we walked aboard.
Max and Nightwing turned around. Seeing me, Max smiled and ran over and gave me a hug. "Hey Target."
I chuckled, as seeing my brothers, he bounced back as far away from me as possible. I turned around to see Chris, aiming his bow at Max. "Chris!"
"I'm only messing with him, but I won't be if and when, you guys start dating." Chris said, glaring over in Max's direction.
"We aren't gonna date Chris, so don't worry about it." I turned around, back to Nightwing. Max quickly came over, and stood on my right, while Chris and Kent stood on my left. Max's suit was a black unitard, black shoulder pads, boots, and gloves. The chest area of his uniform is emblazoned with a yellow bird with its wings expanded and his abdomen area is colored in a lighter grey. He wears a black utility belt and carries his eskrima sticks in a holster on the side of his right leg. To protect his identity, Max wore either a black stylized domino mask, his eyes appeared completely white when wearing it, just like mine when I wore my mask. His short black hair was left unkempt, hanging over his forehead.
"So, what is our mission?" Kent asked, the Blüdhaven vigilante.
"Due to a recent earthquake, an ancient magical relic has been uncovered, Zatanna quickly confiscated it sharing only that it presents a great danger. The item in question had been locked away in the Watchtower when an explosion took place. the League initially investigated as Zatanna has gone missing, the tower greatly damaged, and the mysterious relic missing. Not long after, a new villain has appeared leading an army of magical followers who has stormed New Castle (which I also do not own. It is an actual city in Pennsylvania) and took over. The League is too prominent to successfully infiltrate without detection, which is why I am sending the team, you guys, to investigate. Now, this mission is to remain covert, you are to not engage the enemy unless it is absolutely necessary, do you understand?" Nightwing ordered.
We all nodded our heads in agreement. I still find it cute that he thinks out missions will actually be covert. They never are, and never have been.
"Good. Now, you can start in New Castle. Your motorcycles are in the warehouse."
We all walk over to the warehouse and go in. I walk over to my navy blue bike, the front fender with a solid black arrow tip, I put on my camouflage black helmet with a navy blue "YJ" on the back.
Max's bike was black, with the yellow bat insignia on the front fender. His helmet was similar to mine, just not camouflage, and his "YJ" was in yellow. It was parked beside mine and Kent's, Chris's bike was on the other side of mine.
Chris's bike was on the end, and was a forest green. His fender, was a red lightning bolt, which was in a white circle, a lime green arrow tip-similar to the one on his chest,- encasing it all. His helmet was a forest green, with a yellow "YJ" on the back.
Kent's bike was a red, bright red, with a yellow lighting bolt inside a white circle on the fender. His crimson red bike helmet had a white, "YJ" on the back.
We all got on, and began driving to New Castle...
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Now, onto the OC.
All I need is:
Name:
Vigilante Name:
Birthday:
Age:
Gender:
Resides in what city:
Species:
Sexuality:
Personality:
Biography:
Parents: (Which have have to be Conner or Zatanna's children, just not both. Conner's child= son, Zatanna's child= daughter)
Once I get some of those, I'll accept other OC's, but until then, Zatanna and Conner are mt first priority. Also, the children can NOT be the children of both Zatanna and Conner. If it says their parents are both Conner and Zatanna, I WILL NOT ACCEPT THEM!
The sooner i get these OC's, the sooner we get the next chapter.
