Recommendation: The Blood Witch is a tale for younger teenagers. The protagonist, Vance, lives in a world where vampires rule and others suffer; magic is both a weakness and a strength; and rebellion is nearing quickly.
GUYS! WE DID IT! SEASON 3! I'm going to apologize for two things right now. Number one: I'm crappy at writing fight scenes so sorry. Number two: I know I messed with your heads, but that was the point. You'll understand when you read this.
Disclaimer: If I owned Young Justice season three would've happened a long while ago.
Tim furrowed his eyebrows from beside Nightwing, "Brown? Like Arthur Brown? Like Clue-master?"
I tilted my head. I had already gone through the exact same thing with Batman years ago, "No." Somehow everyone managed to look more shocked, "As far as I know, we're not related. I mean Brown is a really common last name."
Nightwing smirked, "I thought the exact same thing when I first met her. They're even both blonde!"
Jaime step toward the group of bats and I, "Umm...Sooo..The mission?"
"Yeah" Nightwing pulled up a layout of Luthor's modernized mansion. "I'll be leading team Alpha. With me will be Robin, Conner, and Batgirl. On Omega is Beast boy, Wonder girl, and Blue Beetle. Alpha will be going inside of the mansion to retrieve the data. Team Omega will keeping watch. Blue, you'll be in the sky. Beast Boy, you'll be in the trees on the east side of the property. Last but not least, Wondergirl will be waiting by the bioship in case of emergency evacuation. Be at the bioship in 10 minutes ready to leave"
I watched through the cameras as Robin slipped the thumb drive into the computer. Luthor's laptop synced with mine and I began to access and save the files. I glanced at the cameras that were showing up on my ipad. Robin wasn't alone.
"Robin, watch your six. Its Mercy." He immediately turned around. Simultaneously sweeping out his foot and tripping her, but Mercy jumped. She threw a punch, it was Robin's turn to dodge. He then took a taser from his belt and she was out in a matter of seconds.
"Robin to Monitor. I'm going to wipe Mercy's memory of this from her hard drive. Are you okay finishing up and getting the cameras?" Tim's voice came over the radio not even panting in the slightest.
After the mission, I grabbed up my stuff from my old apartment and had gave myself a new identity. Meet Alisha Woods. Age 19. Former Cheerleader at Gotham South.
I now had completely rose-gold hair, brown eyeliner, and copper colored lipstick and an outfit that was so preppy it almost made me cry.
Walking into the apartment I was trying to rent, I tugged at the pink cardigan i wore over my white tank top. "Hi. I'm Alisha. I'm here for the interview about the apartment." I shook the landlord's hand. It had gotten awkward living with two teenage boys. One of which strongly disliked me.
"Oh. Of course. Have a seat," the man gestured to the chair across from him at the dining room table. "I'm Mr. Thompson. Where are you moving here from again?"
"Gotham," I smiled. "I went to high school there."
"Any criminal history I should be aware of?"
"No, sir," I wasn't about to tell him that I used to pickpocket as a kid. That would end up problematic.
"You seem like a nice young lady and I only have a couple other people making offers. So, I have one last question." Mr. Thompson gave me a contemplating look and for a millisecond I thought he was on to me. "This is a very important subject to me. Are you going to be continuing your education?"
"Yes, sir. I'm doing an online program to get my bachelors degree in computer science from Regent University in Colorado." I easily told him my first truth of the day. The fact that I was already two years into the program was the only thing I left out. At one place in Hub city, I said I was an intern at a therapy office, but my landlady kept coming to me with her problems so I'm sticking to what I know from now on.
"Computer science. Interesting. Anyways, thank you for coming. I'll get in touch with you soon, " Mr. Thompson walked me out and greeted an african-american girl who was waiting for the next interview. "Hello, Karen. Please, come in."
All of a sudden a shout came through my commlink "Torrie! Help! There's something wrong with the zetas and Conner and I trapped in the mountain!" Where the hell did Gar get the name Torrie from?
I'm sorry about this chapter. I personally blame school, but it's no excuse for my bad writing. Please tell me if you like the fact that I put recommendations or if you actually took my advice about any of them. I will get back to you on that and send more books or musicals or songs that are similar. Please review!
-Maple