Chapter 10: The Revenge
The team and league managed to get all the lights and mechanics replaced. The cave was back, up and running.
''Now that was one heck of a sparring match,'' Dick says, patting his brothers. ''When you bring down the house, you really bring down the house.''
White rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
''Sorry about that,'' he apologized.
''What even was that,'' Gar asked, holding his ears. ''My ears are still ringing.''
''I call it my siren screech,'' White told them. ''While it's mainly used for confusion and to unbalance an opponent, it always causes everything glass to shatter and machines to go haywire. Sorry, Tornado.''
''I am fine, Gold Siren,'' Red Tornado says, in his robotic voice.
''Now that the cave's repaired, return to your training,'' Batman ordered.
''Just, maybe, hold back on the screaming,'' Canary suggested.
White's cheeks turned a slight gold.
''Is that how you blush in that form,'' Jaime asked him.
White nodded, blushing even more.
''Kind of cute,'' Jaime says to himself.
But something like that doesn't stay hidden very long. White blushed even more, and Superboy seemed to also hear. They were the ones with super hearing, so of course they were the ones that heard.
''Gold Siren has super hearing, Jaime Reyes,'' the scarab reminded him. ''I think he, and the Superboy, heard you.''
''Shoot,'' Jaime swore.
As the team continued to train, the three league members went off to the side. They were looking at the two mystical teenagers.
''They are definitely powerful,'' Canary says. ''Siren manipulates sound with the slightest of ease. His voice is so much more powerful than my canary cry. Phantom also seems to be at a completely different level than the team. We've seem very little of their powers, but their strong, no doubt about it.''
''They seem to be adjusting well to being out of the Guys In White facility,'' Red Tornado said. ''And their relationship with the team is getting strong.''
''You're mostly right,'' Batman said.
''What is it, Batman,'' Canary asked.
''They're just different at home,'' he says. ''Neither of them sleep, using their meditation as a substitute, as they're terrified of their nightmares. They hide their pain from others because they don't want to worry them, but that doesn't make it any less real.''
''We should have a talk with the rest of the league about them,'' Red Tornado suggested. ''Red Arrow can watch the team.''
(In my book, Red Arrow is not a clone of Roy Harper. He is a real person and was never a mole for The Light.)
White and Danny decided to take a little break from training. The two went to the living room for some water and a snack.
''Are you feeling tired to,'' White asks his twin. ''We've been using our powers a lot for training.''
''No kidding,'' Danny yawned. ''Even ghosts need to sleep every once in a while.''
''Ironic as being dead is often called the eternal sleep,'' White chuckled.
''Whoever invented that saying obviously never went to the Ghost Zone,'' Danny laughed.
They saw a note on the table. They figured it was written by their brother or Aqualad.
''We didn't think you two would want to be separated while here, so we made you a room down the hall, close to where Nightwing stays while here.''
''The Team''
''That was nice of them,'' White smiled.
''Definitely,'' Danny agreed. ''Come on.''
The two sent down the hall, toward the room. But as they approached, not even White's super hearing picked up the sound of anti-magic weapons being charged up inside of the room.
*****Time Skip*****
The team walked into the living room after a few more hours of training. They collapsed onto the furniture, exhausted. Except , who started working in the kitchen and preparing dinner. Red Arrow walked in.
''And the den mother has arrived,'' Wally joked.
Red Arrow just ignored him. He had actually been coming around more often the last few years. They never got why, but he seemed to be warming up to joining the team. He was just too stubborn to do it.
''Nice to see you to, Wally,'' Roy rolled his eyes.
''Just ignore him, Roy,'' Dick says. ''He's just a little peeved that he had his butt handed to him during training with our two newest recruits.''
''Canary did say that you had some more newcomers,'' Roy said. ''Where are they?''
''They needed some time to recharge their powers,'' Conner told him. ''Beetle, how about you get them?''
''Already on it,'' Jaime says.
He sees the note on the table, figuring Aqualad wrote it. He went down the hall and knocked on the door.
''Siren, Phantom, you guys awake in there,'' he asked. ''Someone here wants to meet you guys.''
There wasn't any answer. He was sure he had the right room, so he knocked again.
''You can not possibly be asleep,'' Jaime called. ''If you don't out here, then I will be coming in there.''
Again, there was no answer. Now, he was just annoyed.
''Okay, i'm coming in,'' Jaime said.
He opened the door. And he almost dropped dead right there. The room looked like it had been hit by a tornado. Furniture was destroyed, scorch marks covered the walls, cracks were on the floor and walls, and blood splatters were everywhere.
''This is, what you humans would call, not good,'' the scarab said.
Beetle quickly ran back to the others.
''They're gone,'' he blurted out.
Nightwing looked like he was going to kill someone. Beetle showed them the room. burst into tears. Superboy and Beast Boy wanted to kill whoever did this. Beetle handed Aqualad the note.
''I thought that you were the one that wrote this,'' he told him.
''This is not my handwriting, my friend,'' Kaldur says.
''The Fentons must have taken them,'' Dick growled, his knuckles cracking from how tight his fists were.
''We need a rescue mission,'' Roy said.
''Actually, we just need to go,'' Dick says. ''NOW.''