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In the Real World:
"Poison?" Nightwing guessed.
Tim shook his head, "No, Gar took her the pencil and paper, he would have been poisoned as well."
Nightwing leaned forward and looked at the screen, as if trying to decode the secret it held.
"Does she have any existing medical conditions that may have caused this? Any way her powers could have caused this? Was she under any extreme stress?" Tim looked up at the older teen, a puzzled look on his face.
Nightwing nodded, "She saw a face that she recognized on the mission she just went on." He quickly pulled the file up on the screen.
Robin frowned, "I think I recognize him to..." He leaned forward, his hands on his head. "I think...I..In..Inferno!" His head snapped up, "Inferno! Leader of Red X, the terrorist team she was previously on."
Nightwing took a step back. "Inferno.. Iggy.. That's who it is! David must have lied to her, to his 'team', told them his name was Iggy."
"Or his real name is Iggy, and this is just an alias.." Robin proposed.
Nightwing frowned, "We can figure that out later, I need to make a call, give the doctors the tape."
Before Tim could say a word Dick left.
He walked down the hall until he came to a large computer. He picked up a phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Angie's Flower Emporium, how may I assist you?"
Nightwing gritted his teeth together, "It's Dannielle."
Danni PoV:
I felt a lapse in my concentration, and before my mind could process what was happening she was running towards me, her foot outstretched in a roundhouse kick.
I was just barely able to duck, but she had the upper hand. She swung at my head, her fist connecting with my chin, snapping my head to the side. I fell to the ground, stunned.
I rolled to the side, her foot landing about a foot away from my face. I climbed up to my feet, man was I out of shape.
I tried to control my rapid breathing, but I felt like I was breathing out of a tube. Suddenly a stinging sensation prickled up my arm. I glanced down and screamed, my arm was on fire! The flames licked up my arm, swirling around, burning my flesh.
The flames began to move towards my face, but they were abruptly stopped. Ranger threw a pail of water on me, putting out the fire, but also soaking me in the process. And where the hell had she gotten a pail?! I glared at her, but nodded my head in thanks.
I put my hand on my jaw and rubbed it, man did that hurt. Snow began to fall, and a stream of it floated down and caressed my jaw.
My soaking clothes began to freeze up, and I almost wished for the fire again. Ranger's eyes wandered over and looked at the shore line. "Want to wish up a campfire? Getting kind of cold here.." I glared at her, so we were demanding now?
She rolled her eyes, "C'mon, I know you're cold too, your shivering!"
I pulled my arms behind my back and glared at her, "Nuh uh! Your eyes are just shaking!"
She scoffed, but I had to admit, even I was beginning to get cold.
I dropped down to the ground, crossed my legs, then imagined a camp fire. A few seconds later one appeared.
"By the way, do you think you could rid of some of this ice? Makes sitting kind of uncomfortable.." I glanced up at Ranger, man was she pushy..
But I had to admit, she was right. Icicles pricking your ass was not your average pillow. So I tried to imagine the beach normal, or at least the sand anyways.
But nothing changed.
Everything was still frozen, an ice wasteland. My lips pulled down into a frown, what the hell?
"Brain not turned on?" I glared at Ranger, could she not see that I was trying to concentrate!
She shrugged, "Sorry, just cold, gets me in a mood.."
Not really an excuse if you ask me. I grabbed a handful of snow and smeared it on my burn. It stung but the cold felt good.
I held my hands up to the warmth of the fire, defrosting my freezing fingers.
Ranger sat opposite to me, and she held out her hands as well.
I looked up, the sky was beginning to grow dark, I needed to find a place to sleep. I scooted closer to the fire and laid down on my back and crossed my arms behind my head.
"I'd appreciate it if you don't kill me once I fall asleep, that would kinda suck." She scoffed but she reached around the flames and offered me her hand.
"Deal." I smirked and shook her hand, maybe she wasn't so bad after all.
In The Real World:
Nightwing gritted his teeth together, "It's Dannielle."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"I'm sorry your breaking up, can I transfer you to my other line? Please hold.."
He heard a click, then static.
"Alright, My ends secure, what about yours?"
Nightwing frowned, "It's secure.."
Once again there was silence from the other end. "How can I trust you?"
Nightwings hands tightened on the phone, "I got you out of the Reformatory didn't I?! I got you the job your working at now, wiped your slate clean. You and your friend! I can take all of that away just as easily as I gave it to you.."
There was a burst of static, "Alright, alright! Why are you calling about Danni, she's not with us? I thought you were keeping tabs on her? Don't tell me she's run away!"
"No, she's in some sort of coma. But right before she went under she was drawing something, a forest. Do you know anything about it?"
"No, she never talked to us about a forest. But she never really talked to us about a whole lot of personal stuff. Why is it so important?"
"Thats classified for the time being, thank you for your cooperation."
He heard a thumping noise, and he held the phone away from his ear, his thumb poised over the end button.
"Woah now! You can't just call me then hang up on me without even telling me the reason you needed my information! I demand!.."
Nightwing hung up, the girl obviously didn't know, she was no longer of use.
He was going to have to find out about this forest himself.
Angie's Flower Emporium:
"I demand!.." She heard a click, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Answers.."
She glared down at the phone, daggers in her eyes. "Heroes, not so different from villains really. Once your not useful your disposed of.. At least they don't kill you!"
"Nichola, we have visitors!"
The girl swiveled around, the phone held loosely in her hand. "Geez Alex, don't scare me like that!"
A boy walked in, he had light brown hair, and bright blue eyes. He looked around sixteen, and he was holding a potted plant in his hand. He tossed the girl the plant, and she caught it with quick reflexes.
She turned around and stretched upwards to put the rose on a shelf close to her. "Oh really, who are they? Caped crusaders?" A small smile flitted across her face.
"Not quite.." She froze, then turned back around slowly. The rose bush still in hand.
"Hansel and Gretel.."
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Ok I decided to try something different, multiple PoVs in a single chapter! I want to try this out, but if it becomes to confusing I might just so separate chapters.
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