Metropolis, Delaware, March 31, 2036, 12:35 PM
Taking cover behind a storage container was not how Valerie planned to spend her Monday night. Shit. She thought, she has a biology test tomorrow. Dammit Tim, couldn't have sent in Damian or Jason, someone who isn't a freaking High School student!
"They're too well entrenched!" Bryce said, ducking his head down as bullets flew passed him. Valerie contemplated her move, she couldn't risk sending Bryce in to attack, especially with a gas container right behind Ace and his troops. Brendon was on the other side of the dock, handling Silvercut. Marine could probably pull water from the pier and washout the baddies, only if she had a clear shot and space to work with. Ace played them real good. Then she realized, this was the Doomsday container.
"I have an idea." Valerie said after a minute of internal debate. Bryce and Mary glared at her skeptically. Then noticed the container as well. They exchanged nervous glances. Val could not possibly be that insane!
"Keep firing!" Ace commanded, the troops pulled their triggers rapidly. Bullets hit the large red shipping container. He grinned as he heard each ricochet. He then pulled his own glock and started blasting away at the container, till he emptied the clip, then he pulled another clip out of a pocket and put in into the gun.
"No use girl blunder!" He called out to Robin, no response. He rose a hand and on queue the soldiers stopped firing. Then a flash of heat went at his face. He closed his eyes as smoke screened the air around him and the troops. He drew his staff and swung it at any body, not really caring who it belonged to. He was kicked in the back and then hit in the face with a round disk that was most likely thrown at him.
The smoke cleared and he rubbed his eyes and focused on Wonder Girl, and Hawkgirl.
"Captain America eat your heart out," Yesenia spat as her shield came back to her she strapped it to her back and grinned. Savannah swung her mace around in her left hand and smirked at Ace playfully. Ace growled and put his staff down, and pulled two short blades from his boots.
"You're going to enjoy this ass beating," Hawkgirl said emphasizing the word 'going' very clearly. Ace laughed at her confidence, he thought the girl was a fool. He slowly walked towards the girls, then he broke into a run. He swung the sword in his left hand at Wonder Girl, she blocked with her wrist gauntlet and grinned. He then thrusted the right hand at her torso. She swiftly moved her hip and the blade missed her stomach by a centimeter. She grabbed his arm and threw him back at Hawkgirl. He slashed Savannah's arm as she went to strike him. He also got a clean cut out on her thigh. He went to his knees and slid behind her putting his blades back in storage he then pulled out two hand guns and shot at her multiple times.
Savannah ducked and barrel rolled out of the bullets way as Wonder Girl deflected hers. Once out of ammo Ace threw his weapons to the floor and charged at the girls in rage. Not noticing Nightwing sneaking behind the container.
"Are you crazy!" Terry scolded Valerie who was trying to pick the lock on the container. His face was blood shot and pale from the shock of her intended actions. Bryce claimed to agree with Terry as did Mary with a nod. Valerie shot a death glance at the three, her blue eyes filled with rage. Then her attention was directed to footsteps running towards them, Kid Zoom?
"What the hell is going on?" Brendon questioned, he was piggybacking a boy on him. The boy leaped off of his back and stood next to him and asked the same question. Bryce turned to the boy and stared at him in utter shock.
"Tre- Silvercut?" He questioned, Trent rolled his eyes and asked if he got a name change at some point. Valerie glared at him and reached for her weapon. Brendon stopped her.
"He's on our side," He said, looking at Trent for a split second, "For the most par," Terry let out a huge huff of air. Trent waved at him shyly. "Tell 'em what you told me."
"It's not Doomsday in that crate Robin, well it's," He started then the container swung open. The team stared at it's contents. It was defiantly Doomsday, but he was dead.
Nightwing pulled out a flashlight and shone it at the corpse. He nearly puked at looking at the thing. Doomsday was mangled and ripped apart, it was a science experiment. And the monster was the dissected frog.
"What the fuck." Val murmured, walking into the container. She knelt down to the deceased body and pulled out a batarang, she swiped it against the blood with precision. Collecting it. She needed to know, how was this thing dead? And what would Vandal Savage do with Doomsday do with its carcass.
Yesenia flipped in the air, landing next to a forklift. She grinned and picked it up, throwing it at Ace, who dodged it and threw a knife at her. Stabbing her in the shoulder. She yelped in absolute pain and ripped it from her joint. She looked into the sky and saw Hawkgirl circling the air, she winked at her. Wonder Girl took it as a signal to take flight herself. She lifted off of the ground as Ace approached her.
"You bitch!" Ace called, then a flying bat shaped blade flew passed his face. His eyes widened in shock, he jolted his head to see the team, Robin, Marine, Nightwing with Trent and Bryce in toe with them. He growled. He fingered a second knife.
"Deadlock, prep the ship, I'm making my leave." He said into his comm. He then threw the knife. He didn't look to see if he hit anything, though he did hear a body hit the floor behind him. And the running footsteps stop. As he broke into a run, jumping from the pier. A ship emerged from the water and he landed on its hull. He opened a hatch and climbed in, never looking back.
The team stopped in their tracks. Valerie looked around to see who got hit. She saw Bryce, Mary, Brendon and Trent. Then she heard Savannah and Yesenia running towards them. Her heart sank. She couldn't look down to the pavement, she couldn't face it. The fact that Terry was hit.
The others stared down at Nightwing, he was gasping for air. Heavy, deep breaths slowly entered and exited his mouth and chest. His eyes were wide in shock. He looked at his chest. Right in the middle of his ribcage on the sternum was Ace's dagger. Tears weld in his eyes, he opened his mouth to scream only for no noise to follow. Solemn looks stared down, as Tim's voice entered the team's ears. Dylan survived surgery. And was recovering.
Yesenia knelt down and wrapped one of Terry's arms around her, she slowly guided him up and walked him to the bioship. Blood dripped from his chest with each step. The blade too deep to possibly fall out was the only thing keeping him from bleeding to death. The others, aside from Trent followed. He stayed back, Bryce nodded at him telling him to come. He followed slowly.
Yesenia laid Terry on a cot and held his hand as he faded in and out of consciousness. She begged him to keep his eyes open, the others sat in the ship as Valerie flew it back to base.
Prologue...
Kat's POV
Cave Justice, March 31, 1:02 PM
It happened so fast, they walked in. A stretcher was waiting for them. First came in Silvercut, with his hands behind his back, guided in by Brendon. Bryce and Val entered soon after, their heads down in silence. Mary came in, and went straight to Batman to brief in sign language.
Nothing could prepare me for who was injured. I saw him and my chest caved in on itself. Terry, covered in his own blood and a knife lodged in his chest. With Yesenia caring him in. I tried to yell, for him not to be dead just yet, I grew up with him. He cannot be dead. Just can't, but a frog in my throat stopped my scream.
Today was bitter and sweet, Dylan was alive. In recovery. Thank the lord. But Terry, not another one of us. No more blood. Then I saw Carrie and Skylar enter with Nate, they were also clearly distorted. Nate's eyes were red, he had his mask off, the moment he saw Terry he nearly lunged. He screamed at Tim the second he entered.
"This is what happens Drake!" He yelled, everyone diverting their attention to him. Tears poured out of his eyes as each word came out louder. And louder. And louder.
His voice carried, it scared me, I've never seen this side of him. He grabbed Tim by the collar and spat in his face. "Are we all just pawns Tim?" He cried, "Are we all just expendable, as long as you have another with out skillset you're fine, well Dylan almost died last night, now Terry, how many more Drake? How many more will you and Grayson sacrifice!"
"Until you realize it's time, to end Savage one and for fucking all! Tula, Jason, Marry, Billy, Ted, Jaime, Wally, me, La'gann, Damian, Barbara, Leanna and your own fucking wife Stephanie!" He listed off each fatality, whether they came back or not. "Oh I can name more, Jacob, Michael, Ginny, Walter, Brendon, and that's only the team! Not to mention the League!" Veins bulged from Nate's neck and forehead. He threw his hands off of Tim and stormed off to the grotto. Tim stood there stunned at a loss for words.
In a instinct I followed Nate to the grotto where I found him in front of his sister's memorial crying. Ugly, loud cries of desperation, disappointment and sadness. He screamed her name. He slammed his fist on the ground over and over till he collapsed into a fetal position and buried his face in his hands and cried. And cried. And cried.
