Gotham City, New Jersey, April 5, 2036... 9:47 PM
Death, a natural part of life. A sad part of life. The end of life. On this day in Gotham they grieved death, and celebrated life. The life of Terrence McGinnis, age 17, born on September 14, 2019. A son, brother, and friend.
Rain fell around the burial site in that down town funeral ground, grave yard. A gravestone, his name and birthday engraved on its rocky surface plagued their minds. Rain drenched them, drowning their tears, and cries of sadness. A wooden box was lowered into the ground as a priest gave his regards to Terrence's family and friends. The bastard didn't know the boy, he had no right to send him off to Heaven. He spoke with little emotion, and little regard.
The casket, now five feet in the rich New Jersey soil. Two miles from the beach where Terrence wanted to be. Or at least where he claimed he wanted to be, it was supposed to be in Haiti. Yeah, he told a friend that years before this burial. Before this service.
"And, Terrence may Heaven treat you well, for one day we will all join you in the grace of God, and be given the amazing honor of spending an afterlife with you," The priest finished as the boy's mother, a middle aged woman walked over with a shovel full of dirt and dumped it in. Covering the cross on the box's wooden surface. With tears in her eyes she gave the shovel to the boy's father. He stared at it for a moment and walked to the pile of dirt, scooped some and carried it to his laying son. Covering him in the earth.
They stared at the hole, where there friend now calls home. Her black hair was wrapped around itself into a bun, being toppled over in the pouring rain. The boy next to her, his green eyes filled with sorrow. He thought untrue thoughts of how their fates were meant to be. 'I should've died, I shouldn't be standing here right now, you should be in my lace and me in yours' he thought, sending a message out to his friend, knowing he may never hear it. Knowing, that on that day, he almost died, and it was a life for a life. God chose West, and disregarded McGinnis, forever leaving the red haired boy to feel guilty. Guilty for doing the one thing humans do so easily.
Live.
Titans Tower, San Francisco, April 9, 2036, 3:22 PM
He sat in a white room, all white. White walls, white roof, white floor. A mirror was right in front of him. A one sided window. This was what was like, being a prisoner. The only door opened, in walked Tigress, she glared at him. He sunk in his seat.
"Silvercut, anything you'd like to say to me before we send you to Belle Reeve," She scorned him. Trent bit his lip, she didn't appear to be angry. Still, she intimidated him. The daughter of Sportsmaster scared him.
"Yeah, no," He said, looking down into his lap. "I've nothing to say." She nodded, and started to walk out, "Wait, is Nightwing, okay?" She looked at him solemnly, answering his question in silence. He was right next to Terry, and Trent couldn't help but think the blade was mean to be his. In his chest, guilt. He felt guilty that Terry took the blow, meant for him. A traitor to The Light, now he was biting his time, time till Ace hunts him down.
And kills him for his insubordination.
"I'm," Valerie said, to Black Canary, hands trembling in her lap, "I'm traumatized." Dinah raised an eyebrow and leaned forward in her seat, folding her hands together.
"I mean, he was like a brother to me," She said tears weld in her eyes, "I know it's not what we do, but I'm going to kill Ace, he deserves to die,"
"It was supposed to be me," Dylan said, his green eyes went dull and no longer had a playful demeanor to them, "God was supposed to take me," He said, burring his face in his hands, unable to cry. Not for not wanting to, but because he was so dehydrated he could no longer produce any tears. Dinah placed a comforting hand on his shoulder that he shrugged away.
"How am I supposed to feel," Rupert asked, "Me and Terry were never really friends," He admitted, he hated himself, how he didn't really feel anything towards Terry's untimely demise. No sadness, no emotion, how the hell could he live with himself when his friends were torn to shreds by Terry. When he felt absolutely nothing.
Ace's HQ
"We got confirmation, Nightwing's KIA." Deadlock said to Ace who nodded. He stared at the computer screen in front of him. He didn't care. Now the League knew about Doomsday. That was bad, now they'd be asking themselves, why. Why would the light need Doomsday's carcass, how did they manage to kill him. And, what is Savage's end goal. Admittedly, he was the only one who knew Savage's plan. The League could grind answers out of the traitors for all he cared, they were useless to the League and now The Light.
"Never liked that one anyways," Poison said, rubbing her nails along a file, "But he was low key cute, but whatever." The others groaned at her. They had no patience left for the girl, especially not Ace.
"Poison, go find something to do that's not wasting time," Ace said, Poison rolled her eyes and waltzed out of the room. Then Atomic walked over to Ace and handed him a phone.
"It's the boss, got's a job for you," Atomic said, Ace nodded and held the phone to his ear.
"Yes, it'll be done, and yes Nightwing is no longer a problem, I can't count that Supergirl will be there" He said, "Yes, if she shows, she'll be taken into custody."
Ace's team starred at him curiously awaiting orders, he set the phone on the desk and cleared his throat.
"Atomic, Talon, Deadlock, Talon and Poison you're all with me, the rest of you stand by for more orders, Rumbler you're in charge," He said walking towards Rumbler he forcefully hit him with his shoulder, "Don't screw up." Rumbler nodded as the other filed out. He sighed and turned to the remaining members of the team.
"So, what's on the activities list?" He asked, Dee Dee stood up and left, "Where are you going?"
"Can't sit on my ass Frank," She said, "I'm going to the store we outta food," She said, splitting into her two twin mode and walking out. Rumbler rested a hand on his forehead. I hate my job.
Cave Justice, April 9, 2036, 3:56PM
"That's odd," Kat said, starring at the moniter curiously. She zoomed in on what appeared to be an unidentified ship approaching the pier by Titans Tower. She reached for her phone.
"Brendon, is anyone at the tower?" She asked. He told her no, her eye twitched. Everyone last checked in at the Hall. Fuck she thought to herself. "Meet me, Rupert and Mary there okay."
Los Angeles, California
"Can't." Brendon said hanging up the call with Kat, as he dodged a punch from Dee Dee as Abby threw the twin at her, the pair merged back and wiped blood from her lip.
"Sorry we had to run into you like this girl." Abby said, grinning at Dee Dee. Brendon shrugged.
"At a Safeway no less," Brendon said, Dee Dee rolled her eyes and glanced at the sign on the grocery store. FRY'S not Safeway. Dumbass.
"Sweetie, this is FRY'S," Abby said, Brendon glanced at the sign and sighed, 'Whatever' he whispered.
"Ugh," Kat said when Brendon hung up on her. Then Jai walked in, headphones in ears and bobbing his head to the music.
"Jai!" Kat yelled at him, he pulled out his head phones and ran up to her.
"Whatever you think I did it was probably my sister," He said, Kat raised an eyebrow at him. He dyed his hair red, it used to be black. "Oh, you know Speedy always had red hair and well I'm Speedy so,"
"I get it, suit up Speedy, we're going for a cruse." Kat said, Jai didn't even question her odd choice in language as he ran for his locker. 'Wish I could get my speed back' he thought, why him, why couldn't Iris lose her speed?
"Marine, Surge to the mission room." She called into the speaker. Now she waited for her team.
Titan's Tower, April 9, 2036, 4:09 PM
Jai stepped out of the tower and walked up to Kat who stared at the large cargo ship out in the dock.
"Vacant, if I knew that there was a meeting on the Watchtower where Garfield was preforming tricks I wouldn't be here," He said, Kat held in a giggle at the thirteen year old boy. Then Rupert landed next to him.
"Nothing in the air, and I asked Mary, nada in the water too. " He said, "Well except for a boat." Then Mary crawled onto the pier and glared at the boat.
"Then there's one thing to do," Kat said, she walked over to the side of the dock next to the ship and grabbed the ladder on the side. "We board." Jai and Rupert exchanged glances of worry and sighed they followed Kat onto the ship.
Once on the hull Kat gave out orders.
"Marine, you get the lower deck, Rupert stand guard up here, Jai take the bow, I'll get the cabin," She said, she walked over to the entrance to the cabin and opened the door. She entered slowly and stared around the small room. No one was there. She walked over to the main desk and fingered the surface. Dust, no one's been here in a while. But that would make absolute zero sense as the boat made it here this afternoon. She sat in the chair, warm. Someone was sitting here recently.
"Nightshade," Ace's chilling voice called behind her. She stood up and turned to face him. He was smiling at her softly, she glared into his green eyes trying to break his smile. Of which he intensified. "You're wondering what I'm doing here with a World War II relic, I have a proposition, hand Supergirl to me and the other members of your team on board get to walk of the ship, without walking the plank."
Bastard. Of course he'd try to barter her. What would he possibly want with Ellie? Nonetheless Kat wouldn't see her out.
"Sorry Ace, the girl of steel ain't here," She said, pulling her batons off of her hip. Ace shook his head in disappointment. He smiled at the ground and puled two sword from his boots. He stared at her and smirked.
"Girly girl," He said calmly, "I don't want a fight." Kat snorted, as if he was being diplomatic. She wanted nothing more than to pounce at him and kill him, for Dylan's injury, for Terry. She gritted her teeth. Her knuckles cracked as she gripped her weapons tighter. The cold steel was soon becoming hot as rage filled her blood and ran to her palms. His face, oh she wanted to break it into pieces, Terry will be the last he takes. Hell, she didn't even intend on giving him a second to even regret his actions, if he was capable of doing so.
Ace continued smiling at her, then she lost it. Kat practically jumped out of her skin as she lunged for him. She swung her weapon at his face, slamming the metal rod into his cheek. Blood squirted from his mouth as he opened it, teeth flying out. He clung his face in his hand, staring at Nightshade in awe. Then he grinned, the reaction he wanted. He then swung his swords at her, she blocked but did not anticipate him kicking her in the shin. She collapsed and was now on her knees, she looked up and saw Ace strike down, she quickly moved out of the way and threw her batons at him. Hitting him in the chest. She ran up to him and kicked him in the arm and then punched his sternum. She picked her weapons back up and strapped them to her hip.
She darted for the door, needing a more open field to fight then the crammed room where they resided. She ran onto the deck and threw a batarang behind her. Ace dodged it and threw a dagger at her, stabbing through her shoulder. She yelped in pain, gaining Rupert's attention as he ran over to check on the situation.
Rupert ran over to Kat and knelt down to her to make sure she was alright. Then a blast of red energy hit him in the side. He stood up and looked at Atomic.
"Ever wondered how much raw power we have?" Atomic asked, Rupert glared at him. His fists balled and started to glow yellow. Atomic grinned. Then blasted Rupert, who fired in response, they kept firing at each other till Ace come up to the deck.
Ace snuck up behind the Surge and stabbed him in the leg. He then kicked the wound and let the boy crumble to the ground. He took out a collar and strapped it to his neck, muting the boy's powers. Ace then slammed the butt of his pistol into Rupert's forehead knocking him out.
"There's two more, find them." Ace commanded Atomic who then ran for the lower deck.
Jai held an arrow in his bow ready to shoot should he be attacked. Unfortunately for him he never saw Talon coming. The Robin wannabe kicked him in the back. Jai dropped the bow and arrow and slid in the floor, nearly falling off the ship. He barrel rolled over to his weapon and grasped it. He shot an arrow at Talon, missing by a few feet. Damn, he thought. He drew another and shot Talon again, hitting his cape at least. Then a hand touched his shoulder, he turned around and Poison slammed a fist into his nose. His head flung back and then she grabbed his hair and pulled him close hitting him in the stomach with her knee.
She stepped aside and he fell to his knees, he filled with anger. His face turned red, he stared at his hand which for a split second vibrated then stopped. He groaned and stood back up, kicking Poison in the chest then kicking her stomach. He pulled a small knife from his utility belt and threw it down on her foot, stabbing it into the floor. But he forgot about Talon who hit him in the back of the head with his staff, sending West crashing to the floor in a heap. He moaned as his vision faded and saw the pair of villains kneel and strap cuffs on his wrists and ankles.
