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tysongirl123: You can actually still watch netflix on / in the cartoon section. It's in alphabetical order, so young justice will be at the bottom of the second column. It has every episode of season 1 and 2!

Sylvia Wayne "Wildcat"

Unknown Location

December 25, 2010

I awoke in a dimly lit room, the only source of light was coming from a warm fire across from my bed. I was confused for a moment, like there was somewhere I needed to be, but the thought was pushed out of my mind. The fog in my head slowly settled as I climbed out of bed. The all white room was pristines, just like I had to be as my routine began as I stepped into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and smoothed my hair back into a high ponytail. Just how he likes it. I thought to myself, a smile growing on my face. He likes it when my hair is out of my face. I stepped out of the bathroom and into the closet, finding the dress I was instructed to wear for today. He likes it when I wear what he wants. I started singing to myself as I pulled on the tight, white dress with a pair of spandex underneath.

"Like an unsung melody, the truth is waiting there for you to find it. It's not a blight, but a remedy, a clear reminder of how it began." I sang, zipping up the white dress. It was bright white, skin tight and sleeveless with rectangular cutouts on the sides over my ribs. The hem stopped just before my fingertips. I bent down in the closest and looked for the specified shoes.

"Deep inside your memory, turned away as you struggled to find it. You heard the call as you walked away, a voice of calm from within the silence." I sang, retrieving the shiny white flats from a shelf in the closet. I slipped them onto my feet and proceeded to put on the pale pink lipstick that was sitting on the stark white vanity.

"And for what seemed an eternity, you wait and hoping it would call out again. You heard the shadow beckoning. Then your fears seemed to keep you blinded. You held your guard as you walked away." I continued to sing as I rubbed my lips together, evening out the color. I reached down into a drawer and put on a few swipes of mascara, layering it to make the lashes look thick. He'll love how pretty you look.

"When you think all is forsaken, listen to me now. You need never feel broken again." My voice began to echo as I got a little louder, the sound of my singing bouncing around the room. I made sure my hair was flawless with no bumps or anything atop my head or on the back and made sure my face was clean and neatly done before walking up to my bedroom door.

"Sometimes darkness can show you the light." I finished the song before opening my bedroom door. I stepped out and stood on the red, pressurized mat. Quickly, a physician appeared and took my vitals and checked the dilation of my eyes. It was the usual drill and once everything was recorded, he let me go. I found my way into the boardroom. I pressed the call button on the door and waited to be allowed inside. The second the automatic metal doors slid open, I stepped in and found Vandal Savage at the head of the table. He smiled and scooted out his chair. I seemed to be stepping in during Lex Luthor's presentation for the Bialyan Military's technological advancements sponsored by an anonymous subsidiary. I gracefully and silently walked over to Vandal and sat down on his lap. The other members just looked at me like this was out of the ordinary. He likes physical attachment. He loves it when I'm in physical contact. Queen Bee narrowed her eyes at me as I lightly traces my fingers along the exposed veins on Vandal's arm. The meeting continued as I sat on his lap. It only lasted for a few more minutes before it was disbanded. Once everyone had finished what they had to say, I stood up and Vandal got up as well, passing in front of me. He led me to the living room of the compound and what I found sparked excitement. We entered the room to the vision of a christmas tree lit in colorful lights with all sorts of ornaments. It was all unorganized, but somehow uniform in the randomness of the ornaments. Underneath the tree was an abundance of presents.

"Merry Christmas, my princess." He told me as I approached the tree. But I hesitated. "Is there something wrong?" He asked me as I stared at the tree.

"No, everything is fine." I smiled at him before sitting upon the sofa. He bent down to hand me a present, as I slipped away.

There was a Christmas tree in the middle of a house, the details a bit clouded and hard to remember. There was an elderly man and one that looked slightly younger than Vandal handing presents to me and a boy a year or two younger than me. I could feel the attachment to them but I couldn't put names to any of the faces.

Vandal set the a present down in front of me, letting me open one after another. There was jewelry and clothing, even a few more shades of lipstick that were to his liking. I thanked him mindlessly after each and every one of them. I smiled as he pulled out the necklace with the largest diamonds and most intricate metalwork and put it on me. His hand stroked my cheek as he looked at me with the gaudy piece of jewelry on my neck. Vandal snapped his fingers and a group of servants cleared away all of the wrapping presents and set down our breakfast. His plate had an assortment of meats and sources of protein, as I was given a cinnamon roll and an assortment of fruits. We sat there, eating as I hummed my song. There was a brief moment where Klarion stepped into the doorway.

"I'll be right back, princess." He gave me a kiss on the top of the head before walking away. My body froze for a moment in my chair, my knuckles white as I gripped the fork and knife in my hands. In my head, there was a moment where the blissful fog relented for a moment

I slowly opened my eyes, remembering where I was as I felt my nose pressing against his chest. One of his hands was lightly tracing lines on my back, but when he ran over my spine, I knew he was tracing the fading scars. I didn't want to move yet, just enjoying myself for the time being, knowing I wouldn't be this happy when I left. The shock of red hair tried to ingrain itself in my mind as I tried to hold onto it, but it disappeared as the aggravated fog took hold and ripped him away from me, replacing the source of my happy feeling with something else. I felt confused as I looked down at my plate, remembering I was supposed to be eating breakfast. I continued to eat as I waited for Vandal to return. I was chewing my last bite of fruit when he returned with Klarion.

"How is our little pet?" The witch boy asked, running his hand over my smooth ponytail. As the faint glow in his palm touched my ponytail, the thick black hair began to curl into perfect ringlets, waterfalling from my hair tie.

"I'm great, thank you for asking." I smiled, feeling the perfect curls with my hand. He always seemed to amaze me with his little magic tricks.

"Are you ready for Thursday?" He got this sly look as he referred to the plan. I nodded with an even bigger smile.

"I'm very excited. Ra's has been very instructive ." I grinned, the need to please them suddenly growing stronger, along with the fog in my head. A headache began developing, and I exhaled deeply, rubbing my temple.

"Headache, my dear?" Vandal asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. His touch only infuriated the pain in my head. My vision flashed back and forth to a tank of water. For some reason, panic welled up in my chest, but I forced it back down and put on a smile. Eager to please.

"I'm fine." I lied, not wanting to bother them, but Savage snapped his fingers and a soldier returned with a box. Once opened, he pulled out a syringe.

"I do believe it's time for your daily dosage. We missed the timing by an hour." He said softly, looking over at the clock. I took a deep breath and held still and he pulled away the neck of my dress and injected the purple serum into my shoulder. The headache immediately disappeared, but there was a brief moment where the fog disappeared. "All better?"

"All better." I said, something forcing its way to the front of my mind. "The first time we kissed." I whispered, barely audible to even myself.

"Wally." I caught his attention. He turned around, no longer flushed. The two of us just stood there for a moment as I froze. I suddenly began to step forward involuntarily. Before I knew it, he closed the gap, using his superspeed. Our lips met as he pulled me into him, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he ran a hand through my hair, his other hand pressing me into him. After a few moments, we pulled apart, our eyes meeting. My head seemed like it was on fire. I wanted so badly to hold on to it, that feeling, but it was being torn away from me, causing so much mental struggle as I sat rigid, trying to keep that shock of hair in my mind, that feeling of his lips upon my own. But it was fading, and I couldn't let that go. Robin watched the timer count down from ten seconds. We weren't going to make it. Robin ran out, armed to take out the drones, but the time was at five seconds. I grabbed Wally's arm and kissed him, right then and there. Not wanting to die without doing that one last time. I pulled apart from him and the look on his face was serene. I looked past him, seeing Robin disintegrated just after the timer hit zero. The ship lurched, Wally and I embracing each other as the explosion destroyed the ship. I closed my eyes and buried my face in Wally's chest as the heat burned at my flesh, but it was only for a few seconds before everything went black. His name flooded my mind, a million voices all screaming at once. His name.

"Wally." I said outloud, involuntarily. Vandal's hand slammed down on the table and he brought his face inches from mine. I could feel his hot breath on my cheeks as he exhaled angrily. The white scars running across his face were close enough for me to notice the extremely jagged nature in which they pertained.

"What did you just say?" He whispered, his cruel eyes locked on mine. I kept my mouth shut, fighting the urge to obey him. "What did you say!" He barked at me. He stood up and towered over me. "Answer me!" He yelled at me. When I held my ground, he wound his hand back as slapped me across the face. I've felt worse, but it was enough force to knock my tiny frame onto the floor. I was slowly becoming more self aware.

"Vandal! How is she fighting our control?" Klarion shrieked. "That serum was supposed to keep her under! I told you we should have used the biotech!" He kept screaming at Vandal as the massive brute grabbed me by my ponytail and dragged me through the facility as I screamed and shouted at him. I extended my claws and slashed at his legs, but he kept walking.

"Let me go!" I screamed at him, but he just kept moving. I made contact with my claws to his legs and blood was drawn, but he just trudged on, dragging my by my hair as he face remained expressionless.

"Merry Christmas, princess." He said quietly as he dragged me into a lab that looked strangely familiar.